Ginny Weasley lay on her bed with her head hanging upside down. A knock awakened her silence. She rose and opened the door revealing a young man standing 5"11 with messy black hair and piercing green eyes. "Hi Ginny" "Hi Harry..." Harry pulled her from the waist up to a kiss. Ginny pulled back and flopped on her bed with a sigh. He followed and sat at the end of the bed. His eyes looked over her small frame, blazing red hair, emerald eyes, and porcelain skin. Her arm lay carelessly on her stomach. "Harry is everyone ready downstairs?" After a few seconds of no answer she lifted her head to see his face. "Harry?" He blinked and seemed to recognize her question. "Huh? Oh-yea we're all ready to go." "Good...can you tell them I'll be down in a few?" "Sure Gin", he answered while he laid a kiss on her forehead then walked out of the room. Ginny stood up and grabbed her bag. This year she was gong to be in 6th year she had been dating Harry since the Tri-Wizard Tournament. She was absolutely exhausted from last night. Every thirty minutes she woke up for no apparent reason. She would just stare at her ceiling thinking of nothing and yet she still wouldn't be able to go back to sleep. As she walked down the stairs to the living room she heard a muffled moan coming from Ron's room. Ginny walked back and moved in closer to the room. This time she could hear voices. "Harry...what about Ginny?" "She doesn't know." She opened the door a little and with a great shock she saw Hermione lying on the bed with Harry on top kissing. Hermione and Harry were smiling at each other. "But what happens if she finds out Harry?" she said in a fake concerned voice. They both laughed. Ginny closed the door and walked downstairs. She could still here their mocking laughter in her head all the way to the train.