(Here's the moment I was thinking of written from the perspective of everyone else as the kiss happens.)

Ginny stood amongst her celebrating Gryffindor's as they exulted in yet another great victory and winning the Quidditch Cup for another consecutive year. Ginny however was smiling at the memory of defeating Cho as Seeker once again, twice showing her up as the better Quidditch player. Everyone around her was laughing and going on about the match, Ron gripping the trophy and bragging about all the saves he made. Hermione smiling at Ron seemed to be enjoying herself as much as Ginny was and they shared a moment's glance. Ginny gave her a hopeful smile, quite forgiving Hermione for their earlier spat. Ginny then looked at her brother and shook her head and rolled her eyes as Ron seemed oblivious to this silent exchange. 'One day...' Ginny thought to herself smiling a bit sadly at Ron and Hermione. They seemed so happy and knew that soon they would have to admit how they felt for each other.

She looked away from them thinking again 'One day...' her worried thoughts drifting to the absent Harry. Ginny hoped that Snape wasn't treating Harry too horribly but she knew otherwise, Snape never seemed to miss an opportunity to torture Harry. Her heart always went out to him in those moments, he was always so stalwart against Snape.

Thinking of Harry though made her glance a little guiltily at Dean who was avidly talking to Seamus though she knew he was only moments before looking at her again. Ever since their row he didn't seem to forget about her, unlike that toad Michael Corner. She looked away though and looked anxiously at the portrait hole waiting for Harry to return from Snape's detention. She could hardly wait to celebrate the Quidditch victory she had helped them all to achieve with him. In truth she never stopped thinking about him; there were many times when she had kissed Michael or Dean and had instead been thinking of Harry. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Dean looking at her again, she wished he would stop doing that. Hermione had told her it would be good for her to try and go out with others but there had been moments where she couldn't help comparing Dean and Michael to Harry. They never seemed to match up to him Ginny felt, but then she also
feared that she would be hopelessly lost if she didn't get over Harry.

It was then that the portrait swung in to admit Harry into the room he looked apprehensive as he entered unsure of what to expect. The huge crowd of Gryffindors welcomed him with cheers; Ron screamed that they had won brandishing the trophy over his head. Hermione was giggling a little at his side and looking toward Harry happily. Ginny was feeling truly exuberant and forgetting her suppressed feelings she blazed over to Harry. He was looking around the crowd with an immense smile he seemed stunned into silence.

Ginny ran up to him and began to throw her arms around him for a hug. She was after all happy they had won, he wouldn't mind sharing in that joy. He was looking at her strangely though a look she had never seen on his face before; her heart quickened as her arms tightened around him. Then he leaned in without a word or hesitation and kissed her. They melted into each other's embrace as they kissed in full force. The world around them just fell away leaving only Ginny and Harry in this moment, silence wrapping around their embrace. It was a dream it had to be Ginny thought she was about to wake up it was all too good. She wasn't waking up though, she was kissing him, he was kissing her and her mind was reeling from this fact.

They pulled apart from the kiss, somewhere in the distance she heard glass breaking somewhere but didn't care. She only had eyes for Harry, her heart pounding against her rib cage. She could hear the world coming back now people whistling and cheering them on, Harry smiling down at her and then looking up at the crowd. She had never thought this would happen; she had hoped but never really thought. She looked to her brother and Hermione. Her best friend was beaming at her and Harry, Ginny wanted to hug and kiss Hermione as well, she had been right all along. Now if only her thick brother would take the hint as well. Harry led her away through the portrait hole.

Dean had been watching Ginny as the celebration of the win against Ravenclaw commenced. He wanted to go to her and talk to her but each time he found himself being pushed away from her in the crowd. She also didn't seem to want to talk to him. Dean had been hurting the past few weeks watching her from afar now. His best mate Seamus just kept advising him to forget her but he just couldn't do it.

The funny thing was that it seemed like others were against his talking to Ginny. Several times Hermione would come up to Ginny as he approached. Right then Dean felt like everything was against him, he didn't want to feel miserable -- they had just won the Quidditch cup -- but what he really wanted seemed almost unattainable. He looked away from Ginny as she glanced at him, he didn't want her to know he was watching.

It was then that he saw the portrait hole opening up and Harry entering the room as the crowd went wild around him. He saw Ron exclaiming that they had won the Quidditch up and swinging the cup high in the air. He saw Ginny running to Harry and suddenly there was a sense of dread in Dean's heart. Ginny wrapped her arms around Harry and then pair kissed passionately. Dean gulped and he felt his hand clench and shake, his breath going still he looked away stepping further back into the crowd. He felt as if a bludger had slammed into his chest. He barely noticed that his hand had shattered the glass he was holding. He fell back away from the sight that now troubled him, not wanting to watch it anymore.

