All You Wanted
Chapter 6: Bestfriends and Boyfriends
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: Thanks to all my reviewers ;)
"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
Ginny looked over across the Common Room where Colin was sitting. 'Just go up to him. Just do it. Don't feel stupid,' she kept telling herself. Of course she felt stupid. Just yesterday she had ran away from Colin when he asked her to the Ball. Now, she was actually going to go up to him and say she changed her mind? 'This is ridiculus.' She got up and began to walk up to the Girls' dormitories.
"Ginny!" Hermione called.
Ginny didn't turn around, but only began to walk quicker up the stairs. 'How dare she even think about talking to me after what she did.'
Hermione stood there for a moment looking confused. She walked over the other side of the Common Room where Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch plays.
"Do you two happen to know whats wrong with Ginny?" She asked.
Harry shrugged,"I haven't seen her. I think she's avoding me."
"Why would she avoid you? I mean your the famous Harry Potter," Ron said. Harry looked down at his hands. He hated Ron bringing up the fact he was "famous" all because of the lightening shaped scar on his forehead.
"Anyway," Hermione said loudly before a fight could start, "I called her name and she clearly avoided me. Once she heard me she started walking faster."
"Well, think. Did we do anything?" Harry asked.
Ron shook his head, "Don't worry 'bout Ginny. She's just overemotional. Whatever happened, well she'll cry for a few days, then get over it. She always does."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, you are just so sensitive."
"Thanks 'Mione, I try."
"Maybe I should, er...talk to her?" Harry suggested.
"If she lets you. Girls can be so damn confusing," Ron reminded him.
Hermione hit him on the back of the head. "Honestly, Ron. No wonder you don't have a date for the Ball."
"You should be talking. I don't exactly see guys lining up to ask you," He shot back, and blushed.
"It's just a stupid Ball anyway," She said, and then mumbled something about having to go to the library.
"I think you upset her," Harry told Ron.
"I think you upset my sister."
"I didn't do anything. How could I have possibly upset her?" Harry asked.
"Because you haven't asked her to the Ball yet," Ron said.
"Why do you and Hermione and everyone assume I'm going to ask Ginny? She's a great girl, I do admit that. But just because she a crush on me in her first few years here, I should ask her? I wish you and Hermione would stop bothering me about Ginny! If I wanted to ask her to the Ball, I would. Maybe you should concentrate on who you're going to ask."
Ron shook his head, "Nevermind, Harry. It's your decision."
After that they want back to looking up Quidditch plays but had become considerably more quiet.
Ginny sat on the edge of the stairs. Their voices were almost droned out by the loud noises in the Common Room, but she had heard the entire conversation between Harry and Ron. Though she already assumed Harry would ask Hermione, it hurt to hear him say that. Sure, he had said she was a great girl, but if he hadn't added that in there, Ron would have beat Harry up. 'Another great perk of having protective older brothers,' she thought.
"Gin?" She turned around. It was Amber. "Why are you sitting here alone on the stairs?"
"Oh, I'm just thinking," she said, not in the mood to talk.
"About Harry?" Amber asked and Ginny nodded.
"Don't worry about him," Amber said, "We'll make him want you so much."
Ginny sighed. "I don't even know if thats what I want anymore."
Amber raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then what do you want?"
"I have no idea." Without saying goodbye to Amber, she got up and went back up to her dormitory.
It was true. Ginny didn't have any idea what she wanted. She had been such great friends with Harry, and for the past two years she had hoped their friendship would become something more. Sometimes, he would even hint that he felt the same way. Ron always said that girls were confusing, but Ginny felt that guys were so much confusing. She remembered how Harry whispered to her in the Great Hall, and they had laughed together. All the great times they had together. He was such a dear friend, but she felt there was something more there.
'Apparently he doesn't see that,' she thought. He was completely oblivious. After all, she had caught him and Hermione in an uncompromising situation. The two of them together, in a small corner, they were laughing and whispering. Just as he had with Ginny that day.
But why would Hermione do that to her? Aside from Amber, she was her best girlfriend at Hogwarts. She told Hermione everything, including her feelings for Harry. Was her best friend really going to go against her like that? 'Apparently, she is.'
That night at dinner, she took in a deep breath and sat down next to Colin.
"Hullo Colin," she said.
He avoided looking at her and said, "Hi."
"Listen," she began, "I'm sorry about running off before. You see- I was nervous. You know about being asked to the Ball. But if the offer is still available, I would love to go with you."
Colin lifted up his head and stopped playing with his food, "Thanks, I'd like that." He smiled at her, and she forced herself to smile back. Colin was a nice boy. They'd been friends since their First Year at Hogwarts and had always gotten along well. However, Ginny had never seen him as "boyfriend material." She shrugged it off. It was better than going alone, and if Amber's plan worked maybe Harry would notice her.
On the other end of the Gryffindor table Hermione, Ron and Harry were also talking about the Ball.
"Maybe," Harry said, "I will ask her."
"Well, its about bloody time," Ron said, stuffing chicken into his face.
"You mean Ginny? That's really good Harry. Maybe then she'll stop moping around."
"Oy, 'Mione, whaddya say you wanna go to the Ball with me?" Ron asked.
She raised her eyebrows at him, "You're asking me to the ball?" He nodded.
"Well, its not like I have another date..." Her voice trailed off, but she had a huge grin on hre face.
"So is that a yes?" Ron asked, and she nodded. He smiled back at her, and Harry smiled at both friends.
"I guess if Ron can work up the courage to ask you Hermione, I'm sure I can ask Ginny," he said, "I'll do it tonight."
