Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. Many thanks to my wonderful beta Rene who helps so much in making my story look better.

Next Morning - When Harry woke up, he felt like he'd had the best sleep of his life and he'd dreamed of nothing but Ginny and the kiss he longed for. After awakening, Harry lay in his four-poster bed fantasizing and cursing his luck. It would be two weeks before the next Hogsmeade visit and that was a long time to wait for a kiss. He took the book out from under his pillow as he thought of all the possible places of where they could kiss. But everywhere he thought of, he could also think of someone who might burst in on them. He wanted no more interruptions. His mind went back to the only place that seemed safe - the Quidditch Pitch.

"Harry, are you awake?" Harry heard Ron's voice and quickly put the book back under his pillow. 'Yeah," he said.

"Are you going to have breakfast?" Ron asked.

"Yeah," Harry answered trying to sound casual.

"Good, I'm starving."

To Harry's surprise Ron wasn't acting strange like he had expected. He'd expected some kind of warning, but Ron hadn't said anything whatsoever. He seemed perfectly calm and normal, which was making Harry feel very nervous. They couldn't get more private than they were just now. It was still early and when they went for breakfast, the Great Hall was almost empty. Ron served himself some bacon and eggs and started eating. Harry, however, couldn't get anything past his mouth. What if Ron didn't approve of him dating Ginny? True he had joked about it before but what if he was opposed? Harry loved Ginny but he didn't want to loose Ron's friendship.

"I think I'm in love with Ginny," Harry blurted out not realizing he was saying it out loud. He immediately realized what he had said and his stomach lurched. He debated whether to look at Ron or not. In fact, he expected some sort of blow. After a few seconds of agony while waiting for the punch he knew was coming, he opened his eyes.

Ron was looking at him as if expecting something to be added to Harry's statement. It was as if Harry had not said anything he didn't already know and he was clearly expecting something more to be said. Ron swallowed the food he had been chewing. "And?" he said waving his hand forward clearly expecting something.

"Are you going to say anything about it?" asked Harry looking confused.

Ron stared at him and was himself clearly confused at Harry's reaction then added "Well. . . Umm. . . You two should be careful, seriously speaking. I wouldn't take points, but if Draco catches you, he will."

Harry gaped at Ron in disbelief. Ron seemed to finally realize Harry's troubles. "Do you think I don't want you dating my sister?" he asked in surprise.

"Ron, I'm not blind. You almost collapsed when you found out about Michael and when she mentioned Dean," Harry said in consternation.

"Michael and Dean are not you." Ron said flatly.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Harry asked feeling a bit more relaxed.

"Harry, don't think you are in love with just Ginny, trust me you are in love with my sister," Ron said smirking. "I have to tell you mate, it took you long enough. I was getting worried. I knew you'd eventually get there. I just – "

"How did you know? Why didn't you say anything?" Harry asked feeling air rush back into his lungs.

"Harry, it's hard not to notice the drastic changes in the two of you. I didn't want to push you and it turned out not to be necessary. But you guys are very obvious. You live out there in the clouds only coming back to grace us with your presence when Ginny's around. It's annoying and disgusting the way the two of you behave. Avoid me when you decide to kiss her, will you? I really don't want to see that! But just so you know; you and Ginny are the school gossip these days. Everyone –"

"What do you mean the school gossip?" Harry interrupted alarmed.

Ron stared at him in amazement. "Harry, you and Ginny seem to have a private world in which Hermione and I don't exist. Nobody else does either for that matter. From the moment you arrived this summer we knew you weren't the same person. To be honest mate, you were almost impossible! But it took Ginny only one conversation with you for you to ease up and completely change. Everyone noticed it. It was hard not too. You snarled at me, at Hermione, at the twins, everybody. But after a good talk with Ginny and a bit of Ginny attitude –. "

Harry let out a loud laugh. He just couldn't help it; he could snap at anybody but for some reason he just couldn't do it with Ginny.

"Laugh all you want, but it's true! Ginny can influence you like none of us can. When we got to school, you clearly began ditching us; looking for any excuse to be with her. Hermione seemed to be your favorite target for the very obvious excuses. She only had to open her mouth for you to run like mad. You even left if she was too quiet. Mate you've been impossible!" Ron said in a voice rich in exasperation.

Harry felt very embarrassed now. He realized that he had been doing this for some time. "Sorry . . . I – I really like your sister Ron. I – I didn't mean."

"Forget it, OK? It's been funny to see you fly away from us to Ginny. Anyway, Hermione said that Ginny was also impossible to deal with. So Hermione started to help you out giving you excuses, and sometimes I even helped her out. The minute that we started to fight and have a go, gone you were."

At that moment Hermione sat down with them and Harry felt he owed her an apology. He had not meant to treat her that way but now that he had been open and honest with himself and Ron, he felt he owed both of them an apology.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to treat you two that way." Harry said looking at them and feeling truly sorry for his behavior.

