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Ginny braced herself for the pain of hitting the hard ground. She felt the wind against her face as she fell. But just as she expected to hit the ground, strong arms caught her. Ginny clinged to her rescuer, not wanting him to let go. Her heart was pounding from exhaustion and shock. Her helper slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her up standing. But she had to lean against her rescuer; her legs didn't seem to want to carry her yet. Ginny was still looking down at the ground, she felt her cheeks burn from embarrassment of falling.
"Ginny?" a familiar voice asked. It sounded concerned. Ginny groaned, this was just too humiliating. "Ginny, you okay?" Ginny lifted her head and met Harry's emerald eyes.
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Harry had walked out through the door just as Ginny started to fall. He had reacted instantly, running as fast as he possibly could. He had no clue how he got to her before she hit the ground, but he had. The seconds had seemed to snail, and Harry found it strange, but he only had Ginny on his mind at that point.
At first he doubted that he actually caught her in time, she didn't weigh anything. But he had looked down and seen that fiery hair spread all over himself.
Was she hurt? was his first thought. He voiced his concern. "Ginny, you okay?"
Her brown eyes met his and he almost had second thoughts about asking her. She looked slightly terrified and embarrassed for some reason.
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Ginny couldn't speak. Her mouth had gone dry. Why on earth had it been Harry who'd come to her rescue? She already knew why; Harry's 'hero'-instincts. Despite that she couldn't help but to ask 'why not someone like Colin?'. As if he was eavesdropping on them, Colin Creevy emerged from what seemed like thin air. He stopped at the sight and smiled at the two of them.
"Finally caught her eh, Potter?" he said, imitating Malfoy on the dot with the sneered 'Potter'.
"You know, Colin, there's this big lake over there. You might want to go and drown yourself in it", Harry replied coolly. Colin just kept smiling at them but kept his mouth shut, the smile permanent on his lips, as he made his way back to the castle. "Sorry about that", Harry said and looked back down at her. Ginny suddenly became aware of how they were standing. Or rather, she was leaning against Harry.
"I think I'm able to stand on my own now, Harry", she blurted out. Harry blushed and quickly let go of her, almost causing her to fall over again. Once standing Ginny brushed off what dust could possibly be on her and refused to look at Harry. She was practically dripping with sweat, her hair and fallen out from her ponytail and she face must have been crimson red. "Thank you", she said quietly. He just nodded at her and turned to walk back up to the castle. Ginny followed, still not looking at Harry.
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Author's note: Well… That was this chapter… Hope you liked it. I have one more chapter to write, and then this is complete. Please review and tell me what you think!