Title: How To Get The Girl You Lost, But Didn't Know You Lost Her, Back

by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com

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Chapter 3: Trying to Forget It

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It was mildly cool outside lately. The freezing cold from winter hadn't arrived yet but the warm breezes of summer was over and gone until next year. Harry, Ron, and Hermione spent most, if not all, of their time outside. 'Trying to get the most out of the weather before it snows,' Harry assumed.

They were not the only ones taking advantage of the last few good days left. Ginny and Eros were as well.

As a course of habit, Harry was glaring at them as usual. He wasn't sure of how many times he saw Ginny or Eros' tongues entered each other's mouths, he had lost count. He turned away and saw Ron glaring at them too. He had tighten his fist around his potions essay trying to contain himself from wanting to run off toward then and pull that boy off of his itty-bitty baby sister.

Harry turned back to the two lovebirds and glared daggers at the male. After about 2 minutes of watching Eros's hand roam Ginny's lower area, Harry felt Hermione's hand push him hard in the back.

"What?" Harry asked angrily as he turned to look at her.

Hermione leaned over and whispered. "Stop staring, Ron will find out you like her."

"I don't," Harry lied.

Hermione rolled her eyes. Harry decided to turn his back to the couple and focus on homework. He glared at his quill, even though the writing utensil didn't deserve it.

Hermione tried desperately to get Ron's attention off of Ginny and her snogging session under a larger oak tree. She tried pushing, pulling, touching lightly, but nothing worked. Harry looked over at her and suggested, "Plan B?"

"Guess so." Hermione put on a sad 'I-don't-want-to-do-this' face, but Harry knew better, it was 'I-have-been-waiting-to-do-this-all-day' face. Hermione stood up infront of Ron, making his gaze drift upward to her face. Her hands shot to his shoulders and pushed him down flat on his back, she got on top of him and kissed him hard on the mouth.

Ron's face was stuck on surprise even though Harry regrettably saw his best friend's tongue enter his other best friend's mouth.

'Ergh!' Harry though irritably as he got up and headed to sit by the lake, 'First the girl I have a crush on, then my bestfriends. ERGH!'

Harry sat down on the outskirts of the lake, his legs stretched out, and arms holding his upper body up. He sat there and thought of a way to try to stop thinking of everybody else having someone to snog with.

"Lonely, Harry?" A soft voice said next to him. A girl sat down with her legs bent to one side, it was Sara Cummings, Ginny's natural enemy.

Sara was skinny, prepy, and had perky breasts. 'Probably barfs up her lunch,' Harry mused.

"I'm fine, Sara." Harry told her.

"You seem a little," Sara placed her hand on Harry's thigh, "distant." Heat began to spread throughout Harry's body. "Why don't we go somewhere to get your mind off things." Sara stood up. Her skirt was so short that if Harry was only one inch lower he could have seen up to her knickers.

She offered her hand and he took it. Sara's short brown hair bounced and the blond highlights shimmered against the sunlight. She had a sort of smug shake in her walk as she made sure she past Ginny and Eros hand-in-hand with Harry Potter.

Harry's mind went blank as they walked through the grounds, entrance hall and up a few flights of stairs to an empty dark classroom. Sara closed the door and pushed Harry to a desk were he sat on top like a tall chair. Sara made her way to stand between his legs and touch his face.

Sara's smile looked a little more evil than the innocence she was trying to capture as she unbuttoned one of his top buttons. She leaned over and kissed his ear lobe and then his neck, she found a sensitive spot that made him shiver but he bit back a moan.

Sara's hand found his right hand and she put it on hip and then she grabbed his left hand and put it on her...well...bum. Harry didn't grab or squeeze like regular teenage boys might do, but he didn't let go either. 'Such a brave guy you are,' he told himself before letting his mind go blank as she kissed his neck again touching the sensitive spot with her lips.

Sara's hand undid more of his buttons, her hand slipping in his shirt and her palm resting against his warm skin. The heat flowed through his body, making his hear beat quicken and his eyes grow hazy. She kissed the spot for a third time and it made him dizzy.

