I know that girl. She looked familiar she's changed a little but still recognizable. He thought as he collected himself. He gasped. I know that voice. It's Angelina Johnson. This is definitely getting weird. Maybe a drink of water will help.

Harry went downstairs, but when he got there he realized he was not alone. He heard faint sobbing noises, but it didn't sound like Hermione. Right away he knew who is was. "Er-Ginny? Are you alright?"

"Oh! Harry," She answered surprised." I didn't know anyone else was here." She threw her arms around him. Harry was a bit bewildered by this.

"Gin, how come you're crying?"

"You know Jacob Rogerson from Ravenclaw," she sobbed.

"Yeah, isn't he that guy who has a reputation as a player?"

"Well, I knew that, but I didn't want to believe it. We've been dating all summer, but Ive just got an owl, we've broken up.

"Awww...Ginny you-." he stopped abruptly as he got a closer look at her. He hair had turned auburn and her complexion had paled.

"Harry? Harry? You with me? Ginny smiled through her tears. "You know I used to have a crush on you, but the more I get to know you, the more I think of you as an older brother."

Harry could not help but smile," I was thinking the same thing about you. But in all seriousness about Rogerson just think about the saying...No man is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry."

"I've heard that before," She said softly half to herself." Well we'd better get to bed. Why did you ever come down here anyways?"

"Oh no reason," he answered quickly. They parted their ways both falling into an uneasy sleep.