Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, it all belongs to J.K. Rowling.
To my nice, kind, and wonderful reviewers:
SeaS:
Thank you! I think I will try a Lily & James, but it'll have to be after school gets out cuz I'm too busy as it is.
Bucky:
Thanks for reviewing! Ron notices how weird Harry is acting in this chapter.
Daphne Black:
I read your fics and they were reallly awsesome! Keep up the good work! Thanks for reading my story!!
la2ur2a:
Thanks! I read the next chapter of your story & I really liked it. Good job!
Julephenia:
Hehe. That's ok. The part I read was still very well writen. Thank you so much for all of your support!
Chapter 5
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Harry was amazed at how quickly two weeks passed by. He was glad that Ginny had decided not to tell her parents about his
dream, the Weasley's had enough to worry about with both Harry and Hermione there. Hermione had been at the Weasley's for a week already
and still Ron had made no 'progress' with her whatsoever.
Harry was going up to Ron's room after practicing some Quidditch one day when he heard soft music, and it sounded like it was
coming fom Ginny's room. It was beautiful. After he listened for a moment he recognized it as the Moon Light Sonota. He cracked open her
door to look, and he saw Ginny sitting on a bench in front of an old, worn out piano. Her fingers were moving quickly and gracefully on the
yellow keys. He felt that somehow the music was pulling at his soul, wrapping around him and embracing him. For some reason it made him
think of his parents, of the happy life he could have led, had they lived. When the song ended he was surprised to feel hot tears on his cheeks.
He quickly turned and ran up to Ron's room before Ginny saw him.
When he reached Ron's room, he found Ron laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a far-away look in his eyes. "Probably thinking about
Hermione." Harry thought to himself. He plopped down in a chair by Ron's desk, still thinking about Ginny's song and the way it made him
feel. "I didn't know Ginny could play the piano." He said aloud as he heard another song start, the sound muffled through the wall. Ron nodded.
"Yeah, she can play really well. She's just really shy about it for some reason and doesn't like playing in front of anyone except family. The only
reason she's playing now is because she thinks you're outside playing Quidditch." Harry thought about this for a few minutes, but then seeing
the far-away look on Ron's face again, he decided to change the subject. "You'll have to tell her sometime, you know." He said. This time Ron
didn't act as if he had no clue what Harry was talking about, he just sighed. Harry took this as a good sign. "Why don't you just tell her?" He
asked. Ron looked away from the ceiling and right into Harry's eyes. "Why don't you?" Ron asked. Harry was confused. "Me tell Hermione that
you like her?"He asked. "No, no, tell whoever you like that you like her." He said matter-of-factly. This took Harry by surprise. "What? Who?
How do you know?" He asked all at once. Ron laughed at his best friend. "You're even worse than me!" He laughed. "Who is it, harry? I know
you like someone. I can tell by the way you stare off into space when you think no one's looking. I just don't know who it is. Come on, I'm your
bloody best friend, you can tell me." He said as he propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes sparkling as he smiled at Harry. Harry blushed.
This conversation wasn't turning out like he had planned. They were supposed to be talking about Ron's love life, not his. Ron
laughed again. "Is it Lavender? Parvati? Come on, tell me!" "I'm not going to tell you." Harry said firmly. And he meant it, too. Ron frowned.
"Why not? I won't tell anyone." Harry sighed. "It's just, I mean, I'm not exactly sure how you'll take it." He said hesitantly. He was afraid Ron
might not like the idea of his best friend 'fancying' his little sister. Ron looked really confused, now. Suddenly Harry got an idea. "If I tell you
who I like, will you tell Hermione how you feel about her?" He asked, a sly grin spreading across his face. Ron looked surprised at first, but
then looked as if he was actually considering it. "Okay, deal." He said as he reached out and shook Harry's hand. "Now who is it." Harry's smile
disapeared instantly. He really didn't know how Ron would take this. He took a deep breathe. "It's Ginny." He said, sounding like he was
currently undergoing torture. There was a few minutes of silence, during which Ron looked completely shocked, and Harry didn't know how
Ron was taking it because he was staring hard at a piece of dust on the floor.
After the shock had worn off, Ron's reaction was "Woah, say that again?" Harry then looked up at Ron and repeated "Ginny, I like Ginny."
