Falling into You
By Weasley is My King

Chapter Two

"Gin, what happened to you the other night?" Ginny was shaken from her reverie with the sound of a friendly female voice.

Hermione was sitting across from her at the gigantic wooden table with a warm smile on her face and a glass of pumpkin juice in front of her. Just as Ginny was about to say something, her brother, Ron, approached the table and placed a light kiss on Hermione's cheek. He looked like he was still half-asleep. He put heaping spoonfuls of breakfast food onto his plate while Hermione just grabbed a bran muffin and began to make bite-size pieces out of it.

"Hiya, Gin," Ron mumbled, stuffing food into his mouth.

"Morning, Ron," Ginny smiled slightly.

"Honestly," Hermione said, quickly popping a piece of her muffin in her mouth, "what was the deal? You disappeared on all of us."

"Morning all," Lara's voice floated through the air and to the three pairs of ears already at the table. Ron didn't even turn his head. Hermione forced a smile and nudged Ron, telling him to say hello once they sat down. Lara smiled at the three of them and sat down next to Ginny. Ginny stared at the muffin in front of her and mumbled something that resembled a 'good morning.'

Lara reached out in front of her to pour herself a glass of pumpkin juice and placed a muffin in front of her. Despite the fact that Ron was perfectly content being with Hermione and despite the fact that he did think she was beautiful, he didn't miss the fact that Lara's shirt was unbuttoned way lower than both Hermione and Ginny's shirts. He wondered to himself why she wasn't wearing a vest. And when she leaned across the table, the mystery of Lara's breasts weren't such a mystery to Ron nor Hermione anymore.

"Where's Harry?" Hermione asked, glancing quickly at Ginny.

"He was right behind me," she said, taking a sip of her juice. She looked up, towards the door and pointed. "He's right there." Her smile brightened and she ran a few fingers through her long blonde hair

Ginny looked up as well and spotted him. Oh, how could she still find him so amazingly good looking? She was supposed to be upset. But how could she be upset when his cool green eyes gleamed when he smiled in the general direction of the table? How could she be upset when his raven hair was so perfectly messy that she just wanted to run her fingers through it? How could she be upset when his body was so amazingly flawless, those broad shoulders, that strong jaw line. Oh, how she wanted to be his someone special.

When Harry was about halfway to the table, Ginny took one last sip of her pumpkin juice, grabbed an apple from the table and stood. "I just remembered that I forgot something back in my room," she lied, looking at Hermione.

"But we-"

"We can talk later," Ginny said, looking at her as if to tell her to just let it go. "I'll see you lot later."

"Bye, Ginny," Lara waved with a sweet smile.

Ginny walked quickly, deciding quickly where to look; she wondered whether or not to look at the floor. If she looked at the floor, would it indicate that she was running away from something? And what if she looked straight ahead? Would that give off the appearance that she was a confident, self-assured young woman? She hoped so. With her book bag slung across her torso and an apple in her hand, she plastered a smile on her lips and brushed her bangs our of her eyes so they swept to one side and almost behind her ear. Harry approached her with smile, like she thought he might, so she smiled in return, but as he passed her, without saying a word, he winked. The smile dropped from her face as she rolled her eyes at him. The youngest Weasley didn't look back, but if she had, she would have smiled triumphantly because the rolling of her eyes had caught his attention. Although he kept walking, he turned his head to watch her walk out of the Great Hall without a smile on his face.

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Ginny was sitting at a table in the common room quietly doing her homework. She had changed her clothes from her class robes to a pair of sweat pants and a red shirt that showed just a strip of her stomach. She had a quill in her hand as she reread what she had just written when she heard loud laughter enter the common room. For the most part, everyone else was doing something quietly or hanging out somewhat far away from her, so she knew it was people just entering the room. When she paid closer attention to the voices, she knew that it was indeed Harry and Lara. Of course it was, they were all she ever seemed to see or hear. It was if they were just there to drive her mad.

