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Sunday Morning, sunny, sitting on the stands around the Quidditch Pitch

As I was leaving breakfast, Michael approached me. "Hi Ginny!! Yesterday sure was fun!"

"I got a lot of candy." I said, avoiding any responses such as "why yes, Michael, it was jolly good fun!!"

"Er, yes. Have you finished it all?"

I snorted. "No."

"We should do it again sometime." Michael added, trying to swing the topic back to our date.

"I could buy more candy." I said seriously.

"Um, yes, you could. Did you have fun?"

"I got a lot of candy." I repeated.

Azriel, Madison and Sophia, who were behind me, snickered.

"Yes, that bit was fun." Michael said, even though it was obvious he didn't think so. "We'll go buy candy again another time."

"Too much candy will rot your teeth Michael." I said, rolling my eyes. "You should know that." I walked out of the Great Hall with all my friends laughing behind me.

So right now we're having the Quidditch tryouts. Ron just finished his somewhat... well, not so great tryout for keeper. The tryouts supposed to be in the evening, but Angelina changed her mind. Oops, I'm up. Must go.

Sunday Afternoon, sunny, the library

Harry just came in with Ron, and Anthony has just left. They have things to do. Anthony is going to ask Hermione to the next Hogsmeade weekend.

Harry has brought Ron to discuss his feelings for Hermione, while I sit behind a book shelf in Harry's invisibility cloak. This shall certainly be interesting.

"Ron, I've just overheard. Anthony's asking Hermione to the next Hogsmeade weekend."

"So? Why should I care?" Ron huffs.

Harry snorts. "Ron, everyone but Hermione knows how you feel about her."

"You think so?" Ooh Ron is blushing!! This is fantastic entertainment.

"I know so."

"Oh."

"So, come on then!! You've got to do something Ron!! You're not going to just sit back and let Anthony steal Hermione from right under your nose, are you?"

"Well..."

"Oh come on Ron, this is pathetic." Harry scoffs.

"Gee, thanks for your moral support Harry." Ron snaps.

"Ron, you better do something, or I swear, I will tell Hermione." Harry threatens.

"I-will-you-can't-she-" Ron splutters. Going very red in the face, Ron is storming out as we speak. Ooh, quality entertainment. Harry has just come over and whispered where he thinks I am.

"Fantastic."

"Yes." I am agreeing.

"Anyway... I'll be going now."

"Um, okay."

"Bye Gin."

"See ya Harry."

Oh how my heart yearns for you Harry.

And oh how my plan is not working.

Sunday night, raining, Gryffindor Common Room

Just waiting to go to Astronomy. I'm considering trial separation from Michael, because if I ever have to go on another date with him, I will fall over and die.

Azriel, Soph and Madison all have varied opinions on this.

"Ginny, describe Michael to me." Madison commanded.

"What, you mean looks?"

"Personality, boyfriend material, whatever."

"Well he's very devoted, I'll give him that." I said, thinking. This was during dinner.

"Yes, and?" She prompted.

"I suppose he's trustworthy."

"Very."

"Not very clever though."

"Positive things please."

"Well okay. He's not a Slytherin."

"Always a positive."

"He's taller then me."

"Yes..."

"He's not evil, not a death eater or anything. And he puts up with me, but that's because he's borderline stalker."

"That's just adoration." Madison insisted.

"Is there a point to this?"

"At last year's end of year feast, you said that your ideal boyfriend had to be taller then you, not a Slytherin, trustworthy, devoted, attractive and adoring." Madison reminded me. "Michael is all of those things."

"I never said attractive."

"But he is."

"Oh fine. But can I also add, not annoying to the list?"

"Oh give the boy another chance Ginny."

"Well, let me add to the list. Not annoying, not stalker-esque, intelligent, a good Quidditch player-"

"She means Seeker." Azriel snickered.

I shot her a Look. "Excuse me," I said frostily, and lowered my voice. "I am trying very hard to get over Harry."

"Which is why you're not avoiding him, unlike your plan stated you would?"

"He asked for my help, I-"

"Am very bad at this. Admit it. Your ideal boyfriend is Harry Potter."

"It is not!!" I said loudly.

"Yeah, whatever."

Okay, now it's time to go to Astronomy.

