Ginny found herself on the ground of Hogwarts, looking around at the many groups of students walking from class to class.
After they had graduated, Dumbledore allowed Harry, Hermione, Ron (and all of the Weasley family) to apparate to Hogwarts.
She walked through the large castle, smiling at a few students as she entered the familar grey library. She went to the very
back corner, where Hermione's office was tucked away at; next to the Restricted section. On the door, it was painted
"Hermione Granger, Hogwarts Librarian and Historian" She looked through the glass panel, but Hermione was not there.
"Hello, Miss Weasely." Dean Thomas said, walking next to her. "Hermione hasn't been here today, if your looking
for her." Ginny blushed, remembering the long period of dating she and Dean had shared back when she was a student. He was
now Hermione's assistant, handling paperwork and delivering messages to whoever needed them.
"Hello, Owl." Ginny said, using the nickname she had given him specifically for his job. "Alright, she said she would meet
me here though." Ginny said, scratching an itch on the back of her neck.
"Well, I could always keep you company." Dean said, a obvious sparkle in his eyes. Ginny shook her head, divirting her eyes.
"Actually, Dean, we needed to talk about women's things." Ginny said, hoping to make Dean uninterested.
"Hmm, boys, gossip and PMS; just like old times, eh?" Dean said chuckling, causing Ginny to turn red and punch him in the side.
"Shut it, Owl." She said, starting to softly chuckle. "I better go." She took two steps before her arm was restrained. She
looked behind her and found Dean looking at her the way he used to, his soft blue eyes staring at her, still lovesick.
"Maybe we could go do something tonight, the theater's showing a lovely film at Hogsmeade, or we could" Ginny shook her head,
sadly.
"I can't, Dean. I have plans." His head drooped sadly, and a sharp pain went through Ginny's heart like a dagger. It was the
same feeling she felt as when she broke up with him, because of her feelings for Harry. She thought back to that night in the
common room, they both sat in front of the warm fire in the cold, dark night.
"You'll never tell him," Dean said, shaking his head trying to ignore what she was really trying to say to him.
"I can't be with you, Dean. I can't be with anyone but him." Ginny said, touching his shoulder. Her memories floated away as
Dean responded, letting go of her arm.
"You still think he loves you, huh?" Ginny's eyes widened. Dean's face now showed a more angry, sinister look. She never wanted
to see that face again.
"He does, Dean." Ginny said, getting more and more uncomfortable. Dean scoffed, rolling his eyes nonchalantly.
"You've always thought this, you've never seen past what he really is. He's nothing, Gin. He doesn't love you, he loves
Hermione." Ginny bit her lip, angry tears flooding into vision.
"You don't KNOW!" She yelled, walking past him and into Hermione's office. Dean followed her, shutting the door behind him.
"Neither do you!" Dean replied angrily.
"Yes I do! He kissed me, Dean. He doesn't just go kiss people he doesn't love. Harry loves me, and I love him. You need to
realize we are through." Ginny said, tears running down her eyes. She felt a warm occurance on her lips, then found Dean
backing away. Emotions filled Ginny's heart, in so many ways the kiss felt good, but it was all wrong. She slapped him and,
ran out of the office, leaving him standing there, his heart aching.
After they had graduated, Dumbledore allowed Harry, Hermione, Ron (and all of the Weasley family) to apparate to Hogwarts.
She walked through the large castle, smiling at a few students as she entered the familar grey library. She went to the very
back corner, where Hermione's office was tucked away at; next to the Restricted section. On the door, it was painted
"Hermione Granger, Hogwarts Librarian and Historian" She looked through the glass panel, but Hermione was not there.
"Hello, Miss Weasely." Dean Thomas said, walking next to her. "Hermione hasn't been here today, if your looking
for her." Ginny blushed, remembering the long period of dating she and Dean had shared back when she was a student. He was
now Hermione's assistant, handling paperwork and delivering messages to whoever needed them.
"Hello, Owl." Ginny said, using the nickname she had given him specifically for his job. "Alright, she said she would meet
me here though." Ginny said, scratching an itch on the back of her neck.
"Well, I could always keep you company." Dean said, a obvious sparkle in his eyes. Ginny shook her head, divirting her eyes.
"Actually, Dean, we needed to talk about women's things." Ginny said, hoping to make Dean uninterested.
"Hmm, boys, gossip and PMS; just like old times, eh?" Dean said chuckling, causing Ginny to turn red and punch him in the side.
"Shut it, Owl." She said, starting to softly chuckle. "I better go." She took two steps before her arm was restrained. She
looked behind her and found Dean looking at her the way he used to, his soft blue eyes staring at her, still lovesick.
"Maybe we could go do something tonight, the theater's showing a lovely film at Hogsmeade, or we could" Ginny shook her head,
sadly.
"I can't, Dean. I have plans." His head drooped sadly, and a sharp pain went through Ginny's heart like a dagger. It was the
same feeling she felt as when she broke up with him, because of her feelings for Harry. She thought back to that night in the
common room, they both sat in front of the warm fire in the cold, dark night.
"You'll never tell him," Dean said, shaking his head trying to ignore what she was really trying to say to him.
"I can't be with you, Dean. I can't be with anyone but him." Ginny said, touching his shoulder. Her memories floated away as
Dean responded, letting go of her arm.
"You still think he loves you, huh?" Ginny's eyes widened. Dean's face now showed a more angry, sinister look. She never wanted
to see that face again.
"He does, Dean." Ginny said, getting more and more uncomfortable. Dean scoffed, rolling his eyes nonchalantly.
"You've always thought this, you've never seen past what he really is. He's nothing, Gin. He doesn't love you, he loves
Hermione." Ginny bit her lip, angry tears flooding into vision.
"You don't KNOW!" She yelled, walking past him and into Hermione's office. Dean followed her, shutting the door behind him.
"Neither do you!" Dean replied angrily.
"Yes I do! He kissed me, Dean. He doesn't just go kiss people he doesn't love. Harry loves me, and I love him. You need to
realize we are through." Ginny said, tears running down her eyes. She felt a warm occurance on her lips, then found Dean
backing away. Emotions filled Ginny's heart, in so many ways the kiss felt good, but it was all wrong. She slapped him and,
ran out of the office, leaving him standing there, his heart aching.