Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, J.K. Rowling does.

A/N : Ok this is just a little story to clear a bit of writers block that I have, I hope this works! From Ginny's POV, but it might be Harry's sometimes, now that I think of it. Don't worry I'll let you know if the POV switches.

I was sitting there, next to him, he has his arm around me. I look up into those beautiful green eyes, only to hear someone else yelling my name.

"Leave me alone!" I yell to the person, but my voice sounds strangely throaty, and suddenly...

"DAMMIT *(Snore)* RON!" I screamed as I woke up, realizing that he has put a snoring hex on me. I kept snoring although I was fully awake, and search the room for my wand. "RON! WHERE *snore* DID YOU *snore* PUT IT?" Wonderful, I thought, he probably hid it somewhere really obnoxious so that everyone could hear my snoring when I went to get it. I have to remember to talk to Fred and George about getting him back. Ron can be so thick sometimes. He doesn't realize that I'm the worlds best practical jokers favorite sibling.

*snore* "RON!*snore* YOU *snore* JUST *snore* WAIT *snore* WHEN *snore* I GET *snore* MY WAND *snore* BACK *snore* I'M GOING *snore* TO- UGH!" I stopped yelling, realizing I was snoring so much no one would understand a word of it. "O well I'll have to go look for my wand around the house. I bet it's on the roof, that's where he has been hiding things since he was three. Once again, not to bright of a brother I have." I snickered at this thought.

Out in the back yard I looked up onto the roof, I thought I saw it up there, but I had to climb up that big tree to be sure. I climbed it easily, I've had years of practice. Sure enough, I got my wand and performed the counter curse on myself. Blessed silence fills my ears. Now all I had to worry about is the dreadful relapse this spell always creates, In a few hours I knew I'd start snoring again, worse than ever, and it will go on for almost an hour.

Suddenly a horrible thought struck me, Harry Potter was arriving that day, in fact he should be here any minute. "Stop it Ginny, you don't like him anymore" I said out loud to myself. True, we were ok friends last year, and we fought death eaters together, but I knew I would always be his best friends little sister. "You don't care!" I told myself, but I don't believe it. "And now your talking to yourself," I continued. "Perfect, Wonderful." But the thought of Harry hearing my snoring relapse wasn't a pleasant one.

I searched Ron out to perform a spell that causes intense acne, and the best part, growth spurts in the ears, spurts of hair that is. Oh yeah, I also like it because there is no counter curse, you just have to wait for it to leave on its own. I saw him and come at him with my wand raised.

"Hello, Ronikinns" I said sweetly, with a bright smile. He knows I'm not that sweet, and was suddenly suspicious. He has a good reason to be, but I don't leave him in suspense about what I was going to do. See? I'm nice.

"Ginny, my favorite sister, why don't you just put that wand down and-"

"Acoricia!" I cried, leaving him dumbfounded, trying to figure out what I had done. I ran up to my room, hoping to get there before he realized.

"GINNY! You git!" Apparently he figured it out. I sprinted the last few steps to my room and warded myself in.

"So there!" I exclaimed happily, I aimed the comment at Ron, but realized I was talking to myself again. "Your going crazy Ginny, no more talking to yourself!" I rolled my eyes and begin to get ready for Harry, my Harry. I was revolted with myself, I couldn't believe I had just thought that.

Harry had just got here, my mum was yelling for me to come down. I took one last look in the mirror, and then decided that this was very shallow of me and resolved not to look in the mirror again that day. It had taken me a long time to get ready. First I had tried to look as cute as possible, but then decided that this wouldn't help the fact that I'm Ron's little sister in Harry's eyes. So I tried to look older by wearing a low cut shirt and a skirt. I had also put on lots of beauty charms, and tried the "Make up" Hermione had sent me. Yeah, I don't know, it's some muggle thing. I didn't look to bad, but I thought it might be odd, since I barely ever dressed like that. Eventually I decided it didn't matter what I looked like, because no one would notice anyway. So I just dressed normally.

As I come into the kitchen I saw him, the boy of my desires. "Shut up Ginny!" I Silently commanded myself.

"Hey Harry, how has your summer been?" I asked nonchalantly. Pretty good, I must say, I didn't sound like a girl who is completely infatuated with him.

"Ah, you know, it's alright, I'm betting it will get better now!"

"Sure thing mate!" Ron popped into the room and I started laughing hysterically. His whole face was red and blistery. His ears, well, they could be compared to Hermione's hair in pigtails. Harry was laughing too. I MADE HIM LAUGH! In between gasps of laughter I told him what happened. Than, to my horror, a snore escaped me. "OH, your so stupid Ginny! How could you forget the relapse?" I angrily thought to myself. Harry was looking at me strangely, I ran out of the room in fury and didn't stop until I was securely there. Only then did I let myself cry.

