Over the Rainbow
Disclaimer: I own nothing related to Harry, I barely own a pair of shoes!
(my first harry/ginny fic, inspired by the true events as told by Moe, go read her fics! This is dedicated to her, and all of us out there whose dreams seem out of reach) ;)
There was a lot of things about Ginny Weasley that made her feel different. For one, she had outrageously red hair, freckles she couldn't seem to grow out of, and robes that barely tickled her ankles. To add to it even more, she was always shadowed by her six older brothers, and completely looked over by the boys at school.
But there was only one that mattered to her, and she had cared about him since the moment she saw him, ready to board the Hogwarts Express for the first time six years ago.
And he was Harry Potter, now in his seventh and final year at school. He had saved her life when she was only eleven, and he was embarrassed by her Valentine she had sent him earlier that year. Now that she thought of it, sending a dwarf after him with a harp wasn't that great of an idea.
Ron and Hermione had always had a thing for each other, and now, when they weren't arguing, their tongues were down each other's throats. And when she thought about Harry's girlfriend, her stomach tied up in knots.
It was none other than Cho Chang, beautiful, popular, and an excellent athelete.
Everything, Ginny thought miserably, she wasn't.
When Cho had graduated two years, she returned to Hogwarts to referee Quidditch matches, and be close to Harry.
Ginny was on her way back from the library; as the intense course load the sixth years had been given was starting to make Ginny feel a little too much like Hermione. But she could never be as bossy or straight forward like Hermione was. Ginny was quiet, and shy. She stumbled over a branch that lay carelessly in her path, and fell, her books going every which way. She quickly gathered them up, and stepped backwards into someone's chest. And a not too scrawny chest, either. Feeling her heart in her throat, she turned around and saw none other than Harry, dressed in his Quidditch robes, and carrying his broomstick. He had probably come from Quidditch practice, and he wore a smile on his handsome face, his emerald eyes shining.
Ginny felt like she could die right then and there. She shuddered on the spot. "I am so sorry! I am so, so, so, so, so sorry, I didn't see you there!"
Harry smiled, and bent down to retrieve her Quill she had dropped. "It's ok, it's ok, I didn't see you either." He handed her the Quill, and Ginny took it with a trembling hand.
There was a pause.
"Are you on your way back to the castle?" he asked.
Ginny, unable to speak, because of her utter embarasment, nodded.
He grinned. "Great, I'll walk you."
Ginny felt her pulse quicken, and they turned in the direction of the castle.
"Do you have a lot of work this semester?" he asked, nodding to the books. "You look like Hermione."
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, it's a lot." She said.
There was another pause as they walked.
Say something, her brain scolded her.
"So…" Ginny started. "How… how is Quidditch going?"
Harry grinned again. "Great. Having Cho help out has been remarkable."
Ginny frowned at the sound of her name.
"Are you going to come to my game on Saturday?" he asked. "It's against Ravenclaw."
Ginny smiled. Was he actually inviting her? Did it really matter to him whether she was there or not?
"By that smile, I guess so," he said.
Ginny, blushing furiously gave a little smile. "Yes, yes, I'll come."
His grin didn't falter once. "Great. Maybe if Ron and Hermione can pull themselves apart long enough to walk out to the Pitch, they'll come too."
Ginny giggled.
Harry stopped in front of the stone steps that lead into the castle.
"Aren't you coming in?" she asked.
"I'm meeting Cho out here," he said.
She hoped he didn't see the dissapoint in her face, or hear it in her voice. "Oh."
"It was great talking to you again," he said quickly.
"Yeah, you too," she called as she turned to leave.
"Harry!"
Cho had arrived on the scene. Ginny didn't turn around when she heard them kiss, and she hurried into the castle.