Chapter 6: Bestfriends and Boyfriends
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: Thanks to all my reviewers ;)
"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
Ginny looked over across the Common Room where Colin was sitting. 'Just go up to him. Just do it. Don't feel stupid,' she kept telling herself. Of course she felt stupid. Just yesterday she had ran away from Colin when he asked her to the Ball. Now, she was actually going to go up to him and say she changed her mind? 'This is ridiculus.' She got up and began to walk up to the Girls' dormitories.
"Ginny!" Hermione called.
Ginny didn't turn around, but only began to walk quicker up the stairs. 'How dare she even think about talking to me after what she did.'
Hermione stood there for a moment looking confused. She walked over the other side of the Common Room where Harry and Ron were talking about Quidditch plays.
"Do you two happen to know whats wrong with Ginny?" She asked.
Harry shrugged,"I haven't seen her. I think she's avoding me."
"Why would she avoid you? I mean your the famous Harry Potter," Ron said. Harry looked down at his hands. He hated Ron bringing up the fact he was "famous" all because of the lightening shaped scar on his forehead.
"Anyway," Hermione said loudly before a fight could start, "I called her name and she clearly avoided me. Once she heard me she started walking faster."
"Well, think. Did we do anything?" Harry asked.
Ron shook his head, "Don't worry 'bout Ginny. She's just overemotional. Whatever happened, well she'll cry for a few days, then get over it. She always does."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, you are just so sensitive."
"Thanks 'Mione, I try."
"Maybe I should, er...talk to her?" Harry suggested.
"If she lets you. Girls can be so damn confusing," Ron reminded him.
Hermione hit him on the back of the head. "Honestly, Ron. No wonder you don't have a date for the Ball."
"You should be talking. I don't exactly see guys lining up to ask you," He shot back, and blushed.
"It's just a stupid Ball anyway," She said, and then mumbled something about having to go to the library.
"I think you upset her," Harry told Ron.
"I think you upset my sister."
"I didn't do anything. How could I have possibly upset her?" Harry asked.
"Because you haven't asked her to the Ball yet," Ron said.
"Why do you and Hermione and everyone assume I'm going to ask Ginny? She's a great girl, I do admit that. But just because she a crush on me in her first few years here, I should ask her? I wish you and Hermione would stop bothering me about Ginny! If I wanted to ask her to the Ball, I would. Maybe you should concentrate on who you're going to ask."
Ron shook his head, "Nevermind, Harry. It's your decision."
After that they want back to looking up Quidditch plays but had become considerably more quiet.
Ginny sat on the edge of the stairs. Their voices were almost droned out by the loud noises in the Common Room, but she had heard the entire conversation between Harry and Ron. Though she already assumed Harry would ask Hermione, it hurt to hear him say that. Sure, he had said she was a great girl, but if he hadn't added that in there, Ron would have beat Harry up. 'Another great perk of having protective older brothers,' she thought.
"Gin?" She turned around. It was Amber. "Why are you sitting here alone on the stairs?"
"Oh, I'm just thinking," she said, not in the mood to talk.
"About Harry?" Amber asked and Ginny nodded.
"Don't worry about him," Amber said, "We'll make him want you so much."
Ginny sighed. "I don't even know if thats what I want anymore."
Amber raised her eyebrows and asked, "Then what do you want?"
"I have no idea." Without saying goodbye to Amber, she got up and went back up to her dormitory.
It was true. Ginny didn't have any idea what she wanted. She had been such great friends with Harry, and for the past two years she had hoped their friendship would become something more. Sometimes, he would even hint that he felt the same way. Ron always said that girls were confusing, but Ginny felt that guys were so much confusing. She remembered how Harry whispered to her in the Great Hall, and they had laughed together. All the great times they had together. He was such a dear friend, but she felt there was something more there.
'Apparently he doesn't see that,' she thought. He was completely oblivious. After all, she had caught him and Hermione in an uncompromising situation. The two of them together, in a small corner, they were laughing and whispering. Just as he had with Ginny that day.
But why would Hermione do that to her? Aside from Amber, she was her best girlfriend at Hogwarts. She told Hermione everything, including her feelings for Harry. Was her best friend really going to go against her like that? 'Apparently, she is.'
That night at dinner, she took in a deep breath and sat down next to Colin.
"Hullo Colin," she said.
He avoided looking at her and said, "Hi."
"Listen," she began, "I'm sorry about running off before. You see- I was nervous. You know about being asked to the Ball. But if the offer is still available, I would love to go with you."
Colin lifted up his head and stopped playing with his food, "Thanks, I'd like that." He smiled at her, and she forced herself to smile back. Colin was a nice boy. They'd been friends since their First Year at Hogwarts and had always gotten along well. However, Ginny had never seen him as "boyfriend material." She shrugged it off. It was better than going alone, and if Amber's plan worked maybe Harry would notice her.
On the other end of the Gryffindor table Hermione, Ron and Harry were also talking about the Ball.
"Maybe," Harry said, "I will ask her."
"Well, its about bloody time," Ron said, stuffing chicken into his face.
"You mean Ginny? That's really good Harry. Maybe then she'll stop moping around."
"Oy, 'Mione, whaddya say you wanna go to the Ball with me?" Ron asked.
She raised her eyebrows at him, "You're asking me to the ball?" He nodded.
"Well, its not like I have another date..." Her voice trailed off, but she had a huge grin on hre face.
"So is that a yes?" Ron asked, and she nodded. He smiled back at her, and Harry smiled at both friends.
"I guess if Ron can work up the courage to ask you Hermione, I'm sure I can ask Ginny," he said, "I'll do it tonight."