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Chapter:

~~~HARRY POV~~~

{Why did I kiss her? Why? Why? Why?} Harry thought as he lay in his bed. {It was only on the cheek.so hopefully she doesn't think anything of it.} It took him awhile to get to sleep but when he finally did, all that filled his dreams that night was Ginny Weasley.

When he woke up the next day, he found that it was only dawn. He could tell that he wasn't going to get any more sleep, so he got up, and took his shower. When he finally got out he changed into his robes and went down to the common room, where he found Ginny sitting all by herself. She didn't notice that he was in the room. Harry stood there on the stairs studying her; he never really got a chance to really look at her. She wasn't all that skinny anymore, she had curves in all the right places. She was at least 5'5, her red hair had grown a lot. It went all the way down her back. Her freckles weren't all that visible, you can only see them on her nose, and her eyes. Anybody can drown in those deep brown eyes. Then he hit him that those deep brown eyes were looking straight at him. He started to blush at the thought of being caught looking at her. So he walked the rest of the way down the steps and set right next to her. It was a long silence, but not one that was awkward. They both just sat there thinking, until Ginny said,

"So why are you up so early?" She said it so quietly that he hardly heard her.

"I could ask you the same question." He replied.

"Okay but I asked you first."

"Fine I really don't know what woke me up." She gave him that look that said, "I don't believe you." "Fine don't believe me, but I am telling the truth."

"Okay" was all she said.

"Now you tell me why you are up."

"Well.its like this.now don't get worried.I am not sure I should be telling you this."

"Come on Ginny what could be that bad."

"Fine.I had a nightmare." Harry looked at her and she seemed to be relieved that she got if off her chest. Harry just stared at her, he started to remember last year's events with his dreams, and suddenly he couldn't look at her anymore. To him those dreams are what cause the whole mess, Sirius, Voldemort being to full power, and him and Hermione. Even when Dumbledore said that it was not his fault, he still blamed himself. He wanted to escape, to just leave the room, for somebody to come in; he just wanted to be away from Ginny for the first time since they started being close, and he got his wish. Ginny must have felt his discomfort because she got up put her hand on his shoulder and said,

"I can see now that you are not over what happened Harry, and I am sorry for that," he looked up to meet her gaze. Her tone was sharp when she said, "but, I am not sorry for telling you I had a nightmare. I know you hear this a lot, but I am going to say it in a different way." Now she seemed to be getting angry. "Harry Potter you need to get your head up out of the fucking ground and face reality. Where is your Gryffindor pride? The world doesn't revolve around your ass, we all loved Sirius, do you think that since he was your god father that you were the only one who cared enough to cry? What about Lupin, he knew him longer than you did. He also knew your father longer than you did, and your mother, and that snake Wormtail, but do you see him trying to put on an act? No, yes he is sad, but he moves on with life. You need to, too. You may cry every once in awhile but don't just run off and hide. Yeah you are probably wondering how I knew that, but how can I not know? That is what you always do!!!" He started to hear kids rattling in there dorms, and she must have heard them too because she looked anxious to finish. So she said more nicely and quietly, "Harry we all love you and we know it is not your fault, so please stop blaming yourself." She bent down and kissed him on the forehead where his scar was and walked out of the common room. Harry sat there thinking of everything she had just said, normally he wouldn't have listen to what anybody had said to him, but those words had actually had an effect on him, and that wasn't the only thing. Harry subconsciously brought his hand up to his scar where she had kissed him. His heart was pounding a mile a minute. That kiss gave him a lot of confused emotions. So he sat there deep in thought, never noticing that Ron and Hermione were watching him from afar.

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Sorry that it wasn't all that long of a chapter, but I have been studying really hard for this big test that is about to come up. I hope for reviews!!!!!!!!!!

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