A/N - Blah, chapta deux. I will hate you all unless you READ MY FIC!

(( Please just don't play with me; my paper heart will bleed ))

I was awakened by a soft voice repeating my name and when I opened my eyes, Harry Potter's face was right above mine. His green eyes twinkled through the same round spectacles as always as they met mine. It took me at least a minute to realize that my head was sitting in his lap, but when I did it didn't seem to faze me. I actually felt more comforted by it. He stroked my hair as I lightly yawned.

"Where are Ron and Hermione?" I asked weakly.

He nodded his head towards the kitchen.

"Making dinner," he said. Wow. I had been out a while.

"You guys didn't take me to St. Mungo's?" I asked, a little angry. Harry looked at me oddly.

"Don't get a temper with me. Hermione checked you out, you're fine, okay?" He said, poking me on my nose. I laughed, not realizing that I was leading him on. Ron and Hermione obviously hadn't told Harry that my interest was far away from him. But once I had realized I was flirting with him, I didn't stop myself. I was driven to keep flirting with him, laughing at him, touching his face, and before I knew it, I had kissed him.

It took me that much to realize that the feelings did still linger. That my schoolgirl crush wasn't just a bullshit adolescent phase. I was in love with Harry Potter. But then. . .

He pushed me away. Why did he push me away?

"I'm with Cho now, Ginny," he said quietly, not looking me in the eye. I was confused. Why would he get back with Cho?

"Since – Since when?" I asked, confused. I had sat bolt upright to hear his answer. He was kidding. He had to be kidding. He was playing hard to get or something.

"Since last week." I didn't get it. It made no sense. He had kissed me the night before yet he had been with Cho? And he was on a date with Susan? What! This made no sense.

"That–makes no sense. You kissed me last night. You were on a date with Susan last night, too. You're just a cheating bastard!" I slapped him. He was a horrible, terrible, wonderfully beautiful, great–no. He was horrible. He played with my heart, and that was a very evil thing to do. I got up and went into my room and didn't take dinner that night. Harry, for some reason, slept over. I assumed Ron and Hermione had assigned him to make sure the jinx had no side-effects. What an asshole.

(( Sorry it was so short, guys. The next chapter is Harry's take on the situation. ))