It had to have been the best birthday Harry had ever had. He had gotten brand new quidditch gear from Bill and Charlie, a weird looking book from Percy, a box full of free stuff from Weasleys Wizard Weazes, and a bunch of candy from Ron and Hermione. But the best present out of all of them was what the whole family had gotten him. They'd made him his own room out of Bill's old room, and they filled it with all kinds of magical things.

After everyone was done celebrating, and they had started going to bed, Harry went downstairs to get the rest of his things and take them upstairs. He looked at Ginny's chair and wondered where she had gone. He hadn't seen her since she and Hermione had taken him upstairs. As he bend over to get his blanket, he felt someone touch his back. It scared him and he twirled around to see who it was. The person grabbed him around the waist. Harry could tell it was a girl, but he couldn't tell exactly who it was (its almost completely dark, sorry forgot to mention that). For a second he thought it was Ginny, until he saw her face. It was Cho.

"Why do you keep sneaking in here?" he whispered

"I just wanted to tell you happy birthday."

"Thanks but you don't have to sneak in. You could have just come before. The Weasleys wouldn't have minded."

"I don't think they'd like me very much."

"Yes th-" Cho put her hand over his mouth. She looked scared. Then -

"Lumnos!" Fred screamed. Fred, George, and Ron had been watching them the whole time.

"I knew it!" Ron said "I heard you down here before. I thought it might have been you and Ginny, but I would have never thought you'd be sneaking her in here." Cho looked hurt by what he said. She turned and ran out the front door. Harry followed her, but by the time he had gotten outside, she had apparated. Harry came back inside. He picked up his things and ran upstairs to his new room. He slammed the door, locked it, and fell onto his bed. It had been the perfect birthday... if only she could have stayed...

It was the last week of August, and Harry was lying on his bed. He hadn't talked to Ron since the incident with Cho. Why should I talk to him? Harry thought. First he thinks I'm suicidal and now he can't accept my girlfriend. Harry turned on his side and looked out the window. He heard someone opening the door. It was Ginny. "Hey." she said as she sat down on the end of his bed. "Is everything okay? I mean you and Ron haven't been talking much and -"

"I really don't want to talk about that." Harry interrupted

"Oh. Sorry." After a long pause, she said. "Do you want to go play quidditch?"

"Not if Ron's playing."

She sighed. "Why do you two have to fight like this? You're being so stupid -"

"I'm not the one who's being stupid! He thinks that I'm trying to kill myself and that I've been sneaking girls here."

"He doesn't... wait, you've been sneaking girls in here?"

"No I haven't! She snuck herself in."

Ginny smiled. "Oh I see."

"Ginny I'm not asking her to come."

"Yeah sure you aren't. So... Who is it?" Harry sighed. "Is it that Cho girl? The one you were kissing last year?" Harry didn't answer. "It is! Harry's got a girlfriend, Harry's got a girlfriend."

"Ginny is annoying!"

"Sorry. Well you should come outside, even if Ron's playing. Those are stupid reasons to fight."

"Alright fine." Harry stood up and got his broom.

Ginny walked out of the room and looked back at him. "Harry's got a -" Harry ran after her. He caught her about halfway down the stairs, grabbed her shirt, and pulled her backward.

"Not a word of that to anyone. She doesn't come anymore."

"Fine." she said, pushing him backward. Harry fell onto the stairs, and looked up at Ginny, who was sticking her tongue out and running down the stairs.