Ehh sorry my chapters are so short!!! Although I do write chapters faster than some peoples but sorry anyway ill try and make it longer!!! – liv
Harry's stomach woke him up the next morning, grumbling loudly and clearly telling Harry what it wanted. Harry regarded his stomach groggily and fuzzily over the duvet cover. "Shut the hell up," he ordered his stomach naively, as it grumbled louder and feeling emptier than before. Ron rolled over, his copper- hair scuffled up.
"Whaddya want, Harry?" he muttered sleepily. Harry looked over at him, squinting, since he didn't have his glasses on yet. "Ehh, nothing, it's just my stomach …"
"God, Harry get some food in that thing … it's waking everybody up," said Dean, trying to drown under the covers. Harry sat up unhurriedly, and rubbed his glasses on his flannel pajamas. Ron also sat up and start to rub his eyes furiously. "Don't put an eye out, Ron," Harry said while he changed from his flannels to his school robes. Ron was still rubbing as he changed into his robes and Harry manipulated the bathroom assets.
Harry and Ron walked slowly down the stairs to breakfast, recounting last night's battle with Hermione on Ron's part. They met up with Ginny at the portrait hole, who was going to breakfast as well. The three started walking towards the Great Hall, Harry and Ginny talking animatedly and Ron glaring strangely at Harry. As they entered the Great Hall for breakfast, Harry spotted Hermione at the Gryffindor table, and Harry stared her for a second, thinking how pretty she looked. He shook his head, and then wondered what exactly Ron and Hermione were going to act like in front of the whole school, after one of their famous arguments.
He didn't need to worry about being embarrassed, because Ron and Hermione were perfectly civil to each other, very formal, but no arguing whatsoever.
Just be nice, Ron. Breathe. Be. Nice. Ron told himself. Somehow, those robes just look better on Hermione than other girls – WHAT AM I THINKING. Control, Weasley, control. Ron shook his head like Harry did when they first entered the Hall.
Civil. Ignore him at first…aww, his hair looks so cute, all tussled-like…Granger, did you just say what I thought you said? Nah, just too much coffee… Hermione bent over and pretended to be examining her eggs very carefully. Ginny was looking at the three of them knowingly. {A/N ginny is all-knowing in this fic. She knows exactly what is going on at like all times…so when ginny talks or thinks, listen carefully and you'll prolly figure out what's happening/what's going to happen}.
*I wish they would all just talk about this and figure it all out. Its getting monotonous, just watching them flirt and think and crush secretly on each other.* Ginny sat down glumly and cut her kippers into little pieces with the side of her fork for several minutes while Ron and Hermione asked each other questions such as "Well, what's on your schedule for today?" and "How did you sleep last night?" Finally, she just stood up.
"Well, it's been riveting guys, but I have Potions and we all know how much Snape loves it when we're late…" She began to walk away, but not quickly enough to escape Harry's "Hey, Gin, wait up!"
Ginny stopped patiently outside the entrance to the Great Hall. She knew what Harry wanted to talk about, and she wasn't particularly happy to hear about it. She patiently looked at her watch, and tapped the ball of her foot up and down as Harry made his way down the Great Hall to her.
"Um, Gin? Could we uh…" Harry swallowed, suddenly nervous. He ran a dirt-streaked hand through his hair. "Can we go and, um, talk… somewhere…private?" He asked, tensely.
Ginny raised her eyebrows. "Of course we can, Harry…" *He's more uptight about this than I thought he was…*
Harry and Ginny made their way over to a big willow tree by the lake, trying to snag some cool shade that didn't have any … involved … classmates interrupting them. Harry sat down next to Ginny, who was arranging her robes around her on the ground. Harry stretched out his legs and put his hands behind his head; the vision of the relaxed. "Ahh, feels so good to get away from Ron and Hermione's formalness. You know what I mean, Gin?"
Ginny smiled, a real smile. "I completely understand what you're saying, Harry…it's like every time you mention something that is even slightly controversial, they will start to bicker like little 6 year olds." Ginny replied, copying Harry's gesture and putting her hands behind her head. They lay next to each other in silence for awhile.
"It's so obvious that they like each other, don't you think, Harry?" *He He, just put a little pressure on you to confess, Harry dearest…* Ginny smiled evilly to herself as she watched Harry's face register confusion, then understanding and then apprehension, accompanied by a violent blush that made a startling contrast to his dark hair *He looks GOOD when he blushes * Ginny watched Harry's face fixedly as he began to come clean, slowly.
"Well…um…do you really…think that they like each other? Like, are you sure about Hermione?" Harry asked anxiously. Ginny said nothing, still watching his *beautiful * face attentively.
"See, um, cause I kind of wanted to um…ahh screw it Ginny. You know, don't you? You know exactly what I'm going to say, don't you?" Ginny grinned at Harry wickedly.
: she looks quite pretty when she smiles… kind of… evilly…: Harry was now studying Ginny's face as closely as she had been studying his.
"We-ell…I suppose I do, yes," Ginny said, enjoying Harry's intent gaze upon her face. "Well, if you're so smart, why don't YOU tell me what I was coming here to say?" Harry teased her, an easy grin arresting his formerly serious face. "OK," Ginny replied breezily. "You like Hermione. Simple as that. And you wanted to tell me so that you could get me to find out what she felt for you. Although right now I'm getting the idea that you also like somebody besides Hermione, but she isn't as prominent in your life. Now…tell me if I'm right or if I'm wrong." Ginny stared stolidly and slightly unsettling on Harry's stunned, mortified face.
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Heeeey guys how ya doing? I just couldn't stay away from writing more on this story….i KNOW it doesn't have that much Ron and Hermione in it yet, but I PROMISE PROMISE PROMISE THAT THERE WILL BE H/R ACTION IN THE NEXT CHAPPIE!!!!!!!! I PROMISE!!!!!! L … J this guy I wanted to go out with broke up with his g.f. YES sry personal life info that you don't need to know…anyway, best wishes to all my readers, ill write more tomorrow~~~liv