WHO DO YOU LOVE?
DISCLAIMER. Everything belongs to THE JK Rowling. Though I wish that I have thought of it!
The Hogwarts train pulled to a stop and Dean Thomas immediately went out of their compartment to wait by the corridor. He ran his eyes through the wave of people getting out of the train and waited for a glimpse of long red hair among the crowd. I wonder where she is, he thought.
Dean had been thinking of Ginny Weasley all summer long. He asked her out at the end of the term last year, and she readily said yes to him. He thought that he would never have the chance to do so. But luckily for him, she ditched that bloke Michael Corner after the Ravenclaw match. Good for her, he always thought that he was a bit of an idiot.
He can't exactly recall when his crush with his roommate's little sister began. Maybe it was somewhere between the time she imitated Umbridge's "Hem hem " in Hogs Head so convincingly and when she suggested the name Dumbledore's Army for their club. He knew then that she was a pretty interesting girl. Not to mention the fact that she's beautiful. But then looks never did matter to him that much. He's more into the personality. And Ginny Weasley has that. And a charming one too. Since then, she had unwaveringly caught his attention. Her witty remarks always amused him whenever he hears her talking to one of her classmates in the common room. Her sense of humor was wicked and infectious. And she's also a good Quidditch player. Who wouldn't like a girl like THAT, he asked himself.
Harry Potter. A small voice in his head answered.
He forgot about that one. Ginny did use to have a major crush on Harry. She even gave him that singing Valentine card to him during her first year in Hogwarts. He remembered sympathizing with Harry as he watched him struggling with that ugly elf. He couldn't blame him, he would do the same thing given the same situation. Dean grinned as he remembered some of the lines sung by the elf. "Eyes as green as a fresh pickled toad? " Clearly, Ginny was no poet, he told himself.
That was about four years ago, and it's fairly obvious that her infatuation with Harry is over. She wouldn't have gone out with that Ravenclaw bloke if that wasn't the case. And besides, Harry fancied that Chang girl, everybody knows that. What Ginny must have felt . . . But that doesn't matter now, what's important is that he likes her and she must like him too, since she agreed to go out with him. And that's not a bad start, Dean thought. He suddenly caught a flash of long red hair and saw her emerge from one of the compartment.
"Ginny!" Dean shouted over the bustle of the crowd.
"Checkmate!" said Ron, with a triumphant grin on his face.
Harry sighed dejectedly. They have been playing for two hours and a half, and he was already thinking that he'll finally beat Ron at chess. But it was to no avail, he still lost in the end. He put up a good fight though, it never lasted this long usually.
"That was a close fight! The day would come my friend, mark my words, when I would finally beat you!" Harry said mock seriously to the gloating face of Ron.
"Not to worry Harry, you'll still be friends after 10 years, so you've got loads of time to polish your chess tactics." said Ginny teasingly. She and Hermione have been watching the game for the past half an hour. Having been finished with a puzzle that she was answering in The Quibbler, she was surprised to find Ron and Harry still playing. It usually didn't last that long.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Ginny! Sure do appreciate it, especially now that I just lost after two and a half hour of thinking of the right moves to make!" Harry drawled lightly.
"Anytime, Harry!" Ginny grinned cheekily at him.
"Sorry, mate. Better luck next time!" said Ron, a cocky smile on his face.
"Yeah, Harry. There are still other days", Hermione said, joining in the teasing banter. "Anyway, enough of that, we better change." They all opened their trunk and pulled on their school robes. She and Ron pinned their prefect badges on their chests.
At last, the train began to slow down and they heard the usual racket as everybody prepared their trunks for departure. Ron and Hermione left the carriage to do their prefect duties, leaving Crookshanks and Pig for Harry and Ginny to look after.
"I was so close. . . so close . . ." Harry muttered, a frustrated look on his face. He took hold of both Hedwig and Pig's cages.
"Get over it, Harry!", Ginny laughingly said as she hoisted Crookshanks into her arms "As I said, you've got years to plan your Ultimate Victory!"
"Laugh if you will, Ms. Weasley! But your brother sure is one heck of a chessplayer. I've never won against him! Not one, I tell you!" Harry complained dramatically, the corner of his mouth twitching and his eyes twinkling.
"You haven't?! Oh, poor Mr. Potter, six years, and not one chess victory to go with his name," said Ginny in a mock sympathetic voice, patting Harry consolingly on the shoulder, and walking out of their compartment. "At least I have one attached to mine." she said breezily.
"WHAT!" Harry practically shouted as he shuffled out of the carriage. "You don't mean to tell me that -"
"Yes, Harry!" said Ginny, enjoying the shocked look on Harry's face.
"B-b-but HOW?!" Harry sputtered with disbelief. He cannot believe that Ginny had already beaten Ron! He stared at Ginny with a mixture of disbelief and admiration.
"Well -" she began, when someone called her name.
"Ginny!"
Ginny looked around and saw Dean Thomas waving to her."I'll have to tell you next time Harry," said Ginny in an apologetic voice. "I have to go and meet up with Dean. I'll just look for you guys later to hand over Crookshanks, okay?"
"Yeah - sure . . ." Harry said, watching her retreating back as she went over to Dean.
