Prelude
Ginny dumped her books as far as she could from Harry Potter in the crowded Gryffindor common room.
"Over here, Colin," she called. Her best friend, Colin Creevey, came rushing over, carrying a large pile of heavy-looking books.
He sat down, looking slightly confused. "Ginny, why'd you choose to-"
She scowled at him.
"-oh, never mind..." He looked away, blushing slightly. Ginny sighed, and picked up her very battered copy of One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi.
It was no use: no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't forget the look in Harry's eyes whenever he glanced at Cho Chang. She closed her eyes, but that made it worse - he sprang into her mind immediately, his emerald-green eyes shining. It's not fair. Why won't he look at me that way?
With a sigh, she put her Herbology homework to one side. It was too hard, she just couldn't concentrate with him in the same room as her, no matter how far away he was. If she could see him - The beginnings of tears prickled in her eyes, and she wiped them away angrily.
"Ginny?" asked Colin. "Ginny? Are you okay?"
She half-shook her head, then nodded. "Do you mind working in the library? It's just I can't concentrate in here."
Or anywhere I can see Harry Potter, she added to herself.