A/N: I was bored, and it was around midnight. I ended up finishing all 4 POV's before 1:30am. So, forgive me if it's bad. I'm just trying out new things.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that you may recognise, not even the word 'it' is mine. Who does it belong to?
Warning: Yes. Slash. But not graphic or anything.
Ginny
You sat and watched the television Hermione had in her room. Harry and Ron sat on the ground, and you sat on the bed. She was downstairs getting popcorn. You were about to watch a movie she had rented out. You can't remember what it was called.
And advertisement flashed up on the screen. Girls in underwear dancing around a house. It was for Bonds underwear. As if you knew what that was. Harry had a smirk on his face, and suddenly you felt stupid for confiding in him about you and Hermione. You swallowed.
"Ron, which one do you think is the best looking?"
"Dunno mate, thought that one is nice looking."
"What about you Ginny? Which one is sexier?" You blushed and she returned. Ron looked at Harry, then to you.
"Ginny wouldn't look at them, she's too busy dreaming about someone else." Harry smiled when Hermione said that. She put the popcorn down.
"Ooh, who do you dream about?" Ron asked. You kept your head down. "Is it Harry? Still got that crush on him?" You shook your head.
"Who then?"
"Who do you think, Ron?" said Hermione, trying to defend Ginny. If you didn't want him to know, neither did she.
"Harry." Harry scoffed.
"Why do I feel like I'm missing something?"
"No reason," said Harry.
"Oh, Ron, stop teasing your sister!"
"Not until I find out!" You couldn't take anymore.
"Fine! It's"- She cut you off.
"It's me."
End A/N: No idea what to call this, so … Nup, no idea.