Disclaimer: *randomly flying* weeee!!!!! Oh yea, it isn't mine. Wheeeeeeee!!!!!

AN: Okay, so I guess I'm back again! Sorry it takes me so long to write these. *dies*

bPale Rider:/b Are you paranoid about OCs or what? Okay, here are my explanations: she has an odd appearance because I really do enjoy stressing how people look and that honestly is how I look. (think colored contacts) The super potion crap is because she's a Slytherin and because she honestly DOES know Lioness Blackfire. And geez, she only verified the effect of ONE potion! It's not like she's going to take over the world or something. And she's speaking japanese because I study it and tend to forget that not every charrie in the world ought to say "ja ne!". ^_^() *looks about* this is a long explanation, isn't it? *shrugs* oh well.

bSpazz Angel and Riot Girl:/b Thankies for giving me slytherinish peeps! Riot, I can prolly set your charrie up w/Malfoy for a bit when he's not dating my charrie. : D

bThe general public:/b I still could use a few more slytherin peoples so review! Review! Review!

By the way, angsty chapter here. Watch out.

**Blue Raspberry**

Chapter Three: Approaching Schooltime

Harry was sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree in Ron's backyard, staring at the sky. His redheaded friend watched him through a window in the back of the kitchen, light blue eyes affecting a concerned appearance. Summer break was nearly over, and Harry was apparently still brooding over the mystery thing he was brooding about before. Ron hadn't made any more moves on him, but, as he was thinking at that very moment in the kitchen,

'He just looks so fragile... I'm afraid to touch him because what if he breaks? He'll be a mess, I won't be much better off, and everybody who cares about him will be... so mad...'

"Ron, what are you doing?" A curious voice asked from behind him, causing him to jump away from the window he had been leaning near.

"Oh, Ginny, it's just you." He breathed out, trying to recover his composure. She marched over to the window and peered out, then turned a somewhat worried-looking gaze in his direction.

"Is it Harry, Ron? You worried about him?"

"Yes, but... he's just been like this all summer and he won't tell me what's wrong!" He pulled at his fiery red hair. "Ugghhh... It's just frustrating, you know? When a friend has you genuinely worried about them and they won't tell you what's going on." He slid down the wall. Ginny knelt next to him.

"Ron, would you like me to go talk to him?" Ron's eyes nearly teared up at his younger sister's suggestion.

"Ginny, would you really do that for me? It would help me so much if you could find something out..." Ginny nodded and Ron threw his arms around her shoulders. "Ohh /i you!" Ginny hugged him back and pushed herself away, straightening her skirt before walking out into her backyard.

"Hey Harry." she greeted as she approached the tree. "Mind if I join you?" Harry shook his head in way of an answer. Ginny sat down next to him, being careful that it was far enough away that it seemed like just a concerned friend and not another person trying to get his 'attention'. "You okay?"

"Hn." He grumbled, not turning his bright green eyes away from the sky. She looked at him then, and he seemed to regain a bit more of what he was and looked at her too.

"Is everything alright?" She asked again, voice close to a whisper. He buried his head in is arms and upturned knees, uttering a deep sigh.

"No, not really."

"Do you..." she picked her words carefully, "...want to tell me what it is?" He just hugged his knees tighter, and sighed again.

"Are you going to..." he lifted his head and faced her, catching her purplyblue eyes seriously. "Promise me you won't tell Ron." Ginny was somewhat surprised at that request and paused for a long moment before replying.

"I promise." she said, keeping his eyes locked with hers as she spoke. Harry sighed heavily and looked at the grass.

"It's not something I'm particularily proud of..." he mumbled, barely audible. "And are you sure you won't get..." he looked at her again, searching this time. "...weirded out?" Ginny nodded, feeling a bit uncertain. "I may as well just say it then." he took a deep breath. "I... I like..." Ginny's eyes widened a bit.

"You like Ron, don't you?" Harry's face fell and he nodded glumly. "Oh you poor dear..." she said, and extended an arm toward him, placing it comfortingly about his shoulders.

"Ginny, what 'm I going to do? He dosen't like me that way. Hell, he probably isn't even like that!"

"I'm not sure about that..." Ginny began, choosing her words carefully once again, "But I know he's worried about you, and maybe..." he caught a mischevious gleam in her eyes that reminded him of the twins, "...just maybe if you don't mention it's him, and you ask him about it, he'll give you some advice." She grinned as the excited, happy spark in his eyes returned. Suddenly he gripped her in a firm hug, and said,

"Thanks Ginny. I owe you one."

AN: Okay so that was REALLY SHORT. *shrugs* It's titled "approaching schooltime" and the next logical thing in sequence is the trainride, so...

tune in soon for the next chapter of Blue Raspberry! I might put in a randomly-picked slytherin person or two next chappie! So keep reviewing and seeya soon!