He braced himself against the back of the chair, expecting Ron to lunge at him violently any second now. But much too Harry's surprise, Ron
smiled. And it wasn't a strained smile of a friend trying hard not to hurt a friends feelings, it was a real smile. "Well Harry, I'll admit that that
was very unexpected, but if there's anyone in the world who I want to like my little sister, it's you." Ron laughed at Harry's shocked expression.
Harry smiled then, too. "So when are you going to tell Hermione?" He asked, changing the subject. Ron's smile disapeared immediatly.
*************
It was the day before they were going to leave for Hogwarts, and the entire Weasley family was gathered in the living room in front of a blazing
fire. Fred and George were hard at work on their latest invention, Percy and Mr. Weasley were debating topics about work, Ginny and Hermione
were listening to music on the muggle radio that Hermione had brought, Mrs. Weasley was knitting in an arm chair by the fire, and Ron and
Harry were playing chess. It was all together a very cozy scene. A song came on the radio that apparently Ginny and Hermione liked a lot.
They turned the volume up and both started singing along to it very loudly. Neither one could sing at all, which made it very amusing. "Man,
she's pretty." Harry thought to himself as he watched Ginny. He felt his heart speed up as he watched Ginny sing along to the song, laughing
in between the words. Harry listened to the words of the chorus-
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take, my breathe away.
I can be, your hero.
"That's exactly how I feel about Ginny." Harry thought to himself. He never wanted anything to hurt her, he wanted to stay with her forever
just to make sure that that never happened. He was knocked out of his reverie by Ron yelling "Check mate!" very loudly. Harry sighed as he
studied the chess board. He had never won against Ron, and probably never would.
When the song ended, the girls turned the radio off. Harry nudged Ron in the side, and whispered "Now, tell her now." Ron looked appalled."In
front of everyone?" He asked. Harry rolled his eyes. "No, ask her to go for a walk, then tell her." Ron looked extrememly nervous, so Harry gave
him a quick push, but instead of standing up, Ron just fell of the couch with a loud 'thump!'. Everyone in the room turned and looked at him.
"oops." He muttered as he got back on the couch. "Ron," Harry whispered. "You have to tell her now. Do it!" Ron took a deep breathe, then
cleared his throat. "uuhh..Hermione?" He asked hesitantly. She looked up at him. "uhh..do you wanna maybe....go for a walk, or something?"
He asked nervously. Hermoine turned a deep shade of red and answered "Sure, ok." Then they both stood up and went outside. Once they
were gone, Fred and George both burst out laughing. Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes at them. "Wow Harry," George said between chuckles.
"How did you get him to do that?" Yeah," Fred answered. "He wouldn't blink if I asked him to." Harry just smiled and shrugged, his eyes resting
on Ginny's smiling face.
************
Meanwhile outside, Ron wasn't having near as much fun as Fred and George were. He and Hermione were walking slowly down the
road, serveral feet apart from eachother. After a few minutes Ron felt he could bear the silence no longer. He had to say something. "Hermione,"
He started. She stopped walking and turned to look at him. For a moment he thought he might lose his nerve and suggest that they go back
inside, but then he looked into her eyes, her beautiful hazel eyes, and he knew he had to tell her. Now. Or else it could be too late. "Hermione,
I like you... a lot. I think-I think I even love you." He said softly. He was amazed at how calm and collected his own voice sounded when
his heart was going so fast it felt like it would explode. Hermione smiled, and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you, too." She whispered
into his ear. Ron felt all his nervousness and all his fear fade away as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him.
************
A/N:
Yet another chapter up and finished. Wow, I sound like Dumbledore! ok, anyway, I know this chapter is mainly R/H, but I felt it was necessary
to get this out of the way so that now the rest of the story can be focusing on H/G. The song Ginny and Hermione were singing is where I
got my title from, incase you can't tell. Oh, I'm sorry if there was any confusion in the last chapter, the woman in the nursery was Lily, Harry's
mother. I guess I sould have made it a bit more clear who it was. Please tell me if you think I should try a Lily & James fic or not. I've got some
ideas already but what I need is your support. I'd really appreciate it if you R&R my other fic about the night Lily and James died, too. K, well I
guess that's all for now! Please review!! (pleeeeaaase)
~*Katydid*~
P.S. If you review my fic, I'll R&R yours, as long as it's either G or PG.
