Harry entered the common room the next morning to find everyone else
already there. " Happy Christmas," he sat next to Ginny and put his arm
around her. To Harry's surprise(and everyone else's), she lifted it off and
scooted away from him. Harry looked at Ron, who shrugged, then at Hermione,
who looked confused. " Ginny? What's wrong?" Harry asked, putting his hand
on her leg. " Leave me alone," she retorted, pushing his hand off. " What
did I do?" " Think, Harry. I thought you loved me." " I do. What are you-"
" Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about." " I'm not acting."
" You hurt me. I will admit it. I really thought that you were the one. I
guess I was wrong." She stormed up the stairs and slammed the door.
Ron's mouth was still hanging open. Hermione stared after her, her
eyebrows raised. Harry sat back and put his head in his hands. " Crap,"
Hermione breathed. " What?" " I know what it is." " Well, tell me, because
I have no idea." " She saw you leave my room last night." Ron regained use
of his mouth at that moment. " What are you doing in Hermione's room,
Harry? A little midnight snogging?" " No!" Harry and Hermione shouted at
the same time. " I was just kidding," Ron held up his hands in defense. "
That's got to be what she's on about," Hermione shook her head. " I'll go
talk to her," Harry said, standing up.
"Ginny? Can I talk to you, Love?" Harry knocked and opened the door.
The curtains were drawn around the bed, but from inside Harry could hear
sobs. " Ginny, could I please talk to you?" " No, you couldn't. Go away. I
never want to see you or Hermione again." " Please, Love?" Harry begged," I
love you. I would never do anything to hurt you." " Obviously you would,
because you have." " That's what I'm trying to tell you. There is nothing
to be upset about." " Oh no," Ginny said, sarcastically," Nothing at all.
Just the fact that you spent the night in Hermione's room. That's all." "
You are being stupid! Stop! I didn't spend the night with Hermione. I went
in there to ask her a question." " Why couldn't it have waited till
morning?" " Er......." Harry racked his brain, trying to find an answer.
Why couldn't it have waited? That was a good question. " Umm....well, I
don't know the answer to that, but I didn't do anything." Ginny looked out
of the curtains and raised her eyebrows. " You don't believe me, do you?" "
Not really." " I know a way where you will have to." " Really?" she asked,
doubt dripping off her voice. " Yes, I do. Just hold on a while." He made
his way to the door, but stopped with his hand on the knob. " Could I ask
you one favor?" " You could, but I don't know if I will give it to you." "
Could I please have just one tiny kiss before I go?" Harry asked, smiling.
Ginny sighed. Why did he have to smile? That smile makes me feel like
agreeing to anything. She stood up and started to walk to the door. No,
Ginny. Don't give in. Don't let him control you like that. Don't let him
have his way. Harry grinned. Ginny smiled and grabbed his shirt, pulling
him towards her. She opened her mouth and Harry did the same. He leaned in
towards her. When their lips were a centimeter away, Ginny pulled back. "
No. You couldn't." She smiled triumphantly as she turned around and walked
back to her bed. She sat down and crossed her legs. " Fine. I'll be back in
five minutes." Harry shut the door behind him.
