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Sunday, July 11th: Somewhat close to noon

"I'm going up to my room" Ginny muttered loud enough for Harry to hear. She took a couple steps, and stopped abruptly. "Harry, I just realized I don't know which room I'm supposed to go to."

"Up the stairs, and to the right, second door on the left. First ones mine... incase you need me at all."

Ginny walked towards, then up the stairs, and into her new room. She unpacked all of her knickknacks, clothes and other goodies. She finished unpacking a little while later, and sniffed the air. She could smell... food? Not just food, but someone was cooking it. 'Harry doesn't cook...' she thought.
She then headed downstairs to see what was going on, and saw Harry in the kitchen. 'Or does he?' She got off the staircase, turned right, and walked passed the dining table before entering the kitchen.
"What's cooking?" She asked hinting playfulness.

"Lunch, and food." Harry kept looking at the pot on the stove.

"Oh, alright. I'll be upstairs, then." She turned to leave the kitchen and almost got to the door when Harry said, "I broke up with Cho last night, for- for you"

She paused and stood still for a bit. She could not believe her ears. Ginny finally turned to face him. "What exactly did you think was going to happen?" Ginny this very nasty. She was very taken aback by this.

Harry stood there for a moment, looking kind of -for lack of a better word...- awkward. "I, I don't- I didn't-" He stammered quickly, "Sorry" He turned back to the stove and continued with his cooking.

She stood there thinking for awhile. 'Why had Harry told me this? What did he want? Why won't he just tell me? Is he doing this just to torment me? Does he secretly hate me? However, if he hated me, he wouldn't have broken up with Cho, and for me. In addition, he wouldn't have told me he did. Now I see his game.. He's just tormenting me is all... well, it worked Harry. It worked! You can stop now!' She walked swiftly out of the kitchen.
"Where's Hermione!" She yelled as she left the very distressed looking Harry in the kitchen.

"Here!" Hollered a voice from upstairs. Hermione came down the stairs followed by Ron. "We were looking for you in your room when I heard you yell for me." She told Ginny quite brightly.

"How convenient." She muttered in surprise.

"I also heard you talking to Harry," Hermione began again, "I decided to wait in your room until you came up so as not to disturb you hopefully working things out; but -once again- I heard my name."

Ginny's eyes were sad, confused and angry at the same time.
Hermione saw the emotions in her eyes and brought her upstairs to her room.

"Why weren't you here sooner? I wasn't talking things out with him, but you could have been here to help me!"

"It's called sleeping, dearest friend. It's morning and I really didn't expect you to be here before 11:00... However, I guess that's Molly... I'm Sorry!" She said loudly, hugging her friend sadly.

Ginny laughed, "You're forgiven!"

"So, Ginny, what was all that about?"

"He said he broke up with his girlfriend for me"

"He said, for you?"

"YES! Ugh! I could not believe him! What does he expect from me? He broke up with me, then started to ignore me, and I'd try to talk to him, and he'd ignore me. He ignored me for the longest time, and I would try to talk to him, and he'd be all, NOOOO! I DIDN'T HEAR YOU, 'CAUSE I'M IGNORING YOU!" Ginny said all of this very fast.

"Yeah, well, I have no idea, how, to respond, to that... What I can tell you, is that he is Harry! Harry is just, Harry! He's always been very confusing, so why don't you just stick to what you told me before in your room. But give him a tiny chance. He made you lunch! Harry doesn't cook, did you know that?"

"Yes, which is why I'm kind of scared to eat it." They laughed until Ron came into her room.

"Ginny, Harry's cooked spaghetti! It's really... Bloody Hell! Are you two, crying?"

Ginny put her hand under one of her eyes, and sure enough, tears were streaming down her cheeks.
"We were laughing, Ron." Ron looked relieved.

"Oh, heh, all right. But I'm serious, Harry's made-"

"Excellent spaghetti! That's great Ron." Ginny finished for him, wiping her eyes. "I- I'm not really hungry..."

"Ginny, mum didn't make me breakfast this morning when I woke up, so I'm guessing she didn't make you any."

"Why were you sleeping at mum's?"

"He was too lazy to go home!" Hermione answered smiling.

"I was not being lazy! I was tired!"

"... When I asked you if you were ready to go home after dinner last night, you said, "I'm being lazy now, will you roll me up to my room so I can rest?"

Ron turned red and left the room.

"Ginny, have you gone mad? "

"I don't think so... why?"

"You have never said no to food before!"

"There's always a first..."

"Or not!" Hermione began to become impatient with her friend, "Ginny, can't you give Harry a little more of a chance?"

"Not now" Ginny herself was getting a little annoyed with her friend.

Hermione sighed and put her hand to her forehead. There was silence for a while before Ginny spoke again.