To my nice, kind, and wonderful reviewers:
SeaS:
Thank you! I think I will try a Lily & James, but it'll have to be after school gets out cuz I'm too busy as it is.
Bucky:
Thanks for reviewing! Ron notices how weird Harry is acting in this chapter.
Daphne Black:
I read your fics and they were reallly awsesome! Keep up the good work! Thanks for reading my story!!
la2ur2a:
Thanks! I read the next chapter of your story & I really liked it. Good job!
Julephenia:
Hehe. That's ok. The part I read was still very well writen. Thank you so much for all of your support!
Chapter 5
****************
Harry was amazed at how quickly two weeks passed by. He was glad that Ginny had decided not to tell her parents about his
dream, the Weasley's had enough to worry about with both Harry and Hermione there. Hermione had been at the Weasley's for a week already
and still Ron had made no 'progress' with her whatsoever.
Harry was going up to Ron's room after practicing some Quidditch one day when he heard soft music, and it sounded like it was
coming fom Ginny's room. It was beautiful. After he listened for a moment he recognized it as the Moon Light Sonota. He cracked open her
door to look, and he saw Ginny sitting on a bench in front of an old, worn out piano. Her fingers were moving quickly and gracefully on the
yellow keys. He felt that somehow the music was pulling at his soul, wrapping around him and embracing him. For some reason it made him
think of his parents, of the happy life he could have led, had they lived. When the song ended he was surprised to feel hot tears on his cheeks.
He quickly turned and ran up to Ron's room before Ginny saw him.
When he reached Ron's room, he found Ron laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling with a far-away look in his eyes. "Probably thinking about
Hermione." Harry thought to himself. He plopped down in a chair by Ron's desk, still thinking about Ginny's song and the way it made him
feel. "I didn't know Ginny could play the piano." He said aloud as he heard another song start, the sound muffled through the wall. Ron nodded.
"Yeah, she can play really well. She's just really shy about it for some reason and doesn't like playing in front of anyone except family. The only
reason she's playing now is because she thinks you're outside playing Quidditch." Harry thought about this for a few minutes, but then seeing
the far-away look on Ron's face again, he decided to change the subject. "You'll have to tell her sometime, you know." He said. This time Ron
didn't act as if he had no clue what Harry was talking about, he just sighed. Harry took this as a good sign. "Why don't you just tell her?" He
asked. Ron looked away from the ceiling and right into Harry's eyes. "Why don't you?" Ron asked. Harry was confused. "Me tell Hermione that
you like her?"He asked. "No, no, tell whoever you like that you like her." He said matter-of-factly. This took Harry by surprise. "What? Who?
How do you know?" He asked all at once. Ron laughed at his best friend. "You're even worse than me!" He laughed. "Who is it, harry? I know
you like someone. I can tell by the way you stare off into space when you think no one's looking. I just don't know who it is. Come on, I'm your
bloody best friend, you can tell me." He said as he propped himself up on his elbows, his eyes sparkling as he smiled at Harry. Harry blushed.
This conversation wasn't turning out like he had planned. They were supposed to be talking about Ron's love life, not his. Ron
laughed again. "Is it Lavender? Parvati? Come on, tell me!" "I'm not going to tell you." Harry said firmly. And he meant it, too. Ron frowned.
"Why not? I won't tell anyone." Harry sighed. "It's just, I mean, I'm not exactly sure how you'll take it." He said hesitantly. He was afraid Ron
might not like the idea of his best friend 'fancying' his little sister. Ron looked really confused, now. Suddenly Harry got an idea. "If I tell you
who I like, will you tell Hermione how you feel about her?" He asked, a sly grin spreading across his face. Ron looked surprised at first, but
then looked as if he was actually considering it. "Okay, deal." He said as he reached out and shook Harry's hand. "Now who is it." Harry's smile
disapeared instantly. He really didn't know how Ron would take this. He took a deep breathe. "It's Ginny." He said, sounding like he was
currently undergoing torture. There was a few minutes of silence, during which Ron looked completely shocked, and Harry didn't know how
Ron was taking it because he was staring hard at a piece of dust on the floor.
After the shock had worn off, Ron's reaction was "Woah, say that again?" Harry then looked up at Ron and repeated "Ginny, I like Ginny."
