A/N: I'm going to start writing it in the first person, because that's what comes naturally to me. I hope this isn't too confusing!
HarryI woke up to the sound of laughter. I realized that Maria and I had fallen asleep together, and I groaned. I could just see the headlines, "The-Boy-Who-Lived Likes to Do It Outside!" They would have a bloody field day!
I turned to the source of the disturbance, and saw Ginny sitting on the grass, hands over her mouth in an attempt to stifle her giggles, but it wasn't working. Thankfully, Maria was sound asleep.
"Watcha up to Harry, old boy?" she asked, her face red from too much laughter. I shook my head.
"Ginny, it's not what it seems." I said. She crossed her arms, a smug smile on her face.
"Oh, is that so? That's what they all say, but 98 of the time, it really is. Did you use protection?" she asked, unfazed by my sudden sputtering. She grinned. "Harry, I know nothing happened. You two weren't the only ones that woke up early today. I saw you two walking together when I left the astronomy tower," she said that part really quickly. "And I wanted to know what you were up to." She shrugged.
I nodded. "You nosy little girl." I said. She shook her head.
"I'm not a little girl anymore, Harry." She said, blushing. I kind went a bit pink too. Ginny had definitely grown up, if you know what I mean. She's currently one of the most desired witches in Hogwarts, which I find really funny, and Ron finds very… erm- not cool, in a few words. His exact rant and rave session was very long and full of filth.
"I know you're not Gin. That's probably why you were up in the astronomy tower, eh?" I asked, looking at her knowingly. Ginny blushed to the roots of her hair.
"I-I-er-oh, don't tell Ron. He's such an arse about these things." She said pleadingly.
"Who was the guy?" I asked, feeling a bit protective of her, myself. Ginny goes through boys like most people go through tissues.
"Erm-Harry, do I have to tell you? It's kinda embarrassing." She said, looking down. I grinned.
"C'mon Gin! I won't laugh!" I urged. She sighed, looking up dejectedly.
"Draco Mal-" she started, but I interrupted her.
"Ginny! Draco… No! He's… you know how he is! All girls sixth year and up! He could have all sorts of diseases; just like a dog on the street… he is a dog on the street! He's essentially a gigolo!" I raged. Ginny looked at me with a determined expression.
"And I believe that, like a dog on the street, he just needs someone to love him." She said indignantly.
"But Ginny, what about the diseases? And the slime? And the eternal loathing that your two families share? And what about- wait? Love him? Who could love him? You? I swear, I will tell Ron." I raged. Ginny stared at me for a minute, like she was thinking deeply. Finally, she grinned.
"If you tell Ronald, I will tell everyone about this little thing going on between you and that girl over there. Maria Walker is it?" she said smugly. My jaw dropped.
"Are you blackmailing me Ginevra Weasley?" I asked incredulously. I shouldn't be surprised though. Ginny has wholeheartedly taken what the Weasley's call, "The Fred and George Road to Hell".
"Yes, I believe I am. And dear God, don't call me Ginevra." She said, winking as she left.
"Later, you horny devil, you." She said, laughing.
"Bye, you blackmailing little bint. Don't forget, we have a quidditch meeting in ten!" I called after her retreating back. She turned around and stuck her tongue out at me, then continued walking out of my sight. I grinned, and turned back to Maria, who was actually snoring. I shook my head, wondering how was it that a little slip of a thing like Maria could actually snore so loud. It was unnerving. Did she always snore? It was kind of a turn off. If it weren't for the fact that she was so damn cute, I would have lost all liking for her in that way. I watched her sleep, not particularly peacefully, but whatever. Her eyelids, framed by lashes that I could've sworn were longer yesterday, quivered, and her not full, but perfectly shaped lips were slightly parted. Her nose wasn't exactly cute as it was a bit large, it didn't match her sweet face, but it kinda made me like her more, since she wasn't perfect.
I shook her shoulder lightly, trying to wake her up, but it was like she was dead, except for the loud snores.
"Ria. Ria, wake up." I said, shaking her a bit harder. She stopped snoring with a slight grunt.
"Shut up. I need sleep." She muttered, turning over. I rolled my eyes. She was definitely not a morning person.
"Maria, I have to go. I have a quidditch meeting to go to." I said, slightly impatiently. She groaned.
"But it's so early!" I looked at my watch. It read 12:15.
"Maria, it's already the afternoon. I'm have to go. Are you going to come with?" I asked, getting up, feeling slightly annoyed.
"Fine." She grumbled, getting up. Her hair was all out of place, having escaped it pony tail, and she looked like she was going to fall asleep standing up, but she still looked cute, in a sleepy kinda way.
"You're a mess." I said. Her eyes opened, and she fairly glared at me.
"Thanks." She said. I winced.
"Okay, that was stupid of me to say. Here." I said, brushing her hair down. It was so soft…
She bowed her head, her chin to her chest, eyes partially closed.
"Thanks." She yawned. She lifted her head, eyes finally open, and then they suddenly snapped shut.
"Argh! Stupid sun! It must die!" She groaned. I raised my eyebrows. The girl sure liked to complain in the morning. I myself liked waking up fairly early.
"Erm-I'm gonna go. The meeting started five minutes ago." I said uncomfortably. Maria shrugged.
"Whatever. Go. I'm going back to my dorm." She said, sounding grumpy.
"Okay. See you at try outs, 2:00 sharp." I said. She shrugged again.
"We'll see." She said, transfiguring the blanket back to a rock, then trudged away off in the direction of the school, and I walked over to the quidditch pitch.
How can someone that seems as sweet as her be such a pain in the arse? I suppose I could blame it on the morning thing. I'm not used to it. Everyone I know is a morning person. But she seemed so terribly bitchy… cute little thing… Blimey! Girls, I'll never understand them!