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A/N: As always, here we go. Chapter 2! Review! Come on, you know you want to!
"..And now, tuck in!"
Albus Dumbledore had just finished his beginning of the year speech, and the scared little first years had been Sorted into their respective houses, and now pounds of the most delicious food appeared upon the tables in the Great Hall. Without needing to be told twice, Harry & Ron began shoveling food onto their plates as Ginny & Hermione looked at them disgustingly.
"Men." The two uttered under their breaths. The boys looked up but then returned to the task at hand: eating their weight in meat pie.
After a very hearty meal, the four friends began their trek to the Gryffindor Common Room. Although they were talking heartily about many different subjects, a quiet discomfort had long since begun to grow. After Hermione had whispered the password ("Lethifold.") They all settled on the couches surrounding the blazing fire. After soft, lofty, conversation, Hermione stood up and looked at Ron.
"Er...Ron?" He looked up at her nervously. "I sort of need help organizing my belongings in my room, would you mind?"
"Why not Ginny?"
Ginny saw what Hermione was trying to do and proceeded to help it along. "Because I have to go talk to Colin about some of the Transfiguration homework we had over the holiday."
Ron shrugged and followed Hermione dutifully to her Head Girl dormitory.
Ginny grinned widely and screamed, "SCORE!" While Harry glanced up and began to laugh. When she turned around to face him, his laughter died off and he looked away.
"Uh...Harry..about earlier.."
"Ginny..I.."
Their eyes locked for seconds at a time before Ginny pulled away.
"Maybe we should forget about it. I really don't know what came over me."
If Ginny had looked at him right then, she would have seen the glimmer of hope die away from his emerald eyes.
"Oh.uhm..alright then."
Ginny sat down on the couch perpendicular to Harry's and looked straight into the fire. They didn't dare speak or even look at each other.
'Great move there, Potter,' Harry thought to himself. 'Awkward silence.' He wanted to look at her so badly, but found himself nervous that she'd catch his eye. But he wasn't satisfied with the awkward silence in between them.
Neither was Ginny. She hoped and prayed that someone, anyone, would come and rescue one of them away from the awkward silence that had surrounded them.
'This was never supposed to happen between us! Harry is the one who always saved me from the wrath of Ron's brotherly over protectiveness! We could always joke and talk about my boyfriends, or the guys I fancied!' She thought desperately.
'Well not now that he's the one you want to snog senseless!' A little voice reminded her.
Taking a swift glance in Harry's direction, Ginny rose slowly and mumbled a goodbye before racing off towards the Girl's Dormitory. Harry turned and watched her go, waiting until that fateful slam. Harry watched the fire dwindle for another hour before surveying the nearly empty Common Room. After waving a goodnight to Neville, Dean, and Seamus, he trudged off to the dormitory he shared with the three boys and Ron.
'Ron.' He thought. Then he let out a half-hearted laugh when he realized that he hadn't seen him or Hermione since she had dragged him to her room. Nor would Harry see him until nearly after 1 a.m. when Ron tiptoed quietly into the room with a lopsided smile on his face.
Within minutes, Ron began his soft snore, and Harry was still laying awake, attempting to get the picture of Ginny Weasley out of his mind.
But to no avail.
A/N: As always, here we go. Chapter 2! Review! Come on, you know you want to!
"..And now, tuck in!"
Albus Dumbledore had just finished his beginning of the year speech, and the scared little first years had been Sorted into their respective houses, and now pounds of the most delicious food appeared upon the tables in the Great Hall. Without needing to be told twice, Harry & Ron began shoveling food onto their plates as Ginny & Hermione looked at them disgustingly.
"Men." The two uttered under their breaths. The boys looked up but then returned to the task at hand: eating their weight in meat pie.
After a very hearty meal, the four friends began their trek to the Gryffindor Common Room. Although they were talking heartily about many different subjects, a quiet discomfort had long since begun to grow. After Hermione had whispered the password ("Lethifold.") They all settled on the couches surrounding the blazing fire. After soft, lofty, conversation, Hermione stood up and looked at Ron.
"Er...Ron?" He looked up at her nervously. "I sort of need help organizing my belongings in my room, would you mind?"
"Why not Ginny?"
Ginny saw what Hermione was trying to do and proceeded to help it along. "Because I have to go talk to Colin about some of the Transfiguration homework we had over the holiday."
Ron shrugged and followed Hermione dutifully to her Head Girl dormitory.
Ginny grinned widely and screamed, "SCORE!" While Harry glanced up and began to laugh. When she turned around to face him, his laughter died off and he looked away.
"Uh...Harry..about earlier.."
"Ginny..I.."
Their eyes locked for seconds at a time before Ginny pulled away.
"Maybe we should forget about it. I really don't know what came over me."
If Ginny had looked at him right then, she would have seen the glimmer of hope die away from his emerald eyes.
"Oh.uhm..alright then."
Ginny sat down on the couch perpendicular to Harry's and looked straight into the fire. They didn't dare speak or even look at each other.
'Great move there, Potter,' Harry thought to himself. 'Awkward silence.' He wanted to look at her so badly, but found himself nervous that she'd catch his eye. But he wasn't satisfied with the awkward silence in between them.
Neither was Ginny. She hoped and prayed that someone, anyone, would come and rescue one of them away from the awkward silence that had surrounded them.
'This was never supposed to happen between us! Harry is the one who always saved me from the wrath of Ron's brotherly over protectiveness! We could always joke and talk about my boyfriends, or the guys I fancied!' She thought desperately.
'Well not now that he's the one you want to snog senseless!' A little voice reminded her.
Taking a swift glance in Harry's direction, Ginny rose slowly and mumbled a goodbye before racing off towards the Girl's Dormitory. Harry turned and watched her go, waiting until that fateful slam. Harry watched the fire dwindle for another hour before surveying the nearly empty Common Room. After waving a goodnight to Neville, Dean, and Seamus, he trudged off to the dormitory he shared with the three boys and Ron.
'Ron.' He thought. Then he let out a half-hearted laugh when he realized that he hadn't seen him or Hermione since she had dragged him to her room. Nor would Harry see him until nearly after 1 a.m. when Ron tiptoed quietly into the room with a lopsided smile on his face.
Within minutes, Ron began his soft snore, and Harry was still laying awake, attempting to get the picture of Ginny Weasley out of his mind.
But to no avail.