Misunderstandings Chapter 6: 6, a harry potter fanfic

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Chapter 6- Smile

'What in Merlin's name, just happened?' Ron asked, when the boys were safely downstairs. p

'I believe we just over heard a private conversation.' Harry said calmly.

'You think?' Ron said, hitting Harry on the head.

'Hey, no need to take it out on me.' Harry complained. 'I didn't make them fancy each other.'

'My future girl friend, and my sister.' Ron said, looking disgusted. 'Ginny gets everything I want! It's so unfair.'

'Stop moaning, and start thinking.' Harry told Ron, and started pacing up and down. 'There has to be a reasonable explanation for this.'

'Yes, they're gay.' Ron said. 'What else is there too it?'

'I don't know, it's just…' Harry stammered. 'Ginny just isn't, well, gay. I'd be able to tell.'

'So would I, she is my sister.' Ron reminded Harry.

'Yes, but…I don't know.' Harry said, thinking. 'This just doesn't make sense.'

'I bet that's why she never fancied Krum at the Yule ball.' Ron said, sulking. 'She said they were just friends, and they are, cause she's gay.'

'Ron, stop being a prat.' Harry said, and stopped pacing. 'Did you notice them being, well, gay before now.'

Ron shook his head.

'Maybe we should just talk to them.' Harry suggested.

'We can't Harry.' Ron said quietly, sitting on the sofa. 'I don't think I want to know.'

Harry sat next to him.

'Maybe they're bisexual.' He smiled.

'You're not helping.' Ron muttered.

'Look, you're not the only one who's upset.' Harry said, angrily. 'I love your sister, and-'

'Don't make this any worse Harry.' Ron begged. 'I'm having trouble enough getting the image of Hermione and Ginny out of my head. I don't want to have to get rid of an image of you and Ginny too.'

'I'm just going to ask them.' Harry said standing.

'You can't!'

'Why not?'

'Because then they'll know that we spied on them.' Ron said, sadly. 'They wont like that.'

'I hate to say it, but you're right.' Harry sighed.

'What's Ron right about?' Hermione asked, from the bottom of the stairs.

'Quidditch match…'

'Potions work…'

'Oh.' Hermione said, a little confused.

'So how do we look?' Ginny grinned.

'Great.' Both boys chorused.

'Are you two ok?' Hermione asked, walking over to the boys. 'Especially you Ron. You're all hot and red in the face.'

Hermione stopped in front of Ron, and bent down to feel his temperature. She placed a cool hand on his hot head, whish made Ron's stomach tingle. Ron's eyes wandered to look down Hermione's top, but she didn't notice. Harry and Ginny did, and had to turn their laughter into coughs.

'You have a really high temperature.' Hermione said. 'Are you sure you're ok?'

'Yep, sure, fine.' Ron stammered, coming back to reality, and looking into Hermione's eyes.

'Are you sure? You look sick.' Hermione said sadly, as she took a seat next to him. p

'He's fine.' Harry said, in a low tone to Ginny. 'That's just the look he wears every time he sees Hermione. Funny she's never noticed.'

'Some people are just so self involved.' Ginny added.

This time they couldn't hide their giggles, and had to move to the other side of the room. p

'Merlin, those two are terrible!' Ginny exclaimed.

'I know!' Harry agreed. 'By the way, those are nice pajamas.'

'Thanks.' Ginny smiled, a genuine smile. 'I think they suit me.'

'Really?' Harry said. 'So you love boys who love Quidditch…interesting.'

'Oh and, nice t shirt.' Ginny said, looking at Harry's lack of clothes with a red face. 'Chudley Cannons. Is it Ron's?'

'No, he got it for me for my birthday.' Harry explained, and a large pause followed. p

'So…Did you ask that person to the Ball?' Ginny asked, smiling.

'No.' Harry sighed. 'Are you going to the ball with anyone yet?'

'No.' Ginny said. 'There aren't any boys I'd really like to go with.'

'I bet there aren't…'

'Sorry?'

'Nothing.' Harry mumbled, running his fingers through his hair. 'How about we don't talk about balls and love anymore. Lets just forget about all that other stuff, and concentrate on having fun with our friends tonight.'

'You're right Harry.' Ginny said. 'That's a good idea. I have too much love stuff running through my head at the moment. It's time I had a break! Lets go get some.drinks!'

'Do you want to go to the hospital wing?' Hermione asked, over the other side of the room. p

'No, I'll live.' Ron cried, tragically.

He had sprawled out on the sofa, and looked like a dieing duck. Hermione was kneeling in front of his head.

'What do you think could have caused you to fall sick?' Hermione asked.

'I don't know.' Ron said, almost too truthfully. 'I just felt sick since I, since I got out of the shower.'

'You poor thing.' Hermione sighed, taking one of his hands in her own. 'What can I do to make you feel better?'

'I can think of a few things…' Ron sighed.

'Like what?' Hermione asked, clearly missing what Ron was implying.

'Don't worry.' Ron said, pulling his tragical face once more. 'Maybe I'll feel better later, when we start playing games.'