Near the back of the crowd Dean was gripping what was left of the glass he had in his hand. The tiny shards of glass dug into his flesh; he didn't seem to notice the pain or blood at all. All he could do was just stare at where he had lost Ginny to Harry, his supposedly good friend, forever. Dean had really liked Ginny, had tried to understand her and be there for her. He didn't understand why she always seemed to get testy with him, seemed to be at times distant from him. Now he knew why and wished that he had known
sooner, he heard his best mate's voice exclaim next to him.

"Hey Dean, your hand is bleeding!" Seamus was trying to get Dean's attention; Dean looked down at his cut hand and still didn't seem to care. He was feeling the pain but it didn't matter to him, his heart hurt far worse then his hand did at the moment. "C'mon mate let me get you fixed up..." Seamus said trying to lead Dean away from the crowd; Dean only hesitated a moment before following Seamus. How could Ginny and Harry do this to him? He knew that Ginny would probably find someone else; she didn't seem to be into their relationship but why did it have to be Harry? He had always liked Harry but now he found he was now consumed with intense dislike toward him as he had vowed he would hate the next boy Ginny was with.

"I can't believe it Hermione we won, we won, we won!" Ron was exclaiming with one arm around her shoulders and wielding the Quidditch up in the air with the other arm. Hermione found herself feeling quite content with Ron's arm around her. Ron didn't seem to realize what he was doing; he was gripping both hands on the cup again before she knew it.

Hermione glanced to where Ginny was standing watching the portrait hole anxiously and she felt sympathy for her. If Hermione was reading her best friends correctly she had a feeling something very good was about to happen. She hadn't confronted Harry about it but she was sure that Harry had been taking an unusual amount of interest in Ginny. Hermione had at one point so casually mentioned to Ginny, Ginny denied that it could be possible but seemed to still consider her words.

Hermione was holding out for the hope that this win would bring the two together, Hermione had always felt that Ginny was good for Harry, it was just a matter of time Hermione felt and with the looks she kept catching Harry giving to Ginny, Hermione felt the time was drawing near to when Harry would make a move. Unlike Ron, Harry always seemed to go for what he wanted; she just wished Ron would admit the way he felt, the way she knew he felt. It was always so frustrating to see him hold back, she could never be the one to make the first move.

The portrait hole opened up and Harry walked into the room looking stunned at the cheering crowd. She yelled exuberantly with the crowd and heard Ron exclaiming at the top of his voice how they had all won. Hermione was laughing as a flashing blur of red hair that was Ginny rushed by her. Hermione went wide-eyed watching her two best friends wrap arms around each other and kiss. Her breath caught as she gasped and smiled at the pair.

Hermione couldn't help her giggling she was so happy for Ginny and Harry. She had hoped for this to happen for so long and now finally it had happened. Ron just turned and looked at her wordlessly, as she continued to smile and bounce a little on her feet Ron narrowed his eyes at her, Seamus meanwhile walked by them with Dean in tow and through the portrait hole.

"Did.. did you know about this?" Ron asked gesturing at the portrait hole with the trophy and nearly taking Dennis Creevy's head off in the process.

Hermione blushed a little and looked like she was biting her tongue but couldn't help her smile. "Well, yes -- or at least I suspected that Harry was taking a bigger notice of Ginny this year. Glad to see I was right." Hermione said glancing at the portrait hole again.

"Your always glad to be right!" Ron quipped back at her. Part of him was annoyed at this but another part, the part that loved Harry as a brother was whooping in joy but he wasn't about to let on to that in front of everyone.

Hermione gave him a slightly annoyed frown. "Well, I admit that I have been helping Ginny, yes. And I have been hoping that Harry would take real notice of her... I mean..." Hermione looked away a little embarrassed to admit this next part. "Well I did sort of help end that ridiculous thing Harry had with Cho." Hermione smiled a little wickedly here. Ron looked stunned at her.

"What? How did..." Ron asked having no idea what Hermione was talking about as usual.

"Oh come on, let's talk somewhere private," Hermione said giving a nervous sigh as she first grabbed Ron's hand and thought better of it and only held his elbow. It made her feel jittery and she hated that; why couldn't he just admit it already to her. She fancied him and he her for AGES now and he couldn't seem to work up the courage to say any of it to her. This is why she wanted to now talk to him alone. She couldn't help giving Lavender
Brown and Romilda Vane smug looks as she walked by them with Ron in tow. Ron just gazing helplessly around them as they walked. Goose bumps arose where she had touched him. He seemed reluctant but he followed her out the portrait hole and somewhere more private.