I have reviews! All is right with the world! I have had a real crappy week and you really cheered me up thank you. Well I was told to write longer chapters and to stop confusing everyone. Well I can't promise anything (I generally confuse everyone) but this chapter is quite long. And yes I know the Dean thing was confusing but it's hard to write. Love ya. Bye. XxX – I just did word count (2214) happy? 

Chapter 4

It was Halloween eve and spirits were high all around the castle because tomorrow was the Hogsmeade trip and, by the sounds of it, every one had a date. Every one that was except Harry Potter he was moping around but it was for reasons only he knew. For you see it was not that girls did not want to go with Harry but that he neither offered nor accepted an invitation. When his friends asked him about this he merely said that he didn't fancy going with some giggly Barbie wannabee, and when his friends asked him who that was he shrugged and chuckled. There was one other strange thing happening at Hogwarts at this moment in time one of the strongest friendships to pass through Hogwarts, one that rivalled even the one that the famous marauders had once had, was over. It was not a strange thing to see the two arguing but now neither was acknowledging the other, as if they had never met it was actually rather unnerving to witness. The short pieces of conversation they shared were in class and even then it was as if they had never met each over. Their friends were doing there best but the strain was really starting to show on Harry and Ginny as well, they were to be seen constantly running between the two. Yet Ron and Hermione each maintained there carefree attitude they had achieved, Hermione was never seen apart from her boyfriend Franklin Smith and Ron was relishing in newfound popularity. If they did not know better Harry and Ginny would have thought that they had forgotten about the other completely.

Ron was not looking forward to the day ahead he'd been spending a lot of time with Lavender but somehow it wasn't quite as good as the time he used to spend with Hermione even if she had been nagging him about homework he hadn't completed. He had been suspecting she was using him because he was on the quidditch team but he didn't really care any more. Everything and every thought were numb because he didn't have Hermione by his side to make it meaningful. He sighed and turned back to his Transfiguration homework (how does the human mind complicate human transfiguration?) and began to scratch down his essay. When something made him look over to the fire where she was sitting with his sister, a force made him look directly into those eyes.

Hermione noticed his gaze and looked into those endless blue eyes and she felt suppressed emotion and longing be dragged to the surface once again and as he held the eye contact between them it was as like he was searching her soul. She broke the contact as she felt the tears well up in her eyes she slammed her book down and stood up abruptly. As she stood up so did, he looked determined.

"What's your problem, why wont you even explain this, its like your inhuman!" he spoke the words as if it where the night they had first argued.

"I did explain Ron! Remember you said that the only reason my boyfriend was even interested in me was because I was dressing like a sket!"

"I told you I didn't mean that!" said Ron loudly

"Then where did it come from? I know you Ron you don't string words from nowhere so you had to think those things! Even if you didn't mean to say them to me!"

"You don't understand." Pleading in his deep voice

"Don't understand what exactly?" she said giving him a piercing look. When no answer came from Ron she turned on her heel and marched out of the portrait hole at top speed and as the portrait hole closed Ron finally found his voice and he whispered to his shoes

"That I love you." And with that he to turned and marched out of the now silent common room.

Harry caught up with him some time later. "Ok what on earth was that all about first thing I know your ignoring each other, like you have been for the past two months and then your screaming at each other. What happened?" Ron took a while to answer this and when he did he seemed uncertain of the words,

"We looked at each other."

"What?"

"I know."

Harry seemed to think that the argument had been a good sign it had followed their usual pattern of argument. When Ron had enquired into what he had meant he said simply 'she shouted at you.' They made it to the great hall and ate there breakfast, Hermione was sitting with the Ravenclaws and Ginny with Dean so they could bask in a world without giggling. Lavender floated over to them, some ten minuets later, wearing all pink and hugged Ron around the neck sending smug looks in all directions. "Do you want to go then?" she asked Ron slowly. From the next table Hermione was listening avidly- he's not thick you can talk at normal speed! Mind you he's thick enough to go out with you!

"Go where?" said Ron, mimicking her slow tone.

"Too Hogsmeade." her perky smile faltering, ever so slightly.

"Oh… Yeah… Great, I'll see you Harry." Harry waved at Ron while not taking his eyes from his porridge. Hermione plonked herself down in his empty seat and smiled at Harry, something that made Harry suspicious.

"So captain…"she began "when's the next practice?"

"Tonight, I told you yesterday it's at five." He wasn't in a very good mood he was going to have to spend the rest of the day on his own.

"You know, I heard Ginny isn't going into Hogsmeade either." She seemed to think that she was being discrete.

