Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I don't any of these wonderful characters. I can only wish.
I will not make a baboon out of myself.
I will not make a baboon out of myself.
He had to say it over and over again because at the moment, it wasn't sinking in. He couldn't eat without the food spilling out of his mouth. He couldn't talk without rambling a million words a minute or worse….stuttering.
Harry couldn't quite place his problem. He just knew he had one. He used to be able to talk to Ginny like a normal person. Now he was acting like a……baboon.
Luckily, aside from a few stares, he had not drawn to much attention to himself. But, boy was he close. He wasn't only doing this in front of Ginny, he was doing it at the very thought. In fact, most of his thoughts included snogging her. Yes, he knew. Bad Harry.
His mission: Don't let Ron know. Ron would basically kill him if he knew he wanted to go out with Ginny. He literally had a panic attack discovering she was dating Dean Thomas.
Ginny had been out of the hospital wing for a week now and talked to him several times. For Harry, the sound of her name sent butterflies in his stomach.
"Mr. Potter, are we having a grand time over there?".
Harry snapped out of his dream to find Snape's wart covering hand waving in front of his face.
Great! That's about a month's worth of detentions.
He shot Hermione and Ron a "Thanks for telling me to wake up. Very nice of you" Look and switched his attention back to Snape's drabble.
"I see fit a 24 inch essay on the Polyjuice Potion and 50 points from your house. Congratulations, Mr. Potter".
Stupid git, he thought. He had made the Polyjuice Potion in his second year.
"Class dismissed" Snape bellowed from the front of the class.
The class filed out of the room and Ron and Hermione confided in him.
"Sorry Harry but he kept his eyes on us the whole time. He was waiting for the perfect moment to snap you back into reality", Hermione said, sounding truly sincere. Ron, however, was trying to hold back a fit of giggles behind him.
"Yeah, and he sure found it. You were doing this funny thing with your lips" he laughed, imitating a fish.
"Har, Har very funny" he replied.
He had to admit, if this was the case, that if it were anyone but him, it would be quite Hermione.
Over the next few days, he managed to control his passion for Ginny. For the news quickly spread around Hogwarts of Harry Potter making kissing faces in Potions class.
His good behavior unfortunately changed the moment Ginny Weasley walked into the common room. He dropped the books he was carrying. Although through the hustle and bustle of the common room, no one notice but Hermione.
She gazed at him as though it was quite obvious. "You fancy Ginny," she whispered.
Harry didn't answer but looked at her sheepishly.
"Well, if you do, I'm going to teach you how to get Ginny Weasley to fancy you, for let's face it Harry. You need some help".