Summary: Ginny's got a secret admirer. Could he be that cute new teacher? Could he be her house team's seeker? Could he be someone whom she knew right from her very first year at Hogwarts? Or could he be one of the most unlikely person to even notice her?

Disclaimer: NOT MINE! Although I wish they were a product of my very own imagination, sad to say I only own the plot & the other characters that might pop up somewhere down the road here.

PhoenixRae's Notes: Well, after posting that last chapter I kinda had a hard time figuring out what to do next for this chapter. Thankfully I had a couple of days to work it out and now here I am, back and it's the weekend…yay! I got a party to go to tonight. Its at work and our company's celebrating its 25th year anniversary. We're going to Playdium—yippeee!!! But alas, I ain't allowed to get drunk coz I'm gonna be driving home :::pouts:::

PhoenixRae's Notes 2: Since I started off using "Zambini" even though I knew it was wrong, I kinda am too lazy to go back and redo it so for now I'll stick with using that spelling for Blaise's last name, alright? Anyway thank you to all those who corrected me. Since I rarely use Blaise in any of my fics, I am not really sure how his (or maybe her, hehehe) is spelt.

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VI. Another APC Prospect

Ginny rolled to her side and was awakened when she felt something pecking on the back of her hand. She swiped at whatever it was to stop, but two seconds later the pecking started again. Growling into her pillow at being interrupted while sleeping, she opened her eyes and was ready to glare down at the merry prankster disrupting her peaceful slumber when she suddenly stifled a scream and almost fell off her bed backwards at the sight of the large owl perched by her pillow. On its beak clamped three fully bloomed red roses while on its leg a rolled-up parchment was tied bearing the same border that the parchment where her last three letters written on.

Sitting up straight, she took the roses from the owl's beak and quickly sniffed its wonderful fragrance. Setting the roses on her pillow, she reached over and untied the parchment from the owl's leg and unrolled it. The predominantly white owl hooted, begging for a treat for the service it rendered.

Ginny gave the owl an apologetic smile and rubbed its head.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. I'm afraid I ran out of treats to give away. But if you stick around for a while, when Abby wakes up I'll ask her if she had any treats left, OK?" she promised the bird.

The owl hooted its agreement and gently nipped her fingertip. Ginny smiled back and turned her gaze back on the piece of parchment in her hands. Unlike his previous letters, this time he started his letter yet a bit more differently than the last time.

Ginny Weasley of Gryffindor House,

Hope you are feeling better after yesterday's intense game…enjoy the
roses…its sweet, delicate scent reminds me so much of you…

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When the visions around you,
Bring tears to your eyes
And all that surround you,
Are secrets and lies
I'll be your strength,
I'll give you hope,
Keeping your faith when it's gone
The one you should call,
Was standing here all along…

And I will take
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you

I've loved you forever,
In lifetimes before
And I promise you never...
Will you hurt anymore
I give you my word
I give you my heart

And with this vow,
Forever has now begun...

Just close your eyes
Each loving day
I know this feeling won't go away
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you…

Over and over I fall
When I hear you call
Without you in my life baby
I just wouldn't be living at all...

And I will take
You in my arms
And hold you right where you belong
Till the day my life is through
This I promise you baby

Just close your eyes
Each loving day (each loving day)
I know this feeling won't go away (no..)
Every word I say is true
This I promise you

Every word I say is true
This I promise you
Ooh, I promise you...

"Oooooh my God!" Abigail giggled after she read the letter Ginny's APC sent her. "He's such a sweetheart, Gin! And the roses," she put the letter down and leaned over to Ginny's side table where the three roses were placed in a crystal vase and inhaled the its scent, "These roses are simply gorgeous!"

Ginny watched her friend with a funny expression on her face. She had never seen Abigail act this way before. This APC of hers—and the mystery surrounding it—sure got her friend all excited and romantic!

"I wish I have an APC like yours," she muttered as she gazed lovingly at the roses.

"Well I wish my damn APC reveal himself! In as much as I enjoy receiving his lovely, mushy letters, I still would want to know who he is for pity's sake!" Ginny complained and took the parchment from her friend's hand, scanning through it once more and trying to figure out who could her secret admirer possibly be.

Abigail looked up from the roses she was admiring and frowned, "You still think its Harry that's behind all this?" she questioned.

"I don't know, Abs. I mean, sure I'd suspect Harry to be behind the letters and now the roses, but after yesterday…well," she paused and stared hard on the letter in her hands.

Abigail was left hanging on to what her friend was about to say. She waited for Ginny to continue whatever it was she was saying, but her friend just stopped there without showing any signs of continuing. She hated it when Ginny does that.

"Hello? I'm dying here," she waved her hand in front of her friend, wanting to catch Ginny's attention and get her to continue whatever it was she was about to say.

Ginny frowned up at her friend, "Sorry?"

Abigail made a face at her friend, "You were saying something about what happened yesterday that made you change your mind about Harry being your APC," she reminded her.

"Oh. Oh! That…yeah, well…" Ginny shrugged and returned her gaze back on the piece of parchment, "After Blaise saved me I just thought…well, after what he did it got me thinking that…" her voice faltered off as she stared into space, mentally discussing with herself what just happened the day before when Blaise Zambini saved her from her near-death experience.

Once again Abigail was left hanging in suspense when Ginny didn't bother finishing her sentence. Honestly, sometimes she wondered why she was even friends with Ginny Weasley when the girl hardly ever finishes her sentences!

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"Hey Ginny," Oliver greeted when he saw the sixth year red haired Gryffindor girl heading towards the Great Hall at lunch time.

Ginny smiled up at the new History of Magic teacher and waited until he reached her before continuing on to the Great Hall.