"Maybe later tonight."

"Do you promise?"

"I only have to pretend to like his food, right?"

"I guess.."

Ginny laughed and said, "Only if we can spend the rest of the day together!"

"Okay.. Fine." Hermione sighed faking sadness

"It's not a punishment!" Ginny smiled and threw a pillow at Hermione.

"Okay, sure! What are you going to do while we're eating?"

"I'm going to take a bath, with jets!" She said excitedly jumping up.

"Fun"

Ginny grabbed a towel and ran out of the room.

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"Hey Harry, what were you and Ginny talking about?" Ron asked coming down the stairs from Ginny's room.

"I told her I broke up with Cho."

Hermione was just then coming down the stairs. "Not just, Harry, you said that you broke up with Cho for her."

"Yeah, I know..." Harry said blushing.

"You said you broke up with Cho for her! Who says that? She tried to give you a chance during the Voldemort fight, and when we were all staying at the burrow! Now she's given up! What was your problem then, anyway?"

"It's kind of embarrassing."

"Well whatever it is, get it under control." Hermione hissed "It's not that easy!"

"What's not that easy?" She snapped back

"Enough! I don't want to tell you, okay?"

"Not okay, we've been best friends for years, Harry! You can tell me!"

"No I can't, you wouldn't understand, your not a guy" He mumbled

"Try me"

"...I get... excited"

"You get excited? About what?"

"No! No, I get... aroused!" He said just intelligible enough for Hermione to hear.

"Oh. OH!" She turned bright red, but compared to Harry it was hardly a light pink.

"DON'T tell Ginny though. I told you it was really embarrassing!" He practically begged Hermione.

"Okay, I won't" She ran up the stairs giggling.

"PROMISE?" Harry roared at her

"Promise!" She laughed, and headed into the bathroom to meet Ginny.

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Meanwhile...

Ginny ran into the bathroom, and placed her towel in a cupboard and started the water. She put some lavender smelling salts in the water along with some lavender bubble bath. She waited until the tub was full, and then she stripped down and climbed in. She started the jets and practically fell asleep she felt so good. She hadn't taken a bath in a while. She usually just takes showers. She grabbed her scrub puff and started scrubbing her body. She had just finished scrubbing herself and put the puff aside when Hermione came in. Ginny turned the jets off so they could talk and hear each other.

"What's up?" She wanted to know why she was red

"I promised, sorry Ginny."

"Fine" she pouted "about who?"

"Harry and you"

"Tell me! Tell me! Please?"

"I can't, ask Harry..."

"Okay, I will! Maybe he won't be able to resist in just a towel, and he'll have to tell me..."

She said getting up and wrapping a towel around herself.

"I wouldn't do that, Ginny!" Hermione told her cracking up

"Why?"

"I CAN'T TELL YOU!" She screamed laughing, and she fell off the side of the tub and into it. It was Ginny's turn to laugh.

"I'll see you later" she squeaked as she laughed out the door. Hermione was still laughing all wet.

"So, Harry, what is so funny?" She laughed down the stairs

"DID HERMIONE TELL YOU?" he said sounding worried and furious.

"No, no, but I want to know, Harry" She was now in front of Harry in a very small towel.

Harry stared at her for just a moment before he turned around.

"Harry? What?" She said putting her hand on his shoulder.

He jumped and turned around very briefly, then realized he was turned around, and ran up the stairs to his room.

She saw. She made him tent. How'd she do that? 'Well am in just a towel.' she thought, and ran up the stairs, and into the bathroom. She shut the door, and burst out laughing.

"You found out, then?"

"No, but I made him tent! I mean, I made him tent so bad I think his button popped!" They squealed together for awhile, until they went into Ginny's room so she could get dressed.

"That's it though, that's why he won't talk-" she covered her mouth with her hand.

"What was that?" She asked surprised

"NOTHING! Nothing, I didn't, what? no... that's not why he won't talk to you, of course not! What would give you that idea... He doesn't get excited or aroused or anything..."

"HERMIONE!"

"What?"

"You weren't supposed to tell me!"

"I didn't! I mean, oh Merlin.. I did!" Hermione then ran out of Ginny's room closely followed by Ginny (fully dressed).

"I've got to tell Harry.." Hermione told her

"Hermione, No!" Too late. She had already opened the door.

"Ohmygosh! SorryHarry!" Hermione squealed as she saw Harry.

Ginny gasped and giggled, and Harry turned even redder then before.

A/N: What could he have been doing in there? All alone? Right after he was so turned on his jeans button popped? I think you know, but CLIFFY! Don't you love these? So, review, and just tell me how you liked it! or just put a number or a letter or something so I can know how many people read this. I think only one person does, that's kind of sad.