Chapter 3

"A Broken Heart"

Ginny opened the compartment door and shrieked at what she saw.

There was Harry on top of Hermione, snogging the life out of her. And just as it couldn't get any worse, Ginny noticed Hermione's shirt was off and it didn't exactly look like they were going to stop there.

Harry shot his head up at the noise and rolled off of Hermione and onto the floor.

"What are you guys doing here?!" he yelled. His anger quickly turned to fright when he saw the look on, a slightly taller Ron's, face.

"Get out, both of you now!" Hermione yelled at the two boys.

"But why 'Mione, it's not like I didn't already see you without a shirt on." Harry replied. Harry watched as her face became red in anger. "Okay..." He said.

Ginny watched the whole scene play out before here eyes and didn't move from her spot in the doorway. She was in shock. She came back to earth when Ron spoke.

"Gin, can you please move? I need to get into the hall." He said.

Ginny burst into tears and ran to the nearest empty compartment. She could hear Ron yelling from the hall.

"So first, you snog the girl you knew I've had a crush on for 6 years, and then on top of that you make me baby sister cry?!" He screeched.

"It's not my fault, Ron, that Hermione doesn't like you that way and that your sister is to pathetic to move on. You would think that after five years of me turning her down that she would get the picture. I didn't really think she was that daft!" Harry spat back.

Ginny then heard the sickening sound of Ron's fist hitting Harry right in the jaw. That's all she wanted to hear. She pulled her knees to her chest and gazed out the window. The only thing that blocked out the sound in the hall was her sobs.

She didn't know how long she sat there crying. She never stopped. Even when she heard the compartment door open.

"P-please, j-j-just go a-away." She said through gasps for air.

When she didn't hear the door close again she looked up at her intruder and glared at the blonde wizard.

"Ugh, I sh-should have kn-known. P-p-please just leave m-me alone Mal-malfoy. I don't have t-t-time right n-now." She said.

He just stared at her. 'What does she have to be so sad about? Nothing could be wrong with that little Weaslette and her perfect life.' He thought to himself.

When he didn't leave at her second plea, Ginny got up from her seat and stood inches away from him.

"I said leave. Wait, you know what? Don't leave, I don't care. My dad couldn't be any worse so go ahead and stay here a taunt me." She spat at him while glaring.

'I guess something is really bothering her if she could stand me taunting her. Might as well just do what she asks.' He thought.

He took one more look at her before walking back through the door and closing it.

"What just happened?" Ginny thought to herself. "Malfoy didn't even say anything to me! And what was with all the staring. It was almost like he understood me. How could that spoiled prat possibly understand me? All he understands is money and how to bring people down!!"

With that last thought she locked the door and went through her trunk for her robes. She looked in a mirror and muttered a spell to fix her make-up and tear-stained face.

She straightened her outfit and sat down next to the window and gazed out until the train pulled into the station.

She got off the train a fast as she could. The last thing she wanted to do was run into Harry, Hermione, Ron, or Malfoy. She clambered into a carriage and waited until some fourth years that she didn't know got in as well. She didn't say a word to them on the way up to the castle.

She walked into the great hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table in a less crowded spot.

When everyone sat down at their tables, the first years walked in. Two or three of them were soaked from falling into the lake.

Dumbledore stood and Ginny instantly remembered what he was going to announce. She regretted ever agreeing to do it.

After his speech, the first years strode up to the front as Professor McGonagall put out the sorting hat on the stool.

"Jones, Abby." She called out.

A very short girl with black hair walked up reluctantly.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" The sorting hat screamed. Cheers broke out at the Hufflepuff table while there was light applause from the others.

"Blaire, Stephanie."

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Jackson, Cynthia."

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Williams, David."

"RAVENCLAW!"

"Murphy, Joshua."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Mills, Thom."

"SLYTHERIN!"

"Wells, Grace."

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"And Simmons, Holli."

"RAVENCLAW!"

The first years all sat down and the applause ended. Dumbledore stood up again.

"I have a special announcement to make." He said, eyes twinkling. Ginny groaned.

"This is not something we normally do here at Hogwarts, but we have made an exception." He said, "We have let one of our students move up a grade for outstanding marks on all assignments and several O.W.L.S. The student we have picked is none other than Ginny Weasley."

All eyes turned to look at Ginny. There was a slight pause before people broke out in cheers. If only they knew how much she regretted her decision.

She didn't look up once. She could feel two pairs of eyes on her the most. One pair was emerald green, and the other silvery-blue.

"Since I have made all of the announcements I can think of, tuck in!" Dumbledore finished.

Instantly the plates in front of them were filled with food. Ginny didn't feel like eating much.

She got up and walked towards the door. No one noticed except for Harry. She saw him as he eyed her body from head to toe.

'What is he doing that for now? He should have noticed me before he went to snog my so-called "best friend"! So now he's interested because I look good? No, I don't think so. I'll never forgive him for this.' She thought.

She said the password (Exploding Snap) and the portrait hole opened. She climbed the stairs to her dormitory, passing the sixth year's on the way. She laid down on her bed and cried herself to sleep.

Back at the feast, Draco looked up from his plate and noticed that Ginny had left.

'Why have I taken such a sudden interest in that girl?' He thought.

He looked back down to his plate and started eating again.

Harry sat there as Hermione chewed his ear off. 'Will she ever shut up?' He had noticed Ginny getting up from her seat and walk toward the door.

'What happened to her this summer?' He thought will looking her up and down. 'She's grown up and I like it. No matter how mad at me she is, she'll come back as soon as I say sorry. She'll be mine.'

"Hey 'Mione," He cut her off, "I think I'm going to go to bed. I'm not feeling well."

"Okay Harry, I hope you feel better!" She replied.

He kissed her passionately, keeping one eye on the seething Ron, and got up from his seat.

When he walked through the portrait hole, he strode across the common room to the girl's staircase. He had learned how to get up the stairs without it turning into a slide last year. He shook the banister and ran up the steps.

He came to the sixth year's dormitory and opened the door. When he found no one in there he remembered Dumbledore saying something about how Ginny had moved to seventh year.

'This will make my plan even easier. She'll be seeing a lot more of me this way.' He thought. He climbed another flight of stairs and came upon the seventh year, girl's dorm. He opened the door and say Ginny asleep on her bed.

He came to the side of it and bent down. After one last pause, he crashed his lips onto hers.