Tekvah: Ah yes. Ginny may end up hurting him in the near future actually. He'll probably cry, too. What a pansy. LOL.

Tabytha: I think I might have deleted your review :x let me go check. Hee. Agreed on the Harry Cho thing. OH! I just found it!! Um, out take? Err, if you give me credit! LMAO!! Okay that wasn't funny. :x I might be writing one in Harry's POV also though, but if you really want to, let me know.

The-insufferable-know-it-all: Well he is now stalkeresque, says I!!

Elladora: I'm glad too!!

Slytherinphoenix7: Typos rock!!

Cherrychick914: You felt BAD for him?! You felt bad for Mr. Stalker?!

Mary v: Not me! Avada Kedavra Ginny! She's been requesting throughout the whole story!!

Saturday Afternoon, cold and overcast but with a warming charm, pleasant, the Lake

Oh good. Terry has just replied to my letter.

Hey Ginny,

I'll do my best. He's a tad overexcited at the prospect of dating you. Okay, way overexcited. I promise he's not usually like this.

Can't make too many promises, but a good slap or two might work. I'll enjoy this thoroughly.

Terry.

Thank Merlin. At least some of the Ravenclaw's have more then five brain cells. What with Michael and Cho, I was beginning to get worried that Ravenclaw's weren't actually smart, but incredibly stupid, and also with an overrated view on teenage love. Or, in my case, teenage unrequited love.

Saturday Night, really cold and windy outside, the Gryffindor Common Room

Michael has promised, via Terry, to give me more space. Good. I was thinking of dumping him with all those letters.

He invited me to on a date for next Hogsmeade weekend. I made sure that this news was spread around discreetly, but so that Harry will find out. And be jealous. Um, wait, what?

GINNY! GET OVER HIM ALREADY!!!

Now where was I?

Oh yeah. So we're going to Hogsmeade. I can't wait. Not.

Saturday Night, still cold, windy etc, still Common Room

Whoa. Harry just came up to me. He wants me to help him with something. He's meeting me before breakfast tomorrow to discuss it with me.

Oh Merlin. Azriel, Sophia, Madison, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil have just told me to come up to my dorm. Okay...

Saturday Night, still cold and windy, sitting on my four poster

Lavender, Parvati, Azriel, Sophia and Madison are looking through my clothes. My muggle clothes, my wizard robes... Parvati and Lavender are discussing how they should make me up... whatever that means.

"Now, we don't want trampy," Lavender is saying.

"But we don't want overly gorgeous." Parvati agrees.

Madison rolls her eyes. "Go for natural duh."

"OH!! Of course!!"

Whatever they're talking about, it can't be that important.

"What are you talking about?" I'm asking. "Why are you going through my clothes?"

"Duh." Lavender is holding up a pleated denim skirt. Muggle clothes of course. I have more muggle clothing then wizard clothing. The clothes for wizard teenage girls are truly terrible, so at the start of summer, mum took me muggle clothing shopping. "Not short enough."

"Short enough?! Why would it need to be any shorter?!!"

"Duh. You need to look your best for Harry."

"Excuse me?! It's just breakfast!!! And I'm over him!!"

Every single female in the room, which was a total of five, all snorted at the same time. "Yeah, whatever."

Honestly, what is up with these girls?!

Sunday morning, still dark, sitting up in my four poster with the curtains drawn

At precisely 4 am, I was dragged out of bed and down to the prefect bathroom (by none other then Hermione "I was Bored" Granger).

Merlin. It's like heaven has its very own corner of Hogwarts. I have never seen so many taps on offer for bubble bath.

She ditched me for half an hour, commanding me to make sure I washed my hair. Well it was 4 am and I was half asleep, but once I got into the tub? More awake then ever in my life. Good grief, I'm going to become a prefect just to use that bathtub.

So I obeyed, and came out smelling de-vine if I may say so myself. I barely had time to put on underwear and a robe when Hermione came back and whisked me back to Gryffindor tower, where, surprise surprise, Madison, Sophia, Parvati and Lavender were waiting in my dormitory (where they had promptly managed to somehow lock out Olivia).

I was plucked, dried, made up and something called exfoliated, within an inch of my life. Ouch. My eyebrows still hurt.

Lavender pushed a bundle of clothes into my arm and commanded me to get dressed. I glared.

Because, yes, I so want to wear her practically nonexistent denim skirt (mine were deemed "too long") and Parvati's slinky red top? To breakfast?

Um, not.

"I hope you're joking."

"Ginny, don't be stupid, hurry up and put this on, we're behind schedule." My so called best friend Azriel said.

"Firstly, it's four thirty in the morning. What is your definition of behind schedule? How much more of this schedule is there?" I demanded. "Secondly, it's just before breakfast. Breakfast!! Sunday breakfast! On Sunday's, I often go down in my pyjamas! Okay?!"

"Yeah, a fatal mistake." Parvati snorted.

I glared at her. "No! I am wearing my own clothes, too long or not!" And I stormed to the wardrobe, flung it open and retrieved clothes I actually own that actually cover half my thighs.

They all sulked and I got dressed then they sat me down and covered every available inch of skin on show. I feel for my pores which have been drowned in powder.

My hair was straightened, styled, sprayed... my eyes still sting from Lavender's inaccuracy with that funny can thing.

As for the meeting itself?

Haha. It's not for another two hours.

Running behind schedule my ass.

Sunday morning, after breakfast, the courtyard

So Harry and I went and met each other down by the courtyard (where I am now). He unfortunately didn't have any food with him. I was starving, having been up since 4 thanks to my lovely fellow Gryffindors.

"Hi Ginny."

"Hi." They had even advised me on what to say, how to flutter my lashes... and here Hermione is telling me to get over him? Oh she is going to pay. She really, truly is this time.

Why?

Cause of what Harry wanted to talk to me about.

"So what did you want to um, talk to me about??" Wow. Only one um in a 10 worded sentence. I'm improving.

"Well, I'm sure you've noticed by now that Hermione and Ron... hold a special place in each other's hearts." Harry said, looking amused.

I snickered. "Yes, I've been using it as blackmail material."

"Likewise. Now, I'm thinking that we should get the two of them together."

"Wow, so was I."

"Really? Anyway, I don't actually know how yet. But shall we just initiate it now that we're going to work as a team to bring the two together?"

"Um, er, ah, I, um... yes! Sure!"

"Great!!" Harry beamed. "We'll discuss it further later on. But Cho thinks that we should go on double dates, you me and Michael."

So!! He has heard about Michael!! I was beginning to wonder if he sits in a cave with his eyes closed and his fingers in his ears.

On second thoughts, I'd be surprised if the creatures in the Forbidden Forest didn't know by now.

"Um." I said weakly.

"Maybe Ron and Hermione can come when we've succeeded when we've got them together."

"Maybe."

"Okay then, see you at breakfast."

And he left.

Oh god. That was like 10 minutes. They got me up four hours early. For a ten minute talk.

And actually, right before I met Harry, I ducked into the bathroom and made myself look as normal as possible.

What a waste of sleep.

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