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A/N: Wow, been a year since I'v updated. Your reviews have made me a very guilty girl... Thank you, you are all so kind.
"Ginny, listen, I can explain everything." Harry grabbed the small red-head's shoulder.
"Explain what? I should've listened when everyone told me you had a thing for Ginny. I should have known." She shrugged his hand away and went to stand on the opposite side of the bedroom. A knock came from the door.
"Uh, Harry?" Neville's voice sounded nervous from the other side of the doorway.
"Go away, Neville!" They both shouted. Hurried footsteps were heard retreating from the door.
"What happened between Hermione and I meant nothing."
"Then why couldn't you tell me? Why did I have to find out because of some stupid threatening letter from Malfoy? Why didn't you just tell me?" She looked away from him, clearly hurt.
"Come on Ginny. There's nothing to be sore about. Ron forgave Hermione."
"Well, I guess Ron is just a better person. Or maybe he doesn't see the problem in his best friend kissing his girl!"
"We've known each other for so long, it was bound to happen sooner or later."
"Oh, and that makes it alright?"
"No, of course..."
"Go on, just keep digging yourself in deeper..." She crossed her arms over her chest and stared unsympathetically at her boyfriend.
"All I meant was...."
"Forget it, Harry. I'm sick of this. I'm too angry even to look at your right now." She turned on her hell and the door opened by its own, sensing that if it hadn't it was quite likely that she would've ripped it right off of its hinges.
She stomped down the hall, passing the afore mentioned friends, "Ginny..." The younger girl shot them a look that told them she was in no mood to talk to either of the two, for a very long time.
Ginny sat in the library, flicking her wand at the pages in the book, making them turn. "Ginny..." The voice caught her off guard and she sent the corner of one of the pages on fire by accident. "Oh..."
The boy leaned over and patted the flame out with the palm of his hand. He grinned. "No harm done." He then reached for her hand, taking it in his own. She blushed a deep red and tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tight.
"Hello Colin."
"What's wrong, Ginny?" With his free hand, he reached into his pocket and took out a piece of chocolate, breaking it in half and giving part to the girl.
"Oh, it's nothing. Harry and I... I think it's over between us."
"Oh. Well, that's not so bad, right? I mean, really he has too much on his plate to be worrying himself with a girlfriend." He caught the look from Ginny. "What I mean to say is, he doesn't have the time to treat you like you should be treated. I would treat you better, Ginny."
She blushed again, taking a bite out of the chocolate. "Thank you, Colin."
"Um, I was wondering," He nervously raised his hand to the back of his neck, "If you wanted to go out sometime, with me."
"OH, I don't know..." She trailed off as the doors opened and Harry walked in, his eyes scanning the room for Ginny. She looked back to Colin. "Actually, that does sound kind of nice."
Colin smiled, "Great! How does this Friday sound?"
"Fine." Once she knew Harry was looking, she leaned over and kissed Colin lightly on the lips. "See you then!" She got up and skipped out of the library.