"What are you on about?" Hermione asked a bit lost.

"We were talking about last night and about Harry's feelings for Ginny," Ron clarified with wide eyes looking at Hermione.

Then Hermione smiled broadly. "Oh! So what about your feelings?" Her face glowing like she was talking about spew, and then she starting eating.

"I didn't mean to make you feel bad every time you opened your mouth. I-"

"I know, you just couldn't stop yourself." Hermione said smiling. "Don't worry about it. Ron and I had our fair share of fun with that too. We are guilty too. At first, we started doing it out of frustration and not knowing how to help you. But then it just became fun," Hermione admitted with a guilty expression on her face.

"So what is going between you and Ginny?" Ron asked and Hermione beamed at him eager to know.

No point on hiding it, he had admitted his feelings already. "I'm in love with Ginny. I know she likes me but I don't know how she really feels. She could very well like me but not – not, you know, feel the same way that I do." Harry finished feeling a bit sick at his own words.

Hermione snorted "Right!" she said rolling her eyes. "You really should talk about this with her. I mean really talk." She said with her mouth full. Harry smiled in amusement.

"I will eventually," Harry said. At that moment someone sat next to Harry and he didn't have to turn his head to know who it was. He had been smelling the perfume of her skin that was left on the book all night long. When he looked, indeed his senses had not failed him. Ginny was sitting next to him.

"Good Morning!" she said looking curiously at them.

"Morning" said the three of them at unison. Harry realized that all three of them were wearing very stupid looks on their faces.

"Is there something wrong with me." She said looking for something odd on her clothes.

"Nope. Just glad to see you Molly," Ron said in a mocking tone.

"RON! I hate it when you lot call me that. What in the world possessed you to call me that today?" said Ginny suddenly looking angry.

"That's your mother's name you know," Harry said surprised at her reaction.

"Well, it also happens to be mine." And Billius here knows it. She said on a flippant note.

Hermione burst out in a fit of laughter, Ron looked appalled and angry.

"You started it Ronald Bilius," she retorted.

"Well Ginny Molly I was only trying to greet you a good morning."

"How? Reminding me of all the times you and the twins teased me about that? You can hardly count that as a good morning."

"You are impossible!" Ron let his fork down with a clatter and stood up, took his bag, and left. Hermione who had already finished followed him.

Unable to hold it any longer Harry started laughing.

"Molly? That's your middle name?" Harry asked with a smirk on his face.

"You are going to make fun of me too?" Ginny said with a threatening look on her face.

"Nooo! I wouldn't dream of it" Harry said as he leaned closer and ran a finger down her arm and kissed her in the hollow between her neck and cheek. Ginny giggled in response and looked at him with a very warm expression on her face.

"Potter! Weasley! BEHAVIOUR!" Harry heard someone behind him bark as something heavy hit him on the head. He looked up to see a very disgruntled and indignant Professor McGonagall looking at them. In her hand was a rolled up copy of the last edition of The Daily Prophet which Harry realized had just been in contact with his head. She continued walking and as the Great Hall had been filling up nicely, now they had a several people staring and giggling at them.

"I'm suddenly not very hungry," Ginny said dropping her fork and giving him a small smile continued, "I'm going to go to class."

Harry grabbed his books and took some toast as he was determined to follow Ginny and make her eat some breakfast. He found her a way down the hall sitting in front of her still closed classroom.

"What are you doing here?" she asked surprised. "Are you looking for some more newspaper whacking?"

"I live for those!" he answered sarcastically. "No, I'm here, because I'm not allowing you to go to class without breakfast."

"Oh Harry! You shouldn't have!" Ginny replied with a warm expression on her face and obviously touched by his action. "I'm not sure that my stomach can st and it though. Too much morning stress."

"I know you don't like toast very much, but you'll have to eat at least one." He said taking the toast and putting it in front of her mouth. "Come on! Ooopen wide!" Harry said as he jiggled the toast in front of Ginny's mouth.

Ginny looked highly amused by his tactics and opened her mouth and took a bite.

"You see, now you can go to class." He said as he turned to sit by her side and pull her hands to him. He could never get enough of holding her hands; they felt so warm and soft. Ginny leaned her head on Harry's shoulder and he leaned his on top of hers. He was definitely in love. This was something he had never felt before. Ginny was finishing the last of her toast when Harry saw some students coming towards them.

"I'm going to go before McGonagall finds me with that newspaper of hers and before we start any more gossip. Did you know we are the school gossip these days?" Harry asked.

"We are?" Ginny asked with a strange expression on her face.

"Why?"

"I don't know. Ron said something about it this morning. I'll ask him. I'm going to my class," Harry said as he smiled and started to leave. Ginny, however, held him back.

"Harry, thanks for the toast," she said as she leaned to him and stood on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.