A/N: Hi, it's Clare! Aren't I writing a variety of stories? Anyway, this one is going to be hard, as I'm, as I said before, no J K Rowling. Also, I can't write beginnings! Anyway, here goes…
Chapter 1
Harry was in his bedroom at number 4, Privet Drive. It was nearly midnight and that meant that it was nearly his birthday too! 5 seconds…4…3…2…1!
"Happy Birthday Harry" he said to himself, thinking that no one else would say it to him.
There was a tap at the window, *tap tap* Harry spun around to see a familiar car at the window. He ran over and opened the window to see what was going on.
"Ron! Ginny! You lot, what's going on? Why are you here?" Asked Harry bewildered.
"We've come to pick you up for your birthday treat, dear" answered Mrs Weasley.
"Mrs Weasley, You're here too!"
"Yes dear, now collect you're stuff and get in the car, I've posted a note, telling your aunt and Uncle where you are, through your letter box"
Harry collected his few belongings, grabbed Hedwig and her cage and jumped into the car! The car set off.
"So, where are we going?" asked Harry
"Well, first, we're going back to the burrow, to get some sleep and then we're going to have a little party, Oh, and Hermione's coming tomorrow too!" said Ron grinning at the thought of seeing Hermione.
"Brilliant!" said Harry, his eyes sparkling.
Harry looked over at Ginny and met her gaze. She looked away instantly and blushed furiously.
"If only she knew how I felt, then things would be different," he thought.
"Ron, I need to talk to you when we get home, I'm really embarrassed" whispered Harry in Ron's ear.
"Me too, It's about Hermione" Ron whispered back
Harry always thought Ron fancied Hermione and now his suspicions would be proven right. It would be harder for Harry to tell Ron, because he couldn't just say "I'm in love with your sister" could he?
The car stopped outside the burrow and everyone piled out. Fred and George helped carry out Harry's stuff while Harry and Ron ran up to Ron's room.
It was exactly as Harry remembered, Painted orange with lots of "The Chudley Cannons" posters on every space on the wall.
"Harry, what am I going to do? I really like Hermione, and I don't know whether to tell her or not, or how to tell her if I should!" said Ron desperately.
"Um, well, I kind of feel the same way about…" Harry blushed.
"About…" asked Ron curiously.
"Ginny" Harry looked away, blushing a whole lot more.
"Ginny?! Eww…sorry but…"
"Hey, I didn't laugh at you liking Hermione"
"Ok then, I guess it was a little bit mean of me. What are we going to do?"
"I think I'm going to tell Ginny tomorrow, and you can tell Hermione in the morning too…if you want" said Harry, still very embarrassed.
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Ginny gasped and fell on her knees in amazement. Harry Potter, the boy who she's liked for, like, forever, liked her. She put her ear against Ron's door again, they'd stopped talking and, she presumed, were sleeping, but she couldn't sleep. Not when she'd had the best news she'd had in…years! She walked back to her room and lay on her bed, for what seemed like hours, but was probably only half!
She suddenly became incredibly thirsty and crept down the stairs. She slowly tiptoed to the kitchen and squealed as she bumped into someone in the doorway. She scrabbled for the light switch and suddenly, there was light surrounding her and Harry!
"Gosh, Harry, you scared me!" squeaked Ginny; staring at the boy she loved so much.
"I know, I can tell!" he said looking at her shaking little body. "Aww, you look cold! Want my dressing gown?" he gestured to his dressing gown.
Ginny took the dressing gown from Harry thankfully.
"Gosh, it even smells like him," thought Ginny.
"Look Harry, there's something I need to tell you. I heard you and Ron talking and I feel exactly the same way too!" whispered Ginny, looking extremely embarrassed.
"You do?" asked Harry smiling curiously.
"Yes" she gave Harry a hug.
They stood there in their embrace for ages. And finally they left to go back to sleep.
"Goodnight Ginny" said Harry softly as they stood on the landing.
" 'Night Harry" answered Ginny and kissed him good night.