Chapter 2 Deep, Mad, True, Endless - Love

Ginny Weasley, with her flowing red hair lying across her back, lay in the field, watching Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley enjoy Quidditch. She would have played, but right now, she just felt like watching them, or more watching Harry. See, Ginny Weasley had been in love with Harry Potter since the end of her 1st year. Since the time Percy went off to school, her mother had told her the tales of Harry Potter, and how he had saved the wizarding world. At first she had just a silly crush, but then he saved her from the Chamber. When she thought all hope was lost, she came back to consciousness to see him above her, holding her hand in his bloody one, nearing death. A miracle had saved him, but she would never forget how he would have given up his life for her. And, as result, she fell deeply, truly, madly, endlessly in love with the bravest boy in the world.

From 2nd year through 3rd, she acted like she had in 1st. She was klutzy, mumbled over her words, and blushed if he acknowledged her presence. Then her brain told her to move on, and so she tried. She told everyone she had moved on, dated other boys, and mastered her cursed Weasley blush. But even though her mind told her to move on, her heart wouldn't come. It was in the hands of a boy, who didn't even know what love was.

And now, with her going into 5th year, Harry had saved the world a whopping 4 times, causing her to fall deeper and deeper under his spell. But she loved and watched him from a distance, always keeping her blush and stammer in tact, and appearing as if she didn't care. When, really, she wanted to be loved, and the only one who could really loved her was him.

She sighed. It was all to depressing. So she decided to go back to thinking about Harry being here. Before his arrival, she had been very worried about him. After all, he had just lost Sirius, his one parent-like figure, and was sure to fall in a depression. She knew this all, the quidditch playing and friendly conversations were all an act, that he was really dying inside. But, she was determined not to let him slip away, and when Ginny Weasley put her mind to something, she accomplished it. So she had gone to pick him up, and it had gone rather smoothly. Well, except for that one time when she had accidently glanced at his arms muscles, and started to practically drool. But, luckily, Harry was almost as dense as Ron, so he probably didn't think much of it. Harry had also acted a little weird, with him stammering over his words. But she didn't think much of it, she would always be Ron's little sister to Harry.

Speaking of Harry, he was walking toward, Quidditch being done for the day.

" Hey Gin,"

"Hey, Harry, what's up?" Gin, she loved it when he called her that.

"Well, I have an idea.." Harry began.

" I guess there's a first for everything," Ginny joked.

" Very funny," he said, with a small smile playing on his lips, " It's about Ron and Hermione."

" Oh? How so?" She asked, becoming more interested.

"Well, we all know they like each other.." he paused, for Ginny had snorted, for it was the most obvious thing in the world. " I know, so I've decided we have to do something about it."

" Like sneak behind their backs and set them up?" Smiled Ginny.

" Exactly. Partners in crime?"

" Of course." Giggled Ginny, and they shook on it. Harry kept his hand entwined in Ginny's, and though it was just a friendly gesture, Ginny, felt as if, for the first time in a while, she was happy.

A/N I hoped you liked it! I worked very hard on this chapter, I've been so busy and I've had a writers block for ever! Giant thanks to my first reviewer, though anonymous, get a 100 cookies and knightwhosaysni, who made me feel so much better after almost No One Reviewed, gets 1000 cookies!

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