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Chapter Four

Harry awoke Saturday morning to the sound of Ron's thunderous snoring. He rolled out of bed, got dressed and headed to the common room. Being it was so early in the morning (7:00 by his watch) he was surprised to see someone else already sitting by the fire. Her blazing red hair shined in the early morning sun and Harry found himself entranced.

"Harry, are you ok?" Ginny brought him back to his senses.

"Uh, yeah sorry, spaced out there," replied Harry nervously.

Trying to shake off the awkward feeling he just had, he sat at the table to write a note to Lupin. He had been writing to him a great deal since Sirius' death. He was the last of his dad's best friends that he could talk to. He thought about telling Lupin about the feelings about Ginny that were so confusing, but just then Ginny leaned over saying, "Oh writing to Lupin? Tell him I said hello and send him my love."

"Ok, sure." Mostly to get rid of the slight awkward air he felt still hanging in the room he started a conversation. "So, um, what are you doing down here so early?"

"I've been up since 4:00--couldn't fall asleep all night. Just been thinking about stuff you know?" she added due to Harry's quizzical look.

"I've been having the exact same problem recently. I doubt it's about the same thing though," replied Harry

"What's up?" Said Ginny looking concerned as she saw Harry deep in thought.

"Oh nuttin I'm just starting to understand what Hermione is going through I guess."

"Do you wanna talk about it?"

"Nah, I'm ok just…….thinking." Ginny said no more after this and Harry finished up his note to Lupin. He ended up telling him about Ginny but he didn't say her name he just said "a girl in my house" and left it at that. Strongly hoping Lupin could help him sort out his feelings Harry headed off to the Owlery.

"C'mon down, girl, I got a letter I need you to take to Lupin for me ok?" The snowy white owl flew down to his arm and after slipping her an owl treat he tied the parchment around her ankle. He heard someone climbing up the stairs just as he was about to head out.

"Good Morning, Potter," sneered Harry's sworn enemy.

"It was good till now Malfoy," Harry replied sordidly.

"Oh is wee Potter in a bad mood?" Malfoy's voice was dripping with hate.

"Shut it Malfoy!"

"Malfoy, Potter, if you two insist on shouting this early in the morning, I suggest you take this little conversation elsewhere!"

"No Professor McGonagall, I was just heading back to the common room," said Harry still heated from running into Malfoy so unexpectedly.

"Well, go on!" snapped McGonagall to Malfoy making Harry grin as he descended the staircase.