Chapter 3: Finding Ginny

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When I woke up the next morning, I had almost forgotten my newly formed plans. Almost. I was shot back into reality by Ron's loud snores next to my bed.

That's right. I was still mad at them.

I wonder slightly if I was just being paranoid and if I should just drop it. But then I remembered Ron and Hermione and how they seemed so distant from me lately. No wonder why.

I threw my bed covers off and stepped onto the cold floor. I would have to confront Ginny today if I was to go through with my scheme.

The thought of going up to Ginny Weasley and asking her to do what I was going to was slightly sickening. I think being around Draco Malfoy has really disformed me. Big time.

I changed out of my clothes quickly and descended down to the Common Room. I hoped to find Ginny there. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, however, I was disappointed to find it empty of all but the Creevey brothers.

Alas, the fates were not on my side so far.

I cursed as I tripped over a rucksack. The fates were really not on my side so far!

Shrugging it off, I regained whatever dignity I had left as I headed out of the Common Room. Outside, it was quite and still. I guess it was too early for all the lazy Hogwarts students to drag themselves out of their warm, wonderful, comfortable beds that I wished I was in at this very moment....

I knew, however, that I couldn't go back and sleep. I had to find Ginny Weasley and fill her in on my evil plan. Well, somewhat evil anyway. Whatever. I knew Ginny got up early to go and work in the library. A trait a think she picked up from Hermione.

As I drew closer to the library, I wanted to turn back. I thought of what I had seen last time I went looking for a Weasley. I was in no mood at all to find Ginny with her boyfriend Dean. No mood at all.

The library doors swung open with a agonizingly loud creak. I had hoped not to draw attention.

Geez!

I walked in quickly, ignoring the glare Madame Pince shot me. No one was in sight, and at first I thought maybe it was too early even for Ginny.

I was about to give up when I saw her. Ginny was visible through a bookshelf filled with love potion books. Her red hair that had become such a Weasley trademark gave her away.

"Hey Ginny," I called, rushing over to her.

Ginny jumped into the air. Obviously, she hadn't realized I was coming at her. She looked around at me and then calmed down a bit.

"Oh, Harry," Ginny said, picked up a book she had dropped in her three second fright. "I thought you were Malfoy."

I raised my eyebrow questionably at her. "Malfoy? Why? Is he doing something to you?"

"No, no, I don't think so. I hexed him yesterday and well... oh never mind! What do you want?"

So much for friendly chit-chat.

"I need your help, Gin," I said. I could feel my face start to burn.

Ginny looked confused. "Me? What do you need me to do?"

I realized now how stupid this sounded. I wished I had just stayed in bed and minded my own business. Why should I care what my two best friends were doing and not telling me?

"Well, you see..." I started. This was going badly so far. Great. "I found out yesterday that Ron and Hermione were ah... well they're...ah..."

"Together?" Ginny asked simply. She didn't look at all surprised.

"Yeah," I said dully. "How did you kn-" I said, being cut off, as I so often was by girls.

"I didn't. You just told me." Ginny looked quite pleased. "Besides, Ron talks about Hermione in his sleep. So what does this have to do with me?"

"Well, I wanted you to help me. I'm rather peeved with them and I want-"

"To get revenge?" Ginny finished. I considered snapping at her for interrupting me but figured it too risky.

"Yes. I was thinking we could find a way to make Ron and Hermione confess." I said this quickly so I wouldn't be stopped again by Ginny.

Ginny looked at me as if I were barking mad. "Are you serious?" she asked, running a hand through her long red hair.

"Yes," I said. I was ready for the dumping part of this conversation but I was met with silence.

"All right," Ginny said, and she gave me a grin. I hadn't thought anyone was as crazy as I was.

Apparently I was wrong.

"So how are we going to do this?" Ginny asked. I stopped. I hadn't figured that part out quite yet.

I shrugged.

Ginny rolled her eyes at me in a 'men!' sort of way.

Then she gave me the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. I was transfixed. Wow...

"Don't worry Harry," Ginny said, taking my hand and dragging me toward the doors, "I have an idea."

**** "Are you sure this is a good idea, Gin?" I asked Ginny for the hundredth time that day.

We were hiding in the entrance hall with clear view inside the great hall. I had a very, very, very, very bad feeling about this.

"Of course I am," Ginny said, waving her hands at me. "This will work. All you have to do is go and flirt with Hermione."

I gulped. When I had said I wanted revenge, I hadn't realized it would entail flirting with one friend. This would probably lead to Ron challenging me to a wizards' duel and one of us dying.

Great. Just great.

"Don't forget to give her your charming/innocent smile."

"My what?" I asked distractedly. "What the hell is that?"

"You know. The one you flash at all the girls. You used it on me in my first year."

What the hell was she talking about? I didn't have time to ask though because Ginny was suddenly pushing me out into the hall.

"Go!" Ginny mouthed silently.

I cursed under my breath and walked slowly into the Great Hall. This was going to be hard. No one could get through to Hermione. Well, Ron I suppose. But certainly not me!

I spotted Ron and Hermione sitting next to each other, talking heatedly. I cleared my throat and sat down across from Hermione.

"Hey guys," I said in an usually high voice. Clearing my throat again, I said in a cooler voice,

"You're looking beautiful as usual Hermione."

Hermione's eyes shot up at me. "Thanks," she said, sounding a bit off and confused. "I guess."

This day wasn't going well. Again.

I searched for something flirty to say. Nothing came to mind. I wasn't capable of flirting with my best friend.

"So," I said slowly and softly. "Hermione? I was wondering..."

Hermione looked up from her Daily Prophet again. "What?" she said, flicking a crumb of toast off her sleeve.

"I was just wondering... Do you want to go to Hogsmead with me?"

That was it. I can't believe it. This was insane. I didn't know what I was going to do if she said yes. She wouldn't... would she?

"Oh, I'd love too Harry, really," Hermione said, looking back down at her newspaper, unfazed.

"But I'm doing something then."

All the while, Ron's ears were getting redder and redder. Hermione, however, was still quite unfazed.

"Oh. Okay," I said, rather relieved. Ginny was going to kill me.

I tried to eat but couldn't. I knew Ginny was waiting to hear if something had happened. I also knew I should have tried harder to flirt with Hermione. This was the stupidest thing to have done. It didn't even make sense!

When I got into the entrance hall, Ginny pulled me by the tie over to her.

"Well?" she demanded as I started choking. "Oh." She let go of the tie and patted it down. "What happened?"

I told her what happened and she sighed sadly.

"Harry?"

"What, Gin?"

"You don't know how to flirt and get Ron mad."

"No kidding!"

"Harry?"

"What, Ginny?!"

"I know how to get them to confess."

By this time I was going insane.

"Oh yeah?" I said, feeling very peeved. "How?"

"Get to Ron."

"And how do I do that, hmm?" I asked feeling my patience slipping away.

"Let Ron see you and I together," Ginny said, picking at her fingernails.

"What do you mean, 'let Ron see you and I together?'" I asked, feeling even more confused than Neville did in potions class. And that was saying something!

Ginny looked at me as if I were a very young child.

"Harry," Ginny said, speaking slowly and clearly, "we need to go out together and make Ron mad. Keep it secret but make sure he sees, you know."

Ginny Weasley is barking mad.....I think it might just work, though.

A/N: Sorry this took so long to update. Tell me if you like where this plot is going. Thanks to all my wonderful reviewers!