"Hello, Oliver," she said automatically, then realized who she was talking to and quickly amended her greeting, "I mean, hello Professor Wood," she smiled cheekily.

Oliver chuckled and shook his head, "Please, Ginny, it's just us. Call me Oliver. I already told you being addressed as 'professor' kinda gives me the creeps," he admitted.

"Still?" she raised an eyebrow at his confession. "Shouldn't you be used to it by now? I mean we're already a month into the new school year, Oliver."

Oliver looked a bit sheepish and scratched the back of his neck, "Yeah, I know that, Ginny, but I still feel so damn uncomfortable when my former housemates address me as 'Professor Wood'. It's a wonder how Harry could stand calling me professor when back when we were playing Quidditch together we just call each other by our last names or first names—or sometimes even worse names that I shouldn't even say to you."

"And why not?" Ginny raised an eyebrow questioningly, "Please, Professor, it's not like I haven't heard nor said any bad words before. My brothers might be so damn overprotective of me, but in case you guys have overlooked, I have my own circle of friends too who could be as potty-mouthed as the next person could be."

Oliver believed her, but he still didn't want to tell her what kind of names he and Harry called each other back when he was still a student at Hogwarts.

"Those names Potter and I called each other weren't fit to be repeated in front of a lady," he winked.

Ginny made a face at him and shook her head. "Fine then, you keep your secrets."

"Oh I think I will," he chuckled cryptically.

Ginny caught that tone and quickly frowned up at him, an eyebrow raised and watched his face more closely. She was about to ask him what he meant when she suddenly collided with someone as they rounded the corner.

"Oh!" the force of the collision threw her back and into Oliver's arms that automatically circled around her.

Her assailant stopped on his tracks and turned a pair of glaring grey eyes at her, oblivious of her companion who happened to be a teacher.

"Watch where you're going, Weasel!" Draco scolded, standing to his full height in front of her.

Ginny pushed herself gently away from Oliver's arms and returned Draco's glare back at him, "You should also be looking where you're going, bleached boy! It wasn't my fault that you don't pay attention to where you're going."

Instead of looking miffed at being talked back by the youngest Weasley, Draco slightly amused. So that little show of temper he witnessed on the train two months ago wasn't just a fluke; the little weasel had indeed grown a pair.

"I see you're getting lessons in self-defence. Tell me, do they also teach you how to be sharp-tongued and quick-witted?"

"My wit's quicker than yours, peroxide pest, whether I am taught how to be or not! I may be a year younger and had always been the meek, timid Ginny Weasley, but you don't really know the real me so word of advice? Stay the hell out of my way and next time, watch where you're going! You have two goofs of a goon to watch out where you're going—they should do a better job next time if I were you," she snarled and before he could say another word, she quickly shoved past him and walked with her chin raised in the air.

"Bitch," she heard Draco mutter after she walked off.

Ginny ignored it and just kept right on walking. She doesn't know why she hated Draco Malfoy so damn much. Sure he often made fun of her family and her brothers, and he sometimes made fun of her if she was unfortunate enough to be within firing range of his insults.

He just rubbed her the wrong way that was all.

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A/N: Alright, this took longer than I expected, and I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I had been busy last week. For some reason it was one of those weeks when it was so damn busy at work I can't believe it was almost quitting time and I haven't finished everything I have to do yet!

A/N2: this time our APC's 'love poem' is courtesy of N Sync's This I Promise You

PhoenixRae's Thank Yous: I've decided to do a one-shot shout-out to everyone once again.

Kitty (and nope, I don't mind being called Rae-san or Phoenix-san, I think Rae is much shorter & easier anyway), mya14, dracos-gurl, GirlAngel, Lia (Blaise is...oh gosh-darnit! I forgot what position he plays *lol* wait, let me try and remember...), Faltering Hues (thanks for liking the Quidditch action), sassw14, Flameprincess, Crystal, August, Noelle, Miss Marauder, MelissaAdams (Harry was neck-to-neck with Draco trying to catch the snitch when he caught sight of Ginny falling off her broom and decided to abandon the game & rescue his best friend's sister before she breaks her neck, hehehehe), Faxton, vanns, Cheater531, MoonlightNIV (hmm...I never read all the Sweet Valley book series--I only read a few stories and never really liked 'em much--so I can't be sure, and if ever the name RANDY MASON was used there, it was purely coincidental), Kodomo Cow, Vld (I know Blaise's character in fic's is kinda blurry...I mean, sometimes I read about Blaise as being a boy and sometimes a girl, in this case, for my fic I'm making Blaise a boy...just coz...hehehe, for fun, I guess), wowsergirl (*lol* you're crazy! of course you can have Blaise...but maybe later, hehehe), mavis, *karly*, Adria, December's Girl, Duckluvr7, Fallen Angel of Darkness, Loves-Kiss, Cassandra Sisenta or Krey-Zey, Talisa (that's the whole point, dear, to confuse you all, hehehehe, aren't I evil? ::winks::), Slytherin Child (since I have no idea what Blaise looks like, I gotta make him look like someone and the first person that popped into my mind was...well, actually it was a toss between Chad Michael Murray & Tom Welling, but I often preferred brunettes to blondes so Tom Welling won *lol*), MiSs-BeHaVe (of course you'll find out! I'll be dropping some more hints in the future chapters and it'll be up to you readers/reviewers to decipher who he is exactly), SAKURAnTOKYO, Larien, Eva, Blue thorn a.k.a. B.C.R., Blu Misterie, Xiaoyu Ling, izzy (hmm...no guarantees of my updating everyday...last week was a pretty hectic week for me and I only updated I think once last week so maybe I won't be able to update as often as I can like what I did with Defense), Neni Potter, Curly-Q, aznqtpi, Jessica Lyn