::A.N.:: I know that my story has totally been taken over by drama by now, but I will try to find a way to make it more funny.

Harry watched Ginny cry on her bed through her room's slightly opened door.  He felt nothing but sympathy for her.  He wanted nothing more than to sit right next to her, comfort her, be there for her, but he knew she needed to be alone.

            "Watching Ginny, Harry?" Ron asked, looking at the same view as his friend.

            "Yeah, I was just wondering if I should go talk to her," Harry answered back, still staring at Ginny.

            "Oh, go on, mate.  Just talk to her," Ron said, pushing Harry into Ginny's room.  Harry entered the room, looking back at Ron, who was still standing by the door, spying on the two of them.  Ginny looked up quickly.

            "Ugh, don't you ever knock?  It isn't that hard!" Ginny said, heatedly.

            "Well, you don't have to tell me how to do it.  You're brother already taught me," Harry said, hearing Ron snigger at the doorway.

            "Harry, you didn't have to save me down there, you know?  I know exactly where the front door to my house is; I can find it by myself, thanks.  I am sixteen years old and capable of watching over myself," Ginny said bitterly.  Ron made a look that sorta said OUCH.  Then, he walked away, knowing his best friend and sister needed their privacy.

            "Look, I was just worried about you, Ginny, that's all.  And I felt bad that I let you go off.  I saw how worried you whole family was, I had to find you," said Harry.

            "Are we trying to be a hero again?  Are we trying to be noble, Harry?"

            "No, it's not that way, Gin.  I felt bad.  And I didn't want you to run of with Malfoy.  He has done nothing but criticize everyone in this house from the day he met each of us.  I didn't want you tangling with him; he would've affected you in some way.  But seeing the way you're talking to me, I guess he already has."

            "What's that supposed to mean?" Ginny said, looking up at Harry, the tears still falling from her eyes.

            "Malfoy has turned you against me.  After only ten minutes with him, you're giving me an attitude.  And not only me, you're giving an attitude with your parents as well," Harry said, harshly.

            "I wasn't even with Malfoy for the whole ten minutes," Ginny said, her head back down.

            "What?" asked Harry, his breathing a little calmer.

            "He found me jumping out my window and told me I wasn't worth his time.  H—he—he told me that he had decided he fancied Pansy Parkinson more.  And then he said he never liked me at all, that it was all just a joke.  He told me he'd never like a Weasley," Ginny said, her voice shaky.

            "He really said that?" Harry asked, sitting down on Ginny's bed beside her, putting his arm around her shoulder.

            "Yes, he did.  And it really hurt.  I thought, with all the sweet, little letters he wrote to me, he was changed.  But I guess I was wrong.  I am so stupid for every believing what he said was true," Ginny said, eyes still on the floor.

            "Oh, Gin, I am sorry," Harry sympathetically said, holding her tighter.

            "What are you sorry for?  I am the one who should apologize.  I mean, I insulted you when you were only trying to comfort me, I made you shout at me.  I am so sorry, Harry," Ginny said, looking up at Harry with her very red eyes.

            "It's all right, Ginny.  I forgive you."

            "No, you don't forgive me.  You're just telling me that to spare me more anguish.  You just probably hate me now."

            "No, I don't.  I really forgive you because I love you," Harry said quickly, not even realizing what he said.

            "You what?" Ginny asked suddenly surprised.  Then Harry realized what he had said.

            "I—er—I—I," he stuttered at first.  Then, he knew he had to say what he felt before Ginny might go away again.  "I love you, Ginny Weasley.  I didn't realize that since you walked out the window to see Draco."

            "Harry, I have never felt any more better this whole night," Ginny said as she hugged Harry. 

Then, out of the blue, she inched her face closer to Harry's, hoping he wouldn't pull away.  And he didn't.  He kept his arms around Ginny and helped her out by bringing his face closer to hers.  Then, their lips met.  They were lost in the moment for two minutes when…

"Did I interrupt something?" Ron asked as he swung the door open.  He was joined with Hermione.  Harry and Ginny broke their contact.

"RON!  COULDN'T YOU HAVE KNOCKED FIRST?!" Ginny shouted as she jumped up, ready to hurt her brother.  But Harry held her back.

"Sorry, Ginny.  We just wanted to see what you guys were doing.  We were eavesdropping, actually, Ron was.  I was just reading my book, listening to some parts. But he heard the two of you talking and we both got worried when you two stopped, so we thought we should check on you both," Hermione said in a bit of a rush.

            "Well, it's all right, Hermione.  Just as long as the two of you know how to knock some time in the future," Ginny said gently.

            "Does this mean the two of you are a couple now?" Ron asked.  Ginny and Harry looked at each other, looking for the answer to that question in each other.  Harry then found something to answer with.

            "Are you and Hermione a couple?" he asked as Ron and Hermione looked at each other for a brief second.

            "Yes," Ron said without a trace of embarrassment in his voice or bodily expression.

            "Yes, we are," Ginny said, joining the conversation.

            "We are?" Harry asked her.

            "Yes, we are a couple," repeated Ginny, reaching for Harry's hand.

            "So I guess this means Percy has to bore Malfoy to death.  I believe he still has that book on famous prefects and what they doing now," Ron said, breaking the moment.

            "What?" the three others asked.

            "Remember when all my brothers and I vowed to protect Ginny if the boy she dated was bad," Ron started.

            "Yeah."

            "Well, we have to use the worse weapon…Percy," Ron said as they all laughed.

            "Mum, dad, I am sorry I disobeyed you both tonight.  I should've listen to you when you said Draco Malfoy was exactly like his father and will never change.  And I should've not disrespect you both by talking back and sneaking off.  I hope the two of you can find it in your hearts to forgive me," Ginny apologized to her parents after her moment with Harry.

            Mr. Weasley looked as if he had more than 'I forgive you' to speak, but Mrs. Weasley patted him on the back and said, "We forgive you dear, but please never do it again.  I wouldn't want to lose my trust in you."  Mr. Weasley shook his head in agreement.

            "I don't either," Ginny said back.

            "Now go upstairs, dear.  You need some rest."

            "Good night, mummy.  Good night, daddy," Ginny sweetly said, hugging both her parents.

            "What's changed her attitude?" Mr. Weasley asked.

            "I don't know.  Just be glad she still loves us," Mrs. Weasley replied, holding her husband.

            "What changed their attitude?" Ginny asked Ron as she met him at the top of the stairs.

            "I don't know.  Just be glad they didn't kill you," Ron answered back as they headed for their rooms.

That isn't all.  There's at least one more chapter to this story.  I hoped you all liked it so far.