"Shit," I said to myself. "Where am I supposed to go?"

Ginny.

No, a random girl's name did not just pop into my head. Ron's sister Ginny was right down the hallway. She had a single dorm, but she could probably squeeze me in until I worked things out with Ron and Hermione.

But currently, I was extremely pissed with them.

Yeah, I had other friends here too, but none that I felt comfortable with to just show up at their door in the middle of the night asking if I could crash there. Yeah, that would go real smooth.

I trudged down the hallway (thankfully I had socks on), and looked for Ginny's dorm. I forgot that she all the way down the hall, far away from my dorm.

I finally found it, 88h. I was about to knock on the door when I thought of something. I didn't currently know what Ginny's dating situation was, and with my luck she could be having hot sex with some guy. Hmm, that would be awkward.

Oh well I decided to give it a shot anyway.

I knocked on her door, and waited a few seconds for her to answer. She peered through the door, and smiled when she saw it was me.

"Hey Harry" ::yawn:: "What are you doing here so" ::yawn:: "Late?"

She was so cute when she was confused.

Whoa. Did I say cute? Never mind. We'll figure this out later.

"Er...I kinda had a problem with Ron and Hermione, and I need a place to crash for the night..."

I could tell she was awake now...because she was giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked her, slightly annoyed. What was this, piss Harry off night? I have to remember to mark it on my calendar next time so I know to go curl up in a corner and die.

"It's just that, you're standing outside of my dorm at midnight in your boxers with a pillow asking if you can crash here. See the humor anywhere?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Wow, really funny. Now, can I stay with you or not?"

"I don't know," she answered slowly. "I'm kind of in the middle of some hot sex right now..."

I knew it.

"I'm just kidding Harry, of course you can stay here tonight."

Phew, I wasn't really looking forward to sleeping out in the hallway. Not on my list of hottest places to spend the night.

I stepped inside, and she closed the door and locked it behind her. I already felt out of place.

"Ok, I guess I'll set up my stuff on the floor...good thing you sweep," I said grinning.

"Oh no you don't. You're not sleeping on the floor."

What? Where was I gonna sleep then, on top of the dresser?

"I'll sleep on the floor tonight, and you can take the bed."

Give me a friggen break. It's her place. She shouldn't have to sleep on the floor. So I told her that.

"Aw come on Gin, it's your place, so you shouldn't have to sleep on the floor."

Told ya.

"I know, but I feel bad having other people sleep on the floor, so I usually take it."

Wait, rewind.

"Do you usually have guys stop by your dorm asking to crash for the night?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to hear the answer.

"A few times people have stopped by completely drunk at two in the morning asking if they could crash for the rest of the night, so I've let them stay. I should just like set up a bed in the corner and leave my door wide open," she said with a smile.

"So then, just conjure up another bed."

Der.

"I've tried, but all I've managed is a sheet and a pillow with no feathers."

Hmm. Slight problem.

"Alright but I'm still not sleeping in the bed."

Why are women so difficult?

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not!"

"Ginny, stop being a pain in the ass and sleep in the bed!"

"I'll give you a pain in the ass..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing," she said with a smile. She was up to something.

We argued for another five minutes. This was not getting anywhere.

"Fine," I sighed.

"Ha, I knew I would win."

I grinned at her.

"We can both sleep in the bed."