DISCLAIMER. Everything belongs to THE JK Rowling. Though I wish that I have thought of it!
The Hogwarts train pulled to a stop and Dean Thomas immediately went out of their compartment to wait by the corridor. He ran his eyes through the wave of people getting out of the train and waited for a glimpse of long red hair among the crowd. I wonder where she is, he thought.
Dean had been thinking of Ginny Weasley all summer long. He asked her out at the end of the term last year, and she readily said yes to him. He thought that he would never have the chance to do so. But luckily for him, she ditched that bloke Michael Corner after the Ravenclaw match. Good for her, he always thought that he was a bit of an idiot.
He can't exactly recall when his crush with his roommate's little sister began. Maybe it was somewhere between the time she imitated Umbridge's "Hem hem " in Hogs Head so convincingly and when she suggested the name Dumbledore's Army for their club. He knew then that she was a pretty interesting girl. Not to mention the fact that she's beautiful. But then looks never did matter to him that much. He's more into the personality. And Ginny Weasley has that. And a charming one too. Since then, she had unwaveringly caught his attention. Her witty remarks always amused him whenever he hears her talking to one of her classmates in the common room. Her sense of humor was wicked and infectious. And she's also a good Quidditch player. Who wouldn't like a girl like THAT, he asked himself.
Harry Potter. A small voice in his head answered.
He forgot about that one. Ginny did use to have a major crush on Harry. She even gave him that singing Valentine card to him during her first year in Hogwarts. He remembered sympathizing with Harry as he watched him struggling with that ugly elf. He couldn't blame him, he would do the same thing given the same situation. Dean grinned as he remembered some of the lines sung by the elf. "Eyes as green as a fresh pickled toad? " Clearly, Ginny was no poet, he told himself.
That was about four years ago, and it's fairly obvious that her infatuation with Harry is over. She wouldn't have gone out with that Ravenclaw bloke if that wasn't the case. And besides, Harry fancied that Chang girl, everybody knows that. What Ginny must have felt . . . But that doesn't matter now, what's important is that he likes her and she must like him too, since she agreed to go out with him. And that's not a bad start, Dean thought. He suddenly caught a flash of long red hair and saw her emerge from one of the compartment.
"Ginny!" Dean shouted over the bustle of the crowd.
"Checkmate!" said Ron, with a triumphant grin on his face.
Harry sighed dejectedly. They have been playing for two hours and a half, and he was already thinking that he'll finally beat Ron at chess. But it was to no avail, he still lost in the end. He put up a good fight though, it never lasted this long usually.
"That was a close fight! The day would come my friend, mark my words, when I would finally beat you!" Harry said mock seriously to the gloating face of Ron.
"Not to worry Harry, you'll still be friends after 10 years, so you've got loads of time to polish your chess tactics." said Ginny teasingly. She and Hermione have been watching the game for the past half an hour. Having been finished with a puzzle that she was answering in The Quibbler, she was surprised to find Ron and Harry still playing. It usually didn't last that long.
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, Ginny! Sure do appreciate it, especially now that I just lost after two and a half hour of thinking of the right moves to make!" Harry drawled lightly.
"Anytime, Harry!" Ginny grinned cheekily at him.
"Sorry, mate. Better luck next time!" said Ron, a cocky smile on his face.
"Yeah, Harry. There are still other days", Hermione said, joining in the teasing banter. "Anyway, enough of that, we better change." They all opened their trunk and pulled on their school robes. She and Ron pinned their prefect badges on their chests.
At last, the train began to slow down and they heard the usual racket as everybody prepared their trunks for departure. Ron and Hermione left the carriage to do their prefect duties, leaving Crookshanks and Pig for Harry and Ginny to look after.
"I was so close. . . so close . . ." Harry muttered, a frustrated look on his face. He took hold of both Hedwig and Pig's cages.
"Get over it, Harry!", Ginny laughingly said as she hoisted Crookshanks into her arms "As I said, you've got years to plan your Ultimate Victory!"
"Laugh if you will, Ms. Weasley! But your brother sure is one heck of a chessplayer. I've never won against him! Not one, I tell you!" Harry complained dramatically, the corner of his mouth twitching and his eyes twinkling.
"You haven't?! Oh, poor Mr. Potter, six years, and not one chess victory to go with his name," said Ginny in a mock sympathetic voice, patting Harry consolingly on the shoulder, and walking out of their compartment. "At least I have one attached to mine." she said breezily.
"WHAT!" Harry practically shouted as he shuffled out of the carriage. "You don't mean to tell me that -"
"Yes, Harry!" said Ginny, enjoying the shocked look on Harry's face.
"B-b-but HOW?!" Harry sputtered with disbelief. He cannot believe that Ginny had already beaten Ron! He stared at Ginny with a mixture of disbelief and admiration.
"Well -" she began, when someone called her name.
"Ginny!"
Ginny looked around and saw Dean Thomas waving to her."I'll have to tell you next time Harry," said Ginny in an apologetic voice. "I have to go and meet up with Dean. I'll just look for you guys later to hand over Crookshanks, okay?"
"Yeah - sure . . ." Harry said, watching her retreating back as she went over to Dean.