'Ok, you just hang in there.' Hermione said, squeezing his hand. 'I'm just going to get a drink. I'll be right back.'

Hermione planted a kiss on the top of Ron's head. Ron closed his eyes for a moment, and as soon as she couldn't see him, he opened them and watched her walk away.

'Quite comfortable there?' A friendly voice said.

'You bet I am, Harry.' Ron grinned. 'So where did you and Ginny go?'

'We were just chatting over there.' Harry explained, looking glum.

'What's up with the sad face?' Ron asked, smiling.

'Nothing.' Harry lied. 'Just thinking about how I'll never go out with Ginny.'

'Cheer up, chum!' Ron smiled. 'Now bugger off, Hermiones coming back.'

Harry wandered back to Ginny.

'Is Ron ok?' She asked, though not sounding at all bothered.

'He's fine.' Harry nodded. 'He's got Hermione all over him.'

'Shame those two with never get together.' Ginny sighed.

'Yea.' Harry agreed.

'It must be really bad.' Ginny sympathized. 'Being in love with someone, and knowing that they will never return your love.'

Harry looked at his feet, sadness rushing over him.

'Of course, I know how it feels too.' Ginny sighed.

'You do?' Harry asked, confused. 'What, from when you had a crush on Michael?' p

'No.' Ginny giggled. 'I'm kind of in love with someone now.'

'Oh.' Harry said, confused again.

'And I know they'll never love me.' Ginny sighed. 'Anyway, I thought we weren't going to talk about love anymore.'

'You're right.' Harry smiled. 'Who needs love anyway?'

'Attention everyone!' The booming voice of Seamus called. 'We're going to have a game of spin the bottle, if you're interested. So everyone make a circle in the middle of the room.' p

The large group of pajamed Gryffindors, sat down in a large circle. The only people who didn't join in, were Ron and Hermione.

'Would you like to play, Ron?' Hermione asked, as she sat next to him, and stroked his forehead.

'What? No, I'm fine thanks. Well not fine, but I'd better not chance it.' p

'Maybe you can play later.' Hermione said, softly.

'Quiet everyone!' Dean called over the crowd. 'Hush a minute!' p

The room went quiet. p

'Thank you.' Seamus said. 'Now we're going to spin the bottle, and whoever it lands on, has to tell everyone who they have a crush on.' p

'If you don't do it.' Dean grinned. 'Well, lets just say you wont want to show your face at school again.' p

Several people moved out of the circle, most of them were first and second years. p

'Right.' Seamus grinned. 'So here we go!' p

Seamus levitated the bottle to the middle of the large circle, and charmed it to spin. It stopped facing Colin Creevy. p

'So who do you have a crush on?' Seamus asked. p

'Erm.' He said, looking rather scared. 'Ginny Weasley.' p

People started to whisper, and all eyes were on Ginny's red face.

'Quiet!' Seamus called again, before the bottle spun and landed on Lavender.

'Well, I actually have a crush on a few boys.' Lavender explained. 'But I guess the one who I like the most is Seamus.' p

The whispers were louder this time, as Seamus looked very shocked, but pleased.

'Could you excuse us for a minute.' Seamus said to everyone, taking Lavender's hand, and moving her out of the circle. 'Dean, you take over.' p

'Right!' Dean grinned. 'As Seamus is gone, lets spice it up a bit! Lets make it that we spin the bottle twice, and the two people it land on have to kiss.' p

Several younger students shook their heads, and a few more left the circle.

'Well if you don't want to play.' Dean said. 'Feel free to leave.'

The circle shrunk till only 15 people were playing.

'Why don't we go get a drink?' Harry suggested.

'We've already got drinks!' Ginny exclaimed. 'Lets just play. The chances are that we wont get chosen anyway.' p

'Right, well you all know the rules.' Dean said. 'Just a quick peck on the lips. There's no wimping out allowed. Go!' p

The bottle span again, and this time the room was silent.

It first landed on Parvati, then on Neville.

Parvati crawled over, and planted a kiss on Neville's lips, without hesitation.

'Next!'

The bottle span again, and landed on Dean, followed by a blonde haired 4th year. p

'You lucky girl!' Dean grinned. 'Get over here and kiss me.' p

The girl did, looking extremely embarrassed. There lips only touched for a moment, yet her face turned redder than Ginny's hair. p

'Alright!' Dean exclaimed. 'And again!' p

The bottle spun once more, and this time landed on Harry. Harry held his breath as the bottle spun for a second time and stopped, pointing quite clearly to Ginny. p

A few whispers were exchanged around the group. Everybody knew about Ginny's crush on Harry in her first year, and everyone knew how angry Ron would be if he knew what they were about to do. p

Harry turned to Ginny, looking very embarrassed, but slightly relieved. Ginny picked up on this, and it comforted her a little. The group stiffened, as Harry and Ginny leant towards each other. They looked into each others eyes, as they shortened the gap between them. Harry put his hand behind Ginny's head, and closed the gap between their lips. p

They stayed with their lips joined, for just a second, before they slowly pulled apart. p

The groups whispers got even louder, as Harry and Ginny sat staring into each others eyes. p

'Do you want to go out for some fresh air? Harry asked, in a voice which wasn't his own. p

'Yea.' Ginny said simply, not looking away from his gaze. The pair left the circle, and went out through the portrait hole.