By the time they had entered the room, Ginny had glanced up to confirm it was them and quickly returned to her homework. Lara noticed her when she was walking passed the table Ginny was sitting at. Immediately, she dove into conversation, completely ignoring the fact that Ginny was trying extremely hard to pay no attention to her standing there talking. Lara must have commented on the clothes Ginny was wearing because she suddenly disappeared up the stairs and didn't return right away.

Shortly after Lara left her, Harry approached the table and sat down across from her. He didn't say anything at first, he just simply stared. That is, until Ginny dropped her quill and stared at him with a bored look on her face.

"Can I help you?" she asked coldly.

"I don't know," he replied with a shrug and leaned back in his chair, "you tell me."

"What do you want, Harry?" she asked uninterestedly, actually leaning forward on the table.

That was when Harry leaned closer to the table and towards her. He ran a hand through his unruly hair and Ginny really took notice of his appearance. His red and yellow striped tie was loosely tied around his neck and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. She could see his white undershirt beneath. His green eyes bored into hers and she felt her adrenaline kick in. "What's your problem?"

"What?" Ginny asked, stunned at his candor.

"Hey, Gin," Hermione waved with Ron attached to her other hand, interrupting the conversation taking place at the moment. "Are you busy? I wanted to talk to you about something quickly."

"Actually," Harry interjected rather forcefully, "she and I are having a conversation at the moment; perhaps you can talk to her when I'm finished."

Hermione's eyebrows raised as her face exuded defeat. She nodded silently and walked away quickly with Ron. At that moment, Harry grabbed her wrist and led her towards the hallway. Ginny protested at first but decided to just compile to his request for the time being. They ended up in an empty hallway. Harry looked her up and down noticeably with a smirk on his face, somewhat offending Ginny, causing her to pull on the hem of her shirt to cover her now exposed navel. She suddenly felt extremely self-aware and uncomfortable.

"Um," she stammered, "what did you ask me?"

Harry shook his head to gather his thoughts. "I asked you what your problem is."

Ginny let out a laugh. "My problem?" she asked, "You think I have a problem?"

He just raised his eyebrows and shrugged, indicating that he did indeed think she had a problem. "Well?" she asked, prompting him to continue. "What makes you think I have a problem?"

He leaned up against the wall, and his posture made Ginny seriously want to grab him and kiss him right there. He looked so sexy. His arms were crossed and one foot was up against the wall. It took all she had not to do anything she would regret later, and grabbing him was in that category.

"You seem to be avoiding me, you're always down at the stupid lake, sometimes crying, I haven't talked to you like we used to since I can't even remember and you always seem to be repulsed by me," he explained rather harshly. "What the hell is your problem?"

Ginny was torn. She was relieved that he had noticed she was upset, but at the same time, she was angry that he had the audacity to approach her and so bluntly accuse her of having a "problem". For a moment, her face softened, setting Harry at ease that he had cracked her, but when she saw a cocky smile cross his face, her face hardened.

"You know what?" she asked rhetorically, "You and I aren't friends, okay? You talk to me because you're best friends with my brother. We don't hang out except for quidditch and when we're in the common room, and that's only because we're in the same house. You don't tell me your secrets and I don't tell you mine. We are not friends," she annunciated slowly and clearly. She saw the smile quickly leave his face and he stood up straight, getting off of the wall behind him. "So, whatever problem I have is none of your concern."

"Ginny-"

"No," she said, shaking her head quickly and holding up a hand to silence him. "Did you not understand? We're done here, and if you ever confront me like that again, I will hex you."

Harry was stunned silent. Her light brown eyes were filled with anger, and that anger was directed at him. He had never, ever heard her so upset. Then again, he'd never seen her look so sexy before either. Ginny turned to walk away but he called her name to stop her. She did stop and she did turn around, but only to glare at him. He didn't know what possessed him to stop her because he didn't have anything to say, but he did, and there was no going back now.

He said nothing.

She rolled her eyes. "It's too bad you're so arrogant. I never really saw it until this year." She turned around to face him and took a few steps towards him again. "And to think I stood up for you when people accused you of being arrogant…," she placed a hand on his cheek. "I was a stupid, stupid girl." And with that, she turned around and walked back to the common room with a proud smile adorning her face and not looking back once.

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Author's Note:
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