A/N: I'm so happy! *sheds a tear* 113 reviews!!!!!!!! Okay, I'm also enjoying this point in the story, so I must continue. I have myself in suspense, which is pretty sad, but hey. It means more reading material for you. Anyway, after you read this, feel free to go to my bio and read my other stories, hey, maybe even review….

This should be very good, considering that I'm supposed to be working on my 'Causes for the Decline of Feudalism' booklet for History that is due in two days; so far I have the notes. That's it. Therefore, I read fanfics and write mush. I don't work on it; of course not. (

Disclaimer: Characters go to J.K. Rowling, split thoughts to the ingenious and wonderful author Firebolt909, Queen of H/G. If they took what is rightfully theirs, I'd be left with a boring, tedious bunch of mush. If that. Probably 2/3 of that is a weird combo of every romantic thing I've ever read, so very little of this is mine, but who's going to figure out where I got it from? Just enjoy (and review).



Harry woke up to blinding sunlight. He groaned and rolled over, trying to avoid the pain the light caused him.

'Harry, get up NOW, it's a Hogsmeade weekend, and the ball is tomorrow, and I don't have anything for Hermione for Christmas, and as far as I know you have nothing for my sister, who you had BETTER give something to or I will kill you."

Harry groped for his glasses and slid them on to meet Ron's frantic eyes.

He knows we're going to the ball with Ginny.

^And we're alive.^

It's a miracle!

^Now the only question is: how did he find out?^

No idea.

"Wait…you want to go to Hogsmeade to buy a Christmas present for Hermione?" Harry asked groggily. "And you WANT me to buy a present for your little sister?"

Ron rolled his eyes. "That's what I said. She has been crazy about you for the last three years; if you won't pay attention to her otherwise, I will tell you to."

^It's scary, the way Hermione's rubbing off on him.^

Yeah. He's actually getting perceptive.

^Not to mention reasonable.^

Okay…WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH RON?

Harry stared at Ron in shock and he outlined a plan for the day. Unfortunately, Ron noticed.

"Well? Are you coming or not?"

Harry scrambled into a Transfigured pair of jeans and a shirt. He had been educating Ron about Muggle clothes, and was pleased to see his friend in pants and a shirt. The fact that the pants were purple plaid bellbottoms and clashed horribly with the shocking pink T-shirt was quite excusable; last time, he had ended up with swimming trunks and a black tie.

"Okay; shall we have breakfast, or is that too much to ask for?"

"Here. Have some on the way." Ron, entirely missing the sarcasm, shoved a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and a handful of Chocolate Frogs into his hands. Harry balanced his 'breakfast' and followed Ron, happily munching on Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, down the stairs and outside.

~*~

Harry stood next to Ron as he tried to decide which of four cover designs for 'Hogwarts, A History' Hermione would like more. Harry felt sure that Ron was heading in the right direction, but he wanted to get…something more…special. It was the first time he had even considered buying Ginny a present, and he wanted it to be something she would remember for years.

"Er…Ron, I'm going to…go over to Jasmine's Jewelry, do you mind?" Harry asked carefully.

"No; do you think Hermione would prefer red or gold?" Ron inquired anxiously.

"Um…red." Harry decided quickly before dodging across the street. He felt self-conscious about going into a jewelry store, but if he was going to spend thought on Ginny, it might as well be pretty.

He had browsed for half-an-hour and seen countless necklaces, earrings, bracelets, rings, etc., been flirted with by several young female witches, and searched practically the whole store.

I don't think we'll ever find anything.

^They're all too gaudy, like something Lavender or Parvati would wear.^

Ginny just isn't like that.

He was about to give up in despair when he saw IT. IT was a delicate necklace, cast aside in a dark corner to be glanced over and forgotten. Harry reached out and carefully lifted it on the tips of his fingers.

It was gorgeous; a smooth emerald heart hanging off a thin golden chain. Harry had never been entranced by jewelry before, but this piece made his breath catch in his throat. Not for the necklace itself; more for the image of it looped around Ginny's smooth white neck.

What the HECK were you doing noticing her NECK?

^Thinking about kissing it; I'm only a teenage boy.^

Why didn't you TELL me so I could join in?!

Harry carried it over to the counter. The female attendant batted her eyes at him, and looked rather depressed when he held out the necklace.

"Oh. You have a girlfriend?"

"Er…well…I'm going on a date with her tomorrow…" It suddenly entered Harry's mind that it was none of her business.

"Oh...well…that'll be 5 Galleons, 6 Sickles, and 4 Knuts."

Harry counted out the money and took the necklace. He carefully wrapped it in a bit of paper and tucked it safely in his pocket.

^Imagine the look on her face tomorrow.^

Imagine the effect of that with her skin.

^*Sigh*^



A/N: Reviews:

Snoopy511: Thanks!!! Got to work on my essay…yeah…panicked…

Luna Angelus (both): You had me laughing HYSTERICALLY! You are so funny. Love your reviews; very proud that you reviewed on my other one too. I'm happy!

Evil-Chicken-Wrath: Thanks again! Yes, H/G beats D/G all to pieces. Glad that you're realizing it. (

HarryandGinny4eva: Thank you!!! I'm soooo touched!!!!

Galadriel7: Hee hee; yeah, I act blond a LOT, even though I'm brunette…oh well.

Gabnif (both): Yeah; it's always depressing, the whole guy thing. Anyway, thank you sooo much for reviewing TWICE!!! Same to Luna Angelus; I was too busy laughing to mention it before; sorry.

Hathor: Hee hee!

Lorena: thank you!!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter; I was a little preoccupied while doing it, but I just went for mush.