'Ron, are you comfortable?' Hermione asked.

Ron was lying on the sofa still, with Hermione laying next to him. He had his arm around Hermione's shoulders, and she had snuggled next to him, her head and arm resting on his chest.

'I'm perfectly comfortable.' Ron grinned, stroking Hermione's shoulder.

'You're sure I'm not squashing you?'

'Sure.'

'Ron?' Hermione asked, more seriously. 'Can I ask you a question?'

'Sure.' He grinned again.

'What do you think of gay couples?' Hermione said simply.

'There's nothing wrong with them.' Ron answered, perhaps a little too quickly. 'I don't think.'

'Me either.' Hermione said, almost as quickly as Ron. There was a pause for a moment, where each was engaged with their own thoughts, before falling into a light sleep.

Ginny and Harry didn't speak until they were out into the fresh air. They walked together a little, before Harry spoke.

'I hope I didn't embarrass you in there.' He said, sadly.

'What? No!' Ginny exclaimed. 'It was just a game. It wasn't your fault.'

'Good.' Harry smiled. 'I don't want to ruin our friendship. I really value what we have.'

'Me too.' Ginny smiled.

They walked until they reached a little bench, in the rose gardens. They sat down, and Harry pulled a rose from one of the bushes, and handed it to Ginny.

'Thanks.' She giggled.

Neither of them spoke for a moment. Harry thought about what had happened throughout the evening, and something struck him which didn't quite make sense.

'Ginny.' Harry said. 'You know that you said earlier that you were in love with someone?'

'Yes.' She answered, sounding a little worried.

'You said that they would never love you, right?' Harry said.

Ginny nodded her head, mutely.

Harry was confused. From what he had heard in the girls dorm, it sounded like Hermione and Ginny were a couple. A couple in love. He thought it over again.

'Why will this person never love you?' Harry asked, suspiciously.

'Because they, I overheard a convocation the other day.' Ginny revealed. 'A private convocation.

'Right.' Harry said, listening carefully to her every word.

'And one person was telling another that they loved them.' Ginny said, sadly looking into Harry's eyes. 'They didn't want to tell at first, but then they did. They said something about it being difficult to think about it, and that they had been thinking a lot about the other, and that they loved them.'

Ginny looked into Harry's eyes, waiting for him to say something. To maybe confess. Harry looked confused, but not as confused as he was feeling. He knew that convocation, he'd heard it somewhere. It sounded familiar, but he just didn't know why.

'Oh.' Harry said. 'So this person you love, told this other person that they loved them?'

'Exactly.'

Harry was racking his brain, trying to think of where he'd heard those words. He went through all the couples he knew, and all the people who fancied other people. Lavender loved Seamus, but he had only just found out. Neville loved Hannah Abott, but he hadn't told Hannah yet. Colin loved Ginny, but she didn't like him. Then there was Ron and Hermione. They loved each other, but Ron hadn't told her yet, and it wasn't as if Ginny would have fallen for her brother.

'Maybe, maybe they fancy you as well.' Harry suggested.

'No, they never will.' Ginny said, quite simply.

Harry realized where he'd heard those words. He'd heard Ron say them when he was practicing to tell Hermione that he loved her. 'It's not easy to say this, it's not even easy to think this.' Yes, that's where he's heard them. It must be Hermione that she loved, but that didn't make sense. Hermione loved her too, and Ron hadn't said that to Hermione yet. The only time that Ron had said his little speech, was in the boys dorm, practicing…

'Well, there's still a chance that they might fancy you.' Harry said, not really concentration on what he was saying. 'Why would they never fancy you?'

'Because they bat for the other side.' Ginny said, glumly.

Something clicked inside Harry's head. Ginny had heard that convocation. She thought Ron was telling Harry that he loved him. She thought Harry was gay.

'Right, well…' Harry mumbled, his face screwed up in contemplation.

'Are you ok Harry?' Ginny asked, sensitively.

A second thing hit Harry. The whole convocation originated from who Ginny loved. Ginny loved Harry, which meant that she couldn't be gay, which meant Hermione wasn't either.

'Harry, is there something you want to tell me?' Ginny said, looking into his eyes.

'No.' Harry said, playing dumb. Ginny didn't have to know that he wasn't gay. He could use this information to his advantage. 'I'm fine. You?'

'Yea.' Ginny said, but didn't look it.

'I'm going to head back inside.' Harry smiled, an evil plan brewing inside his head. 'I'm supposed to meet Ron.'

'Ok.' She said frowning.

'Oh Ginny.' Harry grinned, before heading back inside. 'Never start frowning, because you never know who's falling in love with your smile.'

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