Sara smiled and inched closer to his lips she was almost there when he pushed her away. "Thanks but no thanks," he managed to say.

"What?" She barked, not so soft anymore. Sara backed away, hands on her hips.

"Well, I don't think we should do this." Harry found this wave of confidence very uplifting, like Sara's miracle bra.

Sara glared and ripped apart her shirt. 'Snaps instead of buttons,' Harry thought, 'Easy access.' Snap after snap she pulled it apart until you could see all the skin from her forehead to just above her belly, and her lacy perfect-shade-of-blue bra.

Harry walked over to her and grabbed the sides of her shirt, she got a satisfied grin. Harry mirrored her grin as he snapped her shirt back up, then he turned around the left the room, a minute later she did the same, heading for the lake, 'probably trying to find another snog buddy,' Harry thought as he headed for the common room.

Harry muttered the password and entered the common room, and, low and behold: the fates had played another prank on young Harry. There standing in front of him was a tear stained Ginny Weasley(the girl of his dreams), and he, Harry, standing there with tousled hair, unbuttoned shirt, and probably sporting some hickeys, he really couldn't tell.

"Ginny? Are you all right?" Harry walked over to her and put a comforting arm around her. 'Is this what you do to crying girls?' He questioned himself.

Ginny let another tear fall down her cheek, "Did you, um, do it with her?"

"No!" Harry said, a little to quickly.

"Its just, you know I don't like her," Ginny voice quaked.

"Nothing happened, I wouldn't let it." Harry assured her. Ginny's hands fell from his shoulders to his chest, her index finger resting on skin, heat filled his body once again. Ginny's head fell and she rested her forehead on his chin. Harry inhaled the smell of her ocean breeze shampoo.

Ginny sighed deeply. She lifted her head and looked in Harry's eyes. "She doesn't like me."

"Nothing happened," Harry repeated.

"And I don't like her, really," Ginny went on, her voice lowered and she closed in.

"I didn't want anything to happen between me and her," Harry felt his voice quite as Ginny's breath played softly on his lips. Harry wanted so bad for her to kiss him--but he would never know if she would have because at that moment the portrait swung open and two blurred figures ran into them and fell on top of them.

"ERGH!" Ginny yelled, as she landed ontop of Harry, Kyan and Colin ontop of her.

"What is going on?" Harry laughed, somewhat amused by the situation.

Kyan and Colin jumped up, both laughing hysterically, they offered to help the others up. "You'll see," they chorused. Before Ginny and Harry got time to question them, their answer burst throughout he common room. Dripping wet from head to toe and mad as hell, Kiki and Dawn entered, both growling and say incoherent treats to the boys then running after them up and down the stairs and around the rooms. When the boys exited the common room, Kiki grabbed Ginny's hand and pulled her out with them.

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Next Chapter: Trying to Ignore It

A/N: This is getting good, I'm starting to have writer's dreams, which is what I call the ideas when they pop in my head while I'm asleep, it plays out in my dreams then I know what to write and the jokes for each chapter. I feel like going back and reading all my old stories like "This Isn't Right" and "Pranks" to see if my writings have changed...

Thanks to:

kitkat : Thanks, I'm glad you like my jokes! I was afraid that people wouldn't get them or just not think they were funny:)...A Fight scene? I dunno, you are the 2nd or 3rd person to mention it, if I get enough by the time Ginny and Eros break up then maybe I will ;)

sexy seeker : I envy guys so much! My guy friends can always act normally around the girls they like and I can barely form a complete sentence around the guys I like. What the hell?? ... Well, I decided that Harry would be able to do this.

Jaquelyne : Thank you, I don't like they way people are putting her as the shy-I-can't-do-anything Ginny. I think that, since Michael, she has become a firey, funny, pretty girl. I just like her better as a real character (no pun intended)

voxenking : If you keep reading you can catch moments between them (hint: this chapter and look out for them during the Ravenclaw/Gryffindor Quidditch match) that can be a little...well...interesting...questioning...etc.

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