Sorry it's been so long guys, I feel really bad, but I was just so busy with school and such. That and I had major writers block. Once again, IDEAS ARE APPRECIATED! Oh, and I apologize for the shortness of the chapter. Just wanted to give you a taste of what was going to happen. Sneak peak for anyone who guesses what is happening to Ginny. A longer chapter will be posted later this weekend.

Hermione had cried herself to sleep last night for a reason unknown to anyone but her. And when she woke up the sun was streaming through her window, causing her to shut her eyes much quicker than she had opened them. Her head hurt and she didn't want to go downstairs to breakfast and deal with anyone quite yet.

However, five minutes later she found herself getting dressed and searching for a headache potion. She would rather not have someone come in to wake her up. And if she didn't take the headache potion now, the throbbing would only increase until she could barely stand the pain.

She pulled a sweater over her t-shirt and made her way to the kitchen, following the delicious smells of bacon, eggs, and hot cereal. She was beginning to look forward to this meal until she saw what was going on.

Harry was thoroughly annoyed as Ginny was trying to sit on his lap. When she did manage, he pushed her right back off and scooted further away from her. Only when he was pushed up against the wall and Hermione had to keep herself from laughing did she decide to rescue him.

"Morning Harry!" She said brightly.

Harry looked extremely relieved while Ginny shot Hermione one of her most menacing looks. Hermione didn't even flinch, but instead sat down at piled eggs and bacon onto her plate, inviting everyone else to do the same.

Breakfast was unpleasant. Ginny was still shooting Hermione looks so venomous that Harry wasn't entirely sure that Hermione wouldn't fall over dead. While this was going on, Ginny somehow ended up in Harry's lap again, only to be pushed right back off.

"What's the matter Harry?" She asked as soon as Mrs. Weasley had exited the room. "Don't you love me?" She pouted.

"No, I don't really. And Ginny," he said as she found her way back onto his lap again, "stay off my lap." With one final shove he pushed her off his lap where she immediately collapsed on the floor. Harry looked concerned until he realized that she was trying to get attention.

"Ginny. Get up." When she wouldn't move, Harry sighed. She was always being overdramatic.

"Ginny, it's just not attractive when you act like that. Now get up or we'll leave you there."

Ginny looked like she was using every bit of strength left in her body to push herself up off the floor. When she stood up, she was shaky, and appeared unsure of what to say or do.

"Sorry Harry," she mumbled before walking unsteadily towards her room.

Harry turned to Hermione, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Did I hurt her?" He asked.

"No Harry, I don't think that you did. But I'm going to go talk to her and make sure she's okay." She noticed Harry's expression. "Don't worry. I'm sure she's fine and that nothing you did hurt her.

Harry watched as Hermione made her way up the stairs before collapsing in a chair, unsure of what to do next. He didn't know if he should just wait for Hermione to tell him what was going on, or if he should go up in a few minutes and see for himself. He finally decided that he would let them have some time alone, and wait for Hermione in his room.

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"Ginny?" Hermione knocked softly on her door. "Ginny, can I come in?"

When no one answered Hermione stuck her head in to see Ginny lying on the bed.

"Ginny, what's going on with you? Hermione asked while rushing over to Ginny. "One minute you were fine and now you can barely walk. What happened?"

Ginny struggled to sit up and leaned against the headboard of her bed. When she didn't say anything, Hermione became increasingly worried despite the fact that she had just been flirting shamelessly with Harry.

"Ginny, if you don't tell me right now, I'm calling your mom up here."

With this Ginny seemed to come to life. "No Mione, please don't tell my mom. Please." She begged.

"I won't tell if you'll answer my questions. First of all, how often has this been happening?"

"It usually happens once a day, especially if I don't have a nap."

Hermione was about to assume that Ginny had some internal problem. Maybe even something horrible, like cancer. She was just about to ask if she'd seen a doctor recently when she realized what was going on.

"Ginny," she asked quietly. "When was the last time you had

Okay, so whoever can finish that sentence with a word or phrase that is correct gets a sneak peak of the next chapter that I promise is 6 pages already.