All You Wanted
Chapter 5: Just Ask Her
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, any of the characters, or the Michelle Branch song. I do however own the plot and Amber.
Author's Note: Much thanks to everyone who reviewed, I love the comments! Here it is: Chapter 5. Please review- I love reviews, they encourage me to write more.
"If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares" - All You Wanted, Michelle Branch
Harry and Hermione were together. The words kept going through her head. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. She fell back onto her bed. 'I shouldn't care. Harry and I are just friends, nothing more. He is allowed to date anyone who he chooses.' Even if that someone was Hermione.
"Ginny?" Amber whispered, "Did you just get in? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing," Ginny choked out, trying not to cry.
Amber grabbed her wand and said, "Lumos!" Even with the small light from her wand, Amber could see Ginny's red, tear-streaked face.
She got up and sat next to Ginny on her bed, "Oh my god, Ginny! What happened to you?"
Ginny shook her head, "No, its nothing. Don't worry about it. It's nothing."
"Well it can't be nothing if your crying over it," Amber said.
"I went for a walk, because I needed to sort a few things out," Ginny told her, "And while I was walking I saw Harry and Hermione together in a corner. Cuddling, flirting, call it whatever you want. Snogging even for Christsake! I couldn't get a clear view but, I didn't want to.."
Amber hugged Ginny and asked, "Have you spoken to either one of them?"
"No and I don't plan to. Not Hermione at least."
"Just because Harry's with Hermione doesn't mean the world has to end for you. find yourself another guy. Even better- make Harry jealous."
Ginny's eyes opened wide, "Make Harry jealous? How do you expect me to do that."
"Well," Amber said, "Guys always want what they can't have. I read it in some Muggle magazine. So, if you get really decked out beautiful for the Ball, and go with another guy, Harry wouldn't be able to resist you."
"As great as that sounds, Amber there are a few problems. Number one, I don't have a decent dress robe. The only ones I have are from second-hand shops. And number two, who do you expect me to go with? Neville?"
Amber smiled, "I can solve that. You can borrow one of my new dress robes. Your about the same size as me, and I have a new green one that would look great with your red hair. And for you date, why not go with Colin?"
"Oh, I guess you heard about that," Ginny said, looking down.
"Yeah, Colin was a bit upset, but I'm sure he's over it now. Just go up to him and say you were nervous before but you would love to be his date for the Ball."
Ginny finally smiled, "I might as well try it, not like I have any other options."
"Don't worry, we'll make you look so spectacular, even Harry Potter won't be able to resist."
"I think he's gone," Hermione whispered to Harry, as she looked down the corridor.
"It's about time! No offense Hermione, but it was kinda cramped in that corner," Harry said.
"Don't worry about it," she replied, "Shall we go back to the common room?"
"I guess so. But stay on your toes, we don't want a midnight run-in with Peeves."
The two walked towards to Gryffindor, and when they finally reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Hermione paused.
"Harry? What do you think of Ginny?"
"Ginny's a great girl. Very sweet, and a good friend. Why do you ask?"
"Well," Hermione began, "I reckon she fancies you."
"That's old news, Hermione. I'm sure Ginny got over her crush on me back in her Second Year," Harry replied.
"No, its not old news. Trust me, I've spoken with her recently. Don't tell her anything, please, you aren't supposed to know. She wants you to ask her to the Ball," Hermione said.
"Sugar Quills," Harry said, flatly.
The Fat Lady yawned and opened the door, "The lady's right. Just ask her to the ball."
Hermione smiled, but Harry simply said, "Good-night." Then, he went up to the Sixth Years' dormitories.
"Night, Harry," Hermione replied, and turned around to do the same. Harry was almost as stubborn as she was. It was certainly going to be a challange to get him to ask Ginny to the Ball.
Chapter 5: Just Ask Her
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, any of the characters, or the Michelle Branch song. I do however own the plot and Amber.
Author's Note: Much thanks to everyone who reviewed, I love the comments! Here it is: Chapter 5. Please review- I love reviews, they encourage me to write more.
"If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares" - All You Wanted, Michelle Branch
Harry and Hermione were together. The words kept going through her head. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. She fell back onto her bed. 'I shouldn't care. Harry and I are just friends, nothing more. He is allowed to date anyone who he chooses.' Even if that someone was Hermione.
"Ginny?" Amber whispered, "Did you just get in? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing," Ginny choked out, trying not to cry.
Amber grabbed her wand and said, "Lumos!" Even with the small light from her wand, Amber could see Ginny's red, tear-streaked face.
She got up and sat next to Ginny on her bed, "Oh my god, Ginny! What happened to you?"
Ginny shook her head, "No, its nothing. Don't worry about it. It's nothing."
"Well it can't be nothing if your crying over it," Amber said.
"I went for a walk, because I needed to sort a few things out," Ginny told her, "And while I was walking I saw Harry and Hermione together in a corner. Cuddling, flirting, call it whatever you want. Snogging even for Christsake! I couldn't get a clear view but, I didn't want to.."
Amber hugged Ginny and asked, "Have you spoken to either one of them?"
"No and I don't plan to. Not Hermione at least."
"Just because Harry's with Hermione doesn't mean the world has to end for you. find yourself another guy. Even better- make Harry jealous."
Ginny's eyes opened wide, "Make Harry jealous? How do you expect me to do that."
"Well," Amber said, "Guys always want what they can't have. I read it in some Muggle magazine. So, if you get really decked out beautiful for the Ball, and go with another guy, Harry wouldn't be able to resist you."
"As great as that sounds, Amber there are a few problems. Number one, I don't have a decent dress robe. The only ones I have are from second-hand shops. And number two, who do you expect me to go with? Neville?"
Amber smiled, "I can solve that. You can borrow one of my new dress robes. Your about the same size as me, and I have a new green one that would look great with your red hair. And for you date, why not go with Colin?"
"Oh, I guess you heard about that," Ginny said, looking down.
"Yeah, Colin was a bit upset, but I'm sure he's over it now. Just go up to him and say you were nervous before but you would love to be his date for the Ball."
Ginny finally smiled, "I might as well try it, not like I have any other options."
"Don't worry, we'll make you look so spectacular, even Harry Potter won't be able to resist."
"I think he's gone," Hermione whispered to Harry, as she looked down the corridor.
"It's about time! No offense Hermione, but it was kinda cramped in that corner," Harry said.
"Don't worry about it," she replied, "Shall we go back to the common room?"
"I guess so. But stay on your toes, we don't want a midnight run-in with Peeves."
The two walked towards to Gryffindor, and when they finally reached the portrait of the Fat Lady, Hermione paused.
"Harry? What do you think of Ginny?"
"Ginny's a great girl. Very sweet, and a good friend. Why do you ask?"
"Well," Hermione began, "I reckon she fancies you."
"That's old news, Hermione. I'm sure Ginny got over her crush on me back in her Second Year," Harry replied.
"No, its not old news. Trust me, I've spoken with her recently. Don't tell her anything, please, you aren't supposed to know. She wants you to ask her to the Ball," Hermione said.
"Sugar Quills," Harry said, flatly.
The Fat Lady yawned and opened the door, "The lady's right. Just ask her to the ball."
Hermione smiled, but Harry simply said, "Good-night." Then, he went up to the Sixth Years' dormitories.
"Night, Harry," Hermione replied, and turned around to do the same. Harry was almost as stubborn as she was. It was certainly going to be a challange to get him to ask Ginny to the Ball.