He braced himself against the back of the chair, expecting Ron to lunge at him violently any second now. But much too Harry's surprise, Ron
smiled. And it wasn't a strained smile of a friend trying hard not to hurt a friends feelings, it was a real smile. "Well Harry, I'll admit that that
was very unexpected, but if there's anyone in the world who I want to like my little sister, it's you." Ron laughed at Harry's shocked expression.
Harry smiled then, too. "So when are you going to tell Hermione?" He asked, changing the subject. Ron's smile disapeared immediatly.
*************
It was the day before they were going to leave for Hogwarts, and the entire Weasley family was gathered in the living room in front of a blazing
fire. Fred and George were hard at work on their latest invention, Percy and Mr. Weasley were debating topics about work, Ginny and Hermione
were listening to music on the muggle radio that Hermione had brought, Mrs. Weasley was knitting in an arm chair by the fire, and Ron and
Harry were playing chess. It was all together a very cozy scene. A song came on the radio that apparently Ginny and Hermione liked a lot.
They turned the volume up and both started singing along to it very loudly. Neither one could sing at all, which made it very amusing. "Man,
she's pretty." Harry thought to himself as he watched Ginny. He felt his heart speed up as he watched Ginny sing along to the song, laughing
in between the words. Harry listened to the words of the chorus-
I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take, my breathe away.
I can be, your hero.
"That's exactly how I feel about Ginny." Harry thought to himself. He never wanted anything to hurt her, he wanted to stay with her forever
just to make sure that that never happened. He was knocked out of his reverie by Ron yelling "Check mate!" very loudly. Harry sighed as he
studied the chess board. He had never won against Ron, and probably never would.
When the song ended, the girls turned the radio off. Harry nudged Ron in the side, and whispered "Now, tell her now." Ron looked appalled."In
front of everyone?" He asked. Harry rolled his eyes. "No, ask her to go for a walk, then tell her." Ron looked extrememly nervous, so Harry gave
him a quick push, but instead of standing up, Ron just fell of the couch with a loud 'thump!'. Everyone in the room turned and looked at him.
"oops." He muttered as he got back on the couch. "Ron," Harry whispered. "You have to tell her now. Do it!" Ron took a deep breathe, then
cleared his throat. "uuhh..Hermione?" He asked hesitantly. She looked up at him. "uhh..do you wanna maybe....go for a walk, or something?"
He asked nervously. Hermoine turned a deep shade of red and answered "Sure, ok." Then they both stood up and went outside. Once they
were gone, Fred and George both burst out laughing. Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes at them. "Wow Harry," George said between chuckles.
"How did you get him to do that?" Yeah," Fred answered. "He wouldn't blink if I asked him to." Harry just smiled and shrugged, his eyes resting
on Ginny's smiling face.
************
Meanwhile outside, Ron wasn't having near as much fun as Fred and George were. He and Hermione were walking slowly down the
road, serveral feet apart from eachother. After a few minutes Ron felt he could bear the silence no longer. He had to say something. "Hermione,"
He started. She stopped walking and turned to look at him. For a moment he thought he might lose his nerve and suggest that they go back
inside, but then he looked into her eyes, her beautiful hazel eyes, and he knew he had to tell her. Now. Or else it could be too late. "Hermione,
I like you... a lot. I think-I think I even love you." He said softly. He was amazed at how calm and collected his own voice sounded when
his heart was going so fast it felt like it would explode. Hermione smiled, and threw her arms around his neck. "I love you, too." She whispered
into his ear. Ron felt all his nervousness and all his fear fade away as he wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him.
************
A/N:
Yet another chapter up and finished. Wow, I sound like Dumbledore! ok, anyway, I know this chapter is mainly R/H, but I felt it was necessary
to get this out of the way so that now the rest of the story can be focusing on H/G. The song Ginny and Hermione were singing is where I
got my title from, incase you can't tell. Oh, I'm sorry if there was any confusion in the last chapter, the woman in the nursery was Lily, Harry's
mother. I guess I sould have made it a bit more clear who it was. Please tell me if you think I should try a Lily & James fic or not. I've got some
ideas already but what I need is your support. I'd really appreciate it if you R&R my other fic about the night Lily and James died, too. K, well I
guess that's all for now! Please review!! (pleeeeaaase)
~*Katydid*~
P.S. If you review my fic, I'll R&R yours, as long as it's either G or PG.