A/N: None of my html is working! Unless…oh, do I have to save it as an html doc? Hehe I knew that. No really, I did. Sorry my chapters are so short, I will try to make this one a bit long, but starting Tuesday I'm going back to school, having to deal with homework, and friends, and the guy that I absolutely love who has NO CLUE! Sorry, rant moment. Anyway, enjoy! And PLEASE review!!!! As of right now, nobody has and it makes me sad! I think I may change the characters settings since most people who search ginny/hermione are looking for FemSlash…. I'll probably re-categorize it harry/ginny, since they're my fave couple, and the focus of the story right now

Disclaimer: I am richer than the queen, and I wrote all five of the super-successful world-famous Harry Potter books! Owl arrives and drops reality check on head Oh, wait, nevermind. Guess not.

"Wait-" Ron said, a puzzled expression on his face as he stared at Hermione. "You want me to find out who Harry fancies? But, we're blokes, I mean, we don't talk about stuff like that." Ginny let out a muffled groan and Hermione grinned at her.

"Just try, Ron! Would it kill you?" Ron nodded resolutely, and Ginny through her quill at him.

"Fine! Fine!" He relented. "But I'm confused, who am I asking on behalf of?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively at Ginny, but she glared at him.

"Ginny's friend." Hermione cut in. "In another house. You don't know her, but you will, if Harry doesn't fancy anyone. That's when she'll make her move, start hanging out with us more, showing up at Quidditch practice, and so on." She delivered the excuse as practiced, and Ginny grinned evilly from behind Ron's back.

"Yes, she's just mad about Harry. It's why she started talking to me. Being friends with the Boy Who Lived and all."

Ron frowned at them. "If she only likes him because he's the Boy Who Lived, then are we sure she'll be good for him?" Hermione smiled. Clueless as Ron was he still cared about his friends.

"Don't worry, she's quite nice. After Cho I'm sure she'll be a bit of a break… at least she doesn't bawl all of the time." Ginny replied, unable to conceal the dislike in her voice when she spoke of Cho.

Ron noticed and commented, "Ginny, since when do you hate Cho?"

Ginny blushed, but promptly recovered herself. "Well, she did steal my boyfriend. Michael, I mean." She added, seeing Ron's blank stare.

Truth was, she hated seeing Harry with someone so needy and depressing. Hermione had told her all about their snog-fest under the mistletoe, and Ginny was sure her heart had never felt heavier.

She looked at Hermione hopefully, and she grinned confidently in reply. Ginny had been so nervous that it bubbled up and she laughed. Ron, who had missed the exchange, glanced back and forth between them, confused.

When they didn't offer an explanation, he shook his head. "Girls."

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Harry walked into the boy's dorm later that evening exhausted and ready to go to sleep. After changing from the frosty robes he had been flying around the grounds in, he pulled the curtains of his four-poster shut and burrowed into the warm covers. He was just drifting into sleep when-

"Hey, Harry, you awake?"

"No, Ron, I'm dreaming all of this, and hopefully when I snap my fingers you will go away." Ron was quiet for a second.

Then he spoke up again. "I'm going to assume you were wrong, since I'm still here." Harry could almost hear him smiling cheekily in the darkness. "Do you fancy anyone?"

Harry raised his eyebrows at the curtains. "Do I fancy anyone? Hmm, let me think. Wouldn't you know?" He asked exasperatedly.

Ron replied sharply. "Well, mate, it was you who didn't tell me you fancied Cho until after you had kissed?"

Harry winced. "Ok, then what do you want to know?" His own guilty conscience got the better of him as he responded heartily.

"To know if you fancy anyone… duh."

"Why the sudden curiosity?" Harry asked, stalling a bit, because, truth be told, he hadn't really thought of anyone that way since Cho. The only girls he hung around with were Hermione, Ginny, and Luna.

"Well, if you really want to know, Ginny has a friend her year who apparently has a mad crush on you. So she and Hermione got me to ask you if you fancied anyone. See?"

Harry's head nearly spun with this information. bGinny/b was trying to set him up? b Ginny /b? Somehow this didn't sit well with him, though he didn't know why.

"Well, I don't like anyone, but I'm not really interested in anything, so tell the girls no way."

"Why don't you tell them… they're over there." Ron grinned as Harry jumped up.

"What in bloody hell are you on about Ron? I don't see anyone!" He glanced around the room, then did a double take as two figures in pajamas appeared as if from thin air in the corner.

"Hope you don't mind Harry, we borrowed your invisibility cloak. Just had to make sure Ron didn't lie to us." Hermione said, clouds of bushy brown hair even more staticky and wild after being under the cloak.

"He wasn't even supposed to know we were here, but Hermione tripped and he heard her fall. We had to beg him not to say anything." Ginny added. Her brown eyes were shining with mischief as she giggled at Harry's shocked face.

"Okay," Harry said slowly. "So you were spying on me, since I got back-" a horrible realization hit him. "Did you watch me change?" He asked, feeling a blush creep over his face and thanking the fates that it was still very dark.

Ginny giggled again. "No, don't worry, we turned away. Your secret is still safe!" Hermione cracked up, and they leaned on each other for support, laughing. What Ginny didn't mention was that she had very good peripheral vision, and that what she had seen, even after living with 6 brothers, had made Iher/I blush in the darkness.

Harry sighed with relief. "Ok, not mad. Now can you please go to your own dorm, and tell this girl I'm not interested." His tone was final, so they left, still giggling madly.

"Girls," he said incredulously, shaking his head.

Ron nodded in agreement. "Tell me about it, mate."

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Oh No!!! Harry doesn't like Ginny! I know you're all glaring at your computer screens, but don't hate me yet! I promise it'll all work out, Harry and Ginny are my favorite couple! This story is really just writing itself. See, now Herm and Ginny have to make Harry see the light {readers see the light, too}… see, now you get it! A cookie to my first reviewer! Come on, please!