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Chapter 36

Ginny went to the back porch and sat. Ron was with him. I don't think Harry would have wanted to make it obvious that I was his girlfriend now, she pondered. It shouldn't last for long, hopefully.

She pulled out a blade of grass, tore it up and sighed. "At least it's not as bad as having the scariest professor in your house," she said out loud. Then she heard the sound of a door shutting. Ginny jumped and gasped when she heard the noise. Snape was always so proficient at walking in at the wrong time. Maybe he didn't hear me!

But she turned around and found that it was just Harry. Ginny let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's just you."

"Who did you think I was? Snape?" Harry asked.

"Right, because having him strolling around your house means paranoia," Ginny answered.

"Sorry, I didn't really say anything in the kitchen when I was Ron. I didn't want him to think anything was going on between us," Harry explained.

"Oh, I see," she replied. Ginny was right at why Harry ignored her. It wasn't that she was very fond of Harry wanting to keep the relationship a secret--even though she felt sort of the same way. It occurred to her that they were even starting to share thoughts.

"This won't keep up for long though," he said and sat down next to her. Harry put his hand over hers and she shivered in a more of a warm manner.

"So," she said as she wanted to change the subject. "What did you really think was going on in the attic?" she asked.

"Alright, well, Ron and I thought Fred and George were putting you through a werewolf experiment of some sort," Harry confessed.

Ginny chuckled. "As if! And what were you doing in my bathroom that one day?"

"Ron made me search for clues--that's all," he said. "Okay, that's not all. I pretty much wanted to get caught so I could see you."

Ginny blushed. "Okay, and why did you take me to see those Auralilies that other day?"

"I already told you before. I remembered that you loved them so I had to show them to you before they wilted away. Now I have a question for you," he said, "What were you really spying on us for?"

Ginny was afraid to admit everything of why she wanted to spy on Harry in the first place. "It's a really long and complicated story. I'm sure you're not going to want to hear all of it."

"Hey, I told you everything you asked me. Now tell me. I want to hear," he said.

"Alright, but you're going to think it's silly," she agreed. Ginny went into detail about her brothers helping her with her 'love life' and then giving her the wrong potion to clear her pimple on her nose which turned into a boil. And the fact that she couldn't face Harry with the boil made her want to see him in the attic, but not let him see her.

Harry burst out laughing when she told him everything. "You're right, I do think it's silly! I wouldn't care if you had boils all over you face!"

"Well, I'm sure you felt pretty stupid when Cho found you covered in all that stinksap last year!"

"I'm sure she didn't notice anyway. As if she's ever noticed a Snitch going by her head," Harry joked.

"No wait, that's Ron!" Ginny said. "Good thing that he's Keeper for Gryffindor, but I'm sure he could get Winky to fill in for him when he's lazy."

"How do you know about Winky?" Harry demanded. "I thought she was keeping her ghoul act."

"Well, she came out and confessed to me when I was in the attic again--but not to spy on you of course. I guess she was feeling sorry. Dobby was there too. It was unbelievable!" Ginny explained.

"Dobby the house-elf? Why? Is he here?" Harry asked.

"He said he was watching out for you, like he always does. I think Winky wanted his help with taking care of the real ghoul," she said. "What was the ghoul's name anyway?"

"Ghouls don't have names. They don't even talk!" Harry said and laughed.

"I should pay more attention to Hagrid then. But when Winky was pretending to be the ghoul, she wanted me to guess her name so she would stop throwing things at me."

"Oh, that's right. That was Ron's idea. Her name was 'Sparkle'. Is that lame or what?" said Harry. Right then they heard the door open and shut again. Harry quickly took his hand away from Ginny's. They both turned their heads and saw the pale and sour face staring down at them.

"What are you two gawking at?" Snape said to them.

Harry grabbed Ginny hand again and said, "Nothing much."