"Funny because I don't feel like spending the day with her and Dean!" he knew Hermione was the only one who had sussed that he had 'feelings' for Ginny.

"Oh but you wont," she said, positively gleeful. "Because Dean is going into Hogsmeade with Seamus." It took a while for these words to hit Harry and by the time they had Filch had strode into the Hall saying that any brat that did want to go to Hogsmeade better go know! Apparently he had better things to do. Every remaining member of Gryffindor table then stood up and made a move towards the entrance hall, everyone that was except a confident looking red headed fifth year who kissed her boyfriend good bye and turned back to her breakfast. Harry felt his heart beat quicken as she noticed he was still sitting there, she made her way towards him- what was he going to say?

"Why aren't you going to Hogsmeade?" he thanked his brain for doing such quick thinking.

"Potions assignment, don't spose you could help me, could you?" She did a kind of puppy dog pout and he felt himself shake.

"Sure." He managed to gulp out.

"Great!" and with that she pulled him through the now deserted school and into the equally abandoned common room. She turned and smiled at him before plonking herself down on the sofa and patted the seat next to her. He sat down a little further than necessary and she, obviously not grasping the uncomfortable feelings Harry did, scooted a little closer still. She went into a long explanation about how she could not possibly finish this essay on her own and it was not until then did Harry realise that it was the essay he had done the year previously on moonstone and its several properties. He sighed and pointed out that for this particular essay he had received a 'D' last year. He would not have told Ginny this was it not for the fact that she was looking so lost, she actually responded nicely she giggled slightly and asked whether he'd done it at 3am. They laughed together for a while and then set upon Ginny's essay, and Harry had to admit it was much more enjoyable this time round, after an hours hard work they had finished it. Ginny smiled at their finished work, but she couldn't help but feel guilty she was allowing herself to indulge in time with Harry when she had only just gotten over him- or had she? She turned to look at him and was surprised to see he looked as if debating something in his own mind. He couldn't tell her! It wasn't fair to her! He could never…oh this was so stupid!

"Harry what's the matter?" Ginny asked a hint of tenseness in her voice. When he did not answer she said more boldly "Harry!" He looked up and as if a spark flew between them they were paralysed, stuck in each other's eyes. Who closed the short space between them neither knew but they were kissing and neither could remember when they had felt more at home. Then they broke apart stared at each other in horror and jumped up.

"That shouldn't have happened!" they both said in unison

"Right because I'm with Dean and…" she began

"Because you'll be in danger." He finished

"What?" she said in a very funny voice and if Harry hadn't known better he would have said she was offended.

"If anyone found out that I loved you they'd come after you." He stated as though to himself. Ginny took a step back "Firstly that is the stupidest thing you've ever said, secondly you don't love me! Even if you did I'm going out with Dean!"

"I know that!" he didn't know why he felt so angry, if anything he should be feeling bad about letting himself kiss Ginny.

"I don't know what your problem is Harry, but you should deal with it. By not using girls who have boyfriends, I'm not going to let you use me like that again anyway." Harry merely gaped as her words hit him, so he stood there like a fish deprived of water.

" What do you mean, use, you?" he said after a minuets silence,

" What I mean Harry is that I cant believe you would use me to get over the fact that nothing seems to go right in you life, and now you've made me doubt the only thing that was good in my life, Dean." She said this all rather quickly as though ripping of a plaster. Ginny's speech left Harry breathing rapidly.

" Is that what you think I'm doing drowning my sorrows, in you?" Ginny nodded and added

" What else could it be that you love me, hah don't kid yourself."

" Well not that it matters but I've been hiding the fact that I love you for three months. Too protect you from Voldermort, so he couldn't use you to get to me like he did Sirius."

If Ginny hadn't been so angry then she probably would have noticed how Sirius' name caught in Harry throat or how despite his angry expression his eyes showed only sadness. But unfortunately she did not notice this she just screamed at him; through gritted teeth " I hate you! Your just trying to justify yourself, I can't believe you'd do this!"

"You know somehow walking away from you seems a lot easier!" Harry's pent up fury came out.

"Then walk away and don't look back." As he turned he, at her words, she had not expected him to turn back with yet another strange look upon his face,

"No matter what you might think, the last thing I want is to hurt you and I never will. But now I know that the only way for that to work is to stay out of your life. Because that's all I ever seem to do, bring people pain." Said Harry, giving her one last sad smile before he turned to leave.

As Ginny watched him reach the top step and close the door to her. She felt the last wave of fury wash over her, and that was when she knew that he had walked not away from her but straight out of her life, and as this realisation went over her she let tear after tear escape her until she could hold back no longer and cried aloud.