A/N I hope you like it. Sorrie it's so short, but i had to split them and this was the cloest to even i got, see if you can find a different area in chapter three where i could have split them.

Chapter Five

"And then He says, that's not the Ididorod, that's my wife!" Ginny finished, and Harry fell back laughing.

"You know what Ginny, your a really nice and interesting person, you'll have to show me some of your paintings sometime." Harry said. Ginny had finished telling him about her painting earlier.

"How about now." She said, and hopped up. Harry got up after her and they went into the common room. When they entered, (Harry forgot to retransfigure the chairs back to paper.) Dean and Seamus were standing at the bottom of the boys dormitory stairs.

"Harry, you won't believe it, Hermione was yelling at Ron, and then they got into this huge row, and finally Ron says, 'I give up, your too difficult' and storms up to his room right. Hermone though goes chasing up there after him, and at first they were screaming, but now we can't hear anything." Seamus burst out quickly. Harry stared up the stairs for a second, but then decided against it, he wasn't going up there. Ginny tugged on his hand and led him to the girls dormitory stairs. They climbed the stairs, and entered into her room.

"I have them over here, I'll show you some." She said crossing the room and opening up a trunk. She went through a stack of canvas pulling out ones Harry assumed she thought were good.

"Here are some." She said, sliding them across the dark brown carpeted floor. They were really good, almost lifelike. Some were Ron, there was a few of the twins, Percy, Bill, Charlie, and even one of Professor Dumbledore. They were really, really good.


Ginny, these are . . . are excellent. You capture every element." Harry said. He wasn't being completely honest though, everyone had the same dull facial expression, but because each picture was of a person standing still he figured she drew them from memory.

"Yeah, thanks." She said, and preceded to put the canvas back into her trunk.

"OW!" She screaming, pinching herself, and sending all her canvas across the floor. Harry looked down and saw a patch of wild black hair, he bent down and picked the canvas up. It was him! He looked around, and noticed about three more drawings of himself, all flying. He looked up at Ginny, who was blushing furiously, she spoke very awkwardly,

"Oh ummm, yeah there were a few of you . . flying. Sometimes I watch you fly, you know, when you think your all alone." She didn't know what to say. Harry on the other hand was looking at the drawing, it captured everything perfectly, and even his facial expressions when he was flying.

"Ginny, . . this drawing is, is, is extremely well, I mean it's perfect."

Harry held the painting out for Ginny, but she was looking at the ground. Harry walked over to her and slowly lifted her face up to face him,

:Seriously, it's nothing to be embarrassed of, you draw very well." he said, and then grinned. Ginny's somber face lightened up a bit, and she looked back at Harry.

"Thanks." She muttered, barely paying attention to the words she was using. Her face was still in Harry's hands and he leaned in, their lips millimeters away from eachother's,

"WHY!" Hermione Granger burst into the room, making Harry and Ginny jump back.

"Why what?" Harry asked, but Hermione just walked past him and dropped on the bed, her eyes watering furiously.

A/N Well Actually right now I just wrote the two Harry Ginny chapters in one, but I have decided to split them up and post them as different Chapters. I hope you guys like this fic, it was just a plot bunny gone wrong, like bunnicula. (I never liked that series) I might start my own column, what would you think of that? Well I wont do it until I get my comp fixed cause then I can be sure to deliver the deadlines, but I plan to have mine be about plot, and have sorta of a write-in service where people write in with questions and I answer them.