Monday Evening, cloudy, the hospital wing

My life is over.

It all started this afternoon. I was leaving Herbology to go to lunch. The Slytherin's had just come out of Care of Magical Creatures with the Gryffindor sixth years. The golden trio, as it happened, stayed back to talk to Hagrid.

I was talking to my friends about my little trial separation suggestion. "I would love to be single though." I told them with a sigh.

"Yeah, single and only too ready to pursue one Harry Potter."

"For the last time, I am trying to get over Harry, will you please shut up?"

"Trying to get over Potter, eh Weasley?" Came the drawl of none other then, yes, you guessed it, Draco Malfoy. "Funny, I thought it might've been your brother in love with Harry, but now I think he might be after the mudblood." Draco laughed, sort of.

"Shut up Malfoy." Madison said, mildly annoyed.

Draco snickered. "Poor Weaslette, always in love with the hero."

"Piss off ferret." I snarled.

"I find it funny that you of all people are hinting that Ron is gay. We all know that well... you swing both ways Malfoy. Or perhaps just one?" Madison remarked.

"Not that there's anything wrong with that." I put in. "But perhaps it's time to come out of the broom closet once and for all?"

Draco glared as people snickered.

"Ooh, touché Weasley. For that, you'll pay. Crabbe, Goyle, let's go."

I didn't think much of it at first.

Till I arrived in the Great Hall. It was buzzing. Seriously, buzzing. "Something is up." Madison volunteered. "The Hall is buzzing."

"It always buzzes." Azriel insisted.

"Yeah, but this is an oh-my-god-I-just-heard-something-juicy-oh-really-do-tell buzz." Madison explained.

"Um, right."

We headed for the Gryffindor table. Harry and Ron were nowhere to be seen, but Hermione was there. The whole table at Gryffindor was looking at me weirdly, and there were catcalls coming from the Slytherin table, but they were too far away to be heard properly.

"Hey Hermione, do you know what's going on?" Sophia asked as we sat down.

"Of course, only the whole school is talking about it." Hermione said, as I saw Flitwick whisper something to a wide eyed Professor Mellie.

"Talking about what?" I asked in exasperation.

"Your little stunt."

"My little stunt?" I asked incredulously.

"You know, after Herbology for you I think. Malfoy overhearing your confession about Harry? You lot hinting that he's gay?"

"Hinting?" Azriel snorted. "I swear I saw him hitting on Colin Creevey."

We all looked at her.

"It was a joke." She said with a sigh. "No I did not see him hit on Colin Creevey!"

"Right..."

"Wait a minute; the whole school is talking about it?? Harry knows?" I interrupted.

"Of course, that's why he's not here. He's too embarrassed."

"Oh my god." I put my arms on the table and let my head fall onto them.

"Come on Ginny, it's not that bad." Came Lavender's voice. "We saw it when we left Care of Magical Creatures and told Hermione, but otherwise, hardly anyone is talking about it."

"Go Weasley!" The voice of Seamus said as he passed by. "You show that ferret!!"

"Ginny!!" Michael's voice. "Can we please talk about this... situation?! I've been hearing the most bizarre rumours, and they can't possibly be true, can they? Well the Malfoy one, everyone guessed after I'm sure I saw him hit on Bl-"

"Michael, now really isn't the best time." Sophia explained. "Come back later?"

"But-"

"Come on Michael." Terry's voice. "Let's be going now. Bad luck by the way Gin."

My head of course, was still buried in my arms and I was groaning at the horrification.

"Ginevra Weasley, would you like to explain what is going on?" George's voice.

"Yeah, I'm sure mum will be thrilled to get an owl from us, she always wanted Harry as a son." Fred said, laughing.

"Funny though, I thought you were over him Gin?" Parvati Patil asked from somewhere around me.

"Yeah you were talking again and everything." Lavender agreed.

"Alright, alright, back off, give the girl some breathing room!!"

"Ginny," it was Harry's voice, "hi."

"Ooh Potter's come to see his girlfriend!!" Malfoy hollered from across the room.

And that was all I remember before I passed out.

A/N 2: A longer chappie to keep you occupied till the next chapter (which will definitely be a while). My apologies if I offend anyone with the Draco-gayness thing, by the way.

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