I wished so hard Fred and George were there, they are funny and all, but surprisingly they are great listeners, and I can talk to them about, well, anything. Wow, I had stopped snoring, had that much time gone by? Not that it matters, I'm sure they heard me all the way in America.

I got up to see my reflection in the mirror, but then reminded my self of the promise I had made earlier. Instead I walked outside into my garden. It was a little fenced off area, inside I had planted flowers, and there were two big trees. In one was my tree house, where I played when I was younger. In the other one was my hiding place. Fred and George had made it for me before leaving home. I climbed into that tree, and up to a certain knot in the wood. I then whispered my password, and a beautiful little tree house appeared that only I could see. I loved this tree house, it was my place, where I was me the best.

I was sitting in there thinking, I heard Ron and Harry's voices below. I immediately listened in on the conversation when I heard my name spoken by Harry.

"Ginny seemed really upset Ron, I wonder why?" Ron sounded a little sheepish when he answered,

"I put a snoring hex on her, she was embarrassed when she started up again right in front of you I reckon." Harry's answer shocked me, and made me laugh.

"Quite honestly, I was so busy laughing at you I barely noticed the snoring." I heard scuffling and realized Ron must have given him a playful shove. The second part of his answer took my breath away. "Maybe I should go find her, I don't want her thinking that I was laughing at her or anything."

"Nah," Ron replied, "she'll get over it."

"Well, maybe I'll find her later." I heard Harry say, as they faded into the house.

What to do now? I asked myself. The answer was obvious, put myself in a place where Harry can find me, but where not to many people will be so he will feel comfortable talking. I decided that I would sit under the stars for a while tonight. I did it often enough that it wouldn't be unusual. I told my parents that I really liked astrology. In truth I sit and think when I'm out there. Or else I just sit and do nothing, let the beautiful night take away my problems. If Harry really wanted to talk to me, he could do it then.

I carefully unfolded a blanket and set it in the middle of the back lawn. I put my pillow on top of it and laid on my back. Staring at the night sky. I chanced a look toward the house. It was Ron's turn to wash dishes, this would leave Harry free to come talk to me. THE DOOR OPENED! Oh it was just mum, sweeping out some dust. I shrugged and closed my eyes. Thinking about Harry, and his perfectness. My thought seemed to have drawn their subject to me, when I opened my eyes he was staring at me.

"Oh, uh I thought you were asleep."

Please don't let me be asleep, I silently prayed, I would die if this wasn't real.

"Nope, I'm wide awake, what are you doing out here?" I hope it sounded like an innocent question. I guess it did, because he looked straight in my eyes and replied,

"I want to talk to you Gin, I haven't had the chance to lately."

HE WANTED TO TALK TO ME! I felt a shiver of excitement. I knew it was stupid, but I couldn't help it.

"Oh," I said, trying to sound like I wanted to talk to him too, but like it wasn't a big deal."Well, that's great, would you like to sit down?" He nodded and I scooted over a little, to make room.

"Er, Ginny? About today. Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." Oh, he sounded so sincere

"I know." He looked at me, surprised. I continued, " I heard you talk to Ron about it today." Now he was confused.

"But, but there was no one around!" He protested smiled mischievously at him.

"I have a secret place in the garden, but I can't tell you more than that." He laughed a little,

"Nothing else?" He pretended to pout, which melted my heart.

"I suppose I could tell you more, but then I would have to kill you." I winked at him. He looked surprised and I realized it might have looked a little seductive. Michael had always said that when I winked at him like that he got the shivers. To my relief he changed the subject.

"Wow, the sky looks very nice like this." I nodded, then realized he was looking up, so he wouldn't see me. To my surprise though, it appeared he had, because he went on. "So you are really into astrology?" I groaned,

"Ugh, lets not talk about school during summer, but no actually. I just come out here to think." He sighed,

"Whenever I just think, Sirius always comes to mind. Oh sorry, I didn't mean to sound like I felt sorry for myself or anything." I felt so bad for him, I turned a little to hug him. This turned out to be very awkward since we were laying down, and I ended up with my head resting on his chest. I was about to move it, when I felt his fingers stroking through my hair. I fell asleep pretty soon after that, but I remember waking up in the middle of the night, realizing that I was still using him as a pillow, while he was using my real one. He had an arm wrapped protectively around me and the other was still on my hair. I smiled and snuggled closer to him, than fell back asleep.

More to come soon, I think. Please review and let me know what you think.