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Chapter 3- I Love the Nightlife

The rest of the party went alright. When we returned, me and Harry very quiet and awkward around eachother, and Ron and Hermione all over eachother, Cho came running over and grabbed Harry. He gave me an apoligetic look as he was being dragged of. Cho kinda gave me some kind of half smile, but I distinctly heard her say something along the lines of,

"What were you doing with your best friends LITTLE sister?"

Unfortunately I didn't hear Harry's response.

About 5 minutes later I heard the clanking of glass, and as I turned around realized Ron was making a toast to something that everyone seemed confused about, except of course Ron, Hermione, Harry, and me.

"Uh- hey guys. Umm...well how to say this.." his ears went red. "Well as you all know Hermione and I have been..uh...together for quite a while now...and...uh..."

"Oh come on Ron...spit it out!" Harry yelled out winking at Ron.

"Well..uh..." Ron started.

"Oh for heavens sake... Ron and I are going to be married!" Hermione stated.

A whole lot of things happened at once. Bill, Charlie, Angelina, Alicia, Mr.Weasley, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Sirius, Lupin, Percy and Penelope all started applauding. Fred and George started whislting the Death March, Mrs. Weasley broke down crying and ran to hug her son and future daughter-in-law, and I saw Cho pull Harry into the kitchen.

Me, being the love sick nosey body that I am, followed. I hid behind a cabinet and listened.

"Harry what is this? Fred and Angelina...now Ron and Hermione? Why haven't you asked me yet?" she demanded.

"Asked you what?" Harry asked with confusion.

"Ask me to marry you!" Cho yelled.

"Oh," Harry said. I peaked around the corner and saw him looking at the ground. How dare that foul woman put such pressure on him? I asked myself. Then suddenly a smile came accross Harry's face. I snapped back quick, afraid that I'll have to see him propose marrige now too. My brother is enough thank you very much, I don't need the love of my life to do the same.

"You want to know why I haven't asked you to marry me Cho? It's because I don't want to marry you. We've been out of school so long. Don't you think I would've asked you already? Now I'm not saying I want to break up soon, but I don't see you as my, well, soul mate."

"So basically what you're saying is that you want to be with me for now, but won't be with me forever?" Cho said in a quivering voice.

"Yea. Hey c'mon let's get back to the party. I have to congratulate Ron and Hermione." He put an arm around her and went back outside.

By the end of the party everyone was exhausted. Everyone disapparated back to their own homes, except for Harry, who went to Cho's.

When I arrived in my house I walked to the freezer, pulled out a carton of ice cream, got a spoon and settled down to watch TV.

About ten minutes into Titanic there was a know at the door.

"Who could be out at this hour?" I asked myself as I walked to the door.

There was a knocking again.

"C'mon Ginny are you there?" said an oddly familiar voice.

"Harry?" I asked with confusion as I pulled open the door.

"Well you sound pleased to see me," he said. "Look, Cho just dumped me, although I don't know why. I don't really wanna be alone, you know?"

"Of course!" Ginny said.

"And I don't want to crash at Ron or Hermione's because wherever they are I'm sure they're together, so I came to you. It's not a problem is it?" he asked miserably.

"No! No of course not! Hey I need someone to hang with for once. I'm so used to being my own company it's scary!"I gushed. Harry laughed, though I could tell his heart wasn't into it.

"So you'll be staying over tonight then?"I asked hopefully.

"Only if it's alright with you," he replied not looking at me.

"Of course it's alight with me! I have an extra bedroom- well actually its more like a closet with a bed, a window and a closet but it serves it purpose." he laughed again, only slightly. "Here let me show you the room then we'll come down and watch TV."

"Ok."

When we got back down to the living room I settled on the couch and he sat down next to me. We were slightly touching, and I instantly felt shivers rush up my spine. Now that it was quiet, we were all alone, I felt really uncomfortable, but in a happy way. Harry came to me!

"So did Cho say why she broke up with you?" I blurted out.

"Well, kinda. You had something to do with it actually. She said I was too close with you. That she was worried I would start fooling around behind her back or something. I asked her why she let me hang out with Hermione, and she said because she was with Ron."

"She then started totally insulting you, and got mad at me for telling her earlier that I was never going to marry her, and I just kinda blew up. Every bit of stress and anger that had been building up came bursting out. I started telling her how I was sick of her keeping an eye on me, how happy I am that Ron and Hermione are getting married, how flying for a living is starting to get me permanently light-headed," I had to giggle at this, but stopped immediately when Haryy gave me a look, "and that I think I'm in love with you- I -uh-mean-yogurt."

Did I just hear correctly? He's in love with yogurt? Or did he just say me and try to cover it- though lamely.

"Thank's Gin, for letting me stay here tonight, I promise I'll be gone by tomorrow,"

"No! Stay as long as you want. I need the company. I'm slowly losing my mind from being alone so long!" I pleaded.

"Maybe just for a couple of days," he said smiling, and he glanced up at the movie, Titanic.

It was at the part where Jack and Rose were flying at the front of the ship. I saw his face fall and went to reach for the remote, but as soon as my hand go there his landed on mine, stopping me from changing it. I tried to take my hand away because the electric shocks that he was causing me was getting almost painful, but he held on, entwining his fingers with mine.I looked shakily up at him.

"Were you upset that Cho broke up with you?" I asked shakily, my hand still in his. I felt his hand squeeze mine, and I felt him move closer to me.

"Well obviously I was, but not as much as I should have been. I think maybe it's because my feelings for her were slowly dripping away."

"Oh," I answered.

"Well I'm gonna get to bed," and he leaned in to give me a kiss on the cheek, but at the last second my head turned to the television, and our lips brushed up against each other. Within the next two seconds Harry must have mad a quick decision, because he jumped back, but then without a trace of fear came back toward me, gently pulled my head back with his hand, and kissed me. Now I don't mean a little kiss, I mean a real one. The very one I had been waiting for my entire life. We pulled apart for a split second, and then fell back onto the couch, with his hands around my waist, and mine in his hair.

Then out of no where he stood up.

"Umm...sorry...just a little tired I guess."

And he walked out of the room into his bedroom. I lied there, crying myself to sleep, but I swore a heard a creek and felt eyes on me. As I was falling asleep I heard Harry's voice say to me,

"I wasn't that tired."

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