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As she stepped through the portrait, Hermione immediately noticed and waved her over to where she sat alone by the fire. "Hey, Ginny!"

Ginny sank into a cushy armchair. "Hi, Hermione."

Hermione set down the book she had been reading and looked at her friend. "How did it go?"

She sighed. "I can't believe you're so understanding, Hermione. I mean, this is a rather strange situation and you're acting as if everything is completely normal."

Her friend shrugged. "Draco and I were totally unexpected, weren't we? But I've never been happier. No one said love was predictable, and I'd like to think I know a thing or two about maintaining impossible relationships."

Ginny smiled. It was the truth. No one had seen their relationship coming, and it baffled many students at Hogwarts. "You're right, Hermione. But I need to talk to Harry. I can't string him along, you know? Where is he?"

"He and Ron are playing Quiddich, I think. They should be coming back in a few minutes."

She wrung her hands together. "I don't want him to hate me, Hermione!"

"That's not possible, Ginny. Harry would never hate you."

"Oh, I feel so bad!"

"You can't help the way you feel." Hermione looked up as the portrait opened and Harry and Ron walked in. "I'll get Ron out of here. Good luck, Ginny."

Ginny paled as Harry walked closer and nodded to her friend. She heard Hermione say something about a book that would help Ron in Charms and they left the common room to go the library.

Harry bent down and kissed Ginny on the cheek. "Hey, Gin."

She paled even further and sat down, then stood up. "Hi, Harry."

He wrinkled his brow. "Is something wrong?"

"Yes. I mean, no. Well, yes. We need to talk."

"Sure, Gin. What's this about?"

Ginny looked at the ground nervously. "I can't be with you anymore, Harry."

"What?"

"I…I'm in love with someone else and I don't think it's fair to either of us if my heart isn't totally in this."

Harry was gaping at her in disbelief. "You want to break up?"

She looked up at him and met his gaze firmly. "Yes."

I…I don't really know what to say, Ginny. I mean…I don't know. Can I just…I need to think about this."

She swallowed. "Sure, Harry. I'll leave you alone."

She practically ran out of the common room and made her way to the library where she knew Hermione would undoubtedly be.

As she walked in, she spotted her bushy-haired friend right away. Apparently some book on the Chudley Cannons had distracted Ron because he was on the other side of the library.

She walked over to Hermione, but before she could say anything, Draco Malfoy had taken the seat across from his girlfriend and they quietly began to talk about something or the other. Hermione looked up from the

conversation to see Ginny's retreating back. "Oh, hang on a second, Draco, I'll be right back."

"Sure, Granger."

"Ginny!"

Ginny turned around to see Hermione quickly walking towards her. "How'd it go?"

She frowned. "Bad, how else? He's so sad, Hermione."

"He'll be all right, Ginny. Believe me. As long as he sees that you're happy, he'll be fine. I promise. You can't expect him to be fine with it right away, though!"

Ginny sighed. "I know. It's still hard, though. Even harder when Dobby is always on my mind."

Hermione smiled sympathetically. "Do you want to sit with me and Draco for a while? We're discussing Potions."

Ginny rolled her eyes. "You two were made for each other. It's amazing that a boy with such good looks is so boring."

"He is not boring, Ginny Weasley!" Hermione sniffed. "We're just both very dedicated to our schoolwork."

Ginny raised a brow. "And I'm sure that's all you're dedicated to, Hermione. You look like you've just been thoroughly snogged."

Hermione blushed darkly. "Well, maybe we did spend some time in the History of Magic section before you got here."

Ginny grinned. "I'll leave you two alone, then. Shall I take Ron with me?"

She brightened. "Could you? That would be wonderful."

Ginny just shook her head and walked over to her brother. "Ron, let's go. Hermione wants to spend some time with Draco."

Ron's fists immediately clenched and he growled. "Bloody git. I hate him."

"But Hermione doesn't so let's go before they combine their powers and hex you to bits. Merlin knows you can't take either of them on."

Ron's jaw dropped, and Ginny took that opportunity to grab his arm and drag him out of the library. She winked at Hermione on her way out. "Ron, you need to leave them alone. Malfoy's been nothing but civil towards all of us since the end of the war and Hermione loves him."

His shoulders slumped. "I guess you're right. I'm going to head back to the common room. You coming?"

"No, I think I'm going to head down to the kitchens. I'm suddenly ravenous."

Ron smiled at her before turning around and heading in the direction of the Gryffindor common room.

Ginny came to a halt in front of the portrait that was becoming more and more familiar by the day. What was she going to say? Was now really the best time to tell Dobby the truth? This whole situation was just so complicated! She decided that it was best to get it all off her chest right now, and straightened her skirt before entering the kitchens. What greeted her completely shocked her.

Harry was sitting in a corner, numerous empty butterbeer bottles littering the ground near his feet. He shot a lopsided grin at her. "Hey (hic) Gin'. Why… whyareyou here?" he slurred.

Ginny's original agenda flew out of her mind. Could this day get any worse? "Oh, I… You see, I… was just looking for you. And… well, I found you!"

Harry smiled again, "I'm glad. So, why did you break up with me, Ginny? Why? (hic) Who is it that is just sooooo much betterthanme?"

Ginny bit her lip and Dobby appeared at the door with a few bottles of potion to sober Harry up. She blushed furiously. Speak of the devil. "Oh, I don't think now is the time."

Harry dropped his bottle of butterbeer and shot another lopsided grin at her "No, Ginny, I think now is the perfect time." He was greeted with silence. "Damn it, who is he?"

Ginny didn't respond. She bit her lip and sighed.

Harry finally ended the silence. "I'm sorry Gin, you're right, now isn't the time." He took a long pause. "I'm sorry if I scared you, we can talk about it later."

Ginny nodded and offered him her hand. "Up you get. Let's get back to the dormitories."

The moment she arrived in the common room, Ginny called for Ron and Hermione to help her get Harry to his bed. They rushed to her aid, and moments later he was fast asleep.

Ginny sank into a chair in the now abandoned common room and glanced at the clock. 12:35. It really was getting late, and she'd had a very rough day, maybe it was time to just get some sleep and worry about her romantic problems tomorrow. But no, fate apparently had other plans. There, in the middle of the common room stood Dobby, broom in hand. He muttered a spell and it began sweeping through the common room. He shot a questioning smile at her. "Miss Ginny, I know it isn't my place, but why did you hurt Harry Potter's feelings?"

Ginny frowned. This wasn't awkward at all. "I didn't mean to hurt him, its just, well, there's someone else and… I didn't want to lead Harry on, you know?"

Dobby nodded, "Yes. I think I know how you feel." He paused. "Dobby feels so very bad for Harry Potter, but hopes that you will find your true love, Miss Ginny"

Ginny nodded and a tear slid down her cheek. Dobby frowned at her, "What's wrong, Ginny?"

Ginny took a deep breath, this was it, there would be no going back after this moment, everything would change, forever. She nervously wrung her hands together and took in another deep breath before letting the truth spill out. "It's you. The other guy, the reason I broke up with Harry… it's you. Since that day in the kitchens… it's been you."

She risked a glance at Dobby who looked thoroughly confused. She faked a smile and whispered through the tears that were now cascading down her cheeks, "Its ok, you don't need to say anything, I get it." And with that, she fled from the room.

Dobby stood still in the common room, a bewildered look on his face. He shook his head. "What did Miss Ginny mean? She likes Dobby instead of Harry Potter?"

His eyes widened. "Miss Ginny thinks Dobby is her one true love!"

As Dobby was figuring out Ginny's confession, the girl in question was sitting quietly on her bed, crying softly. She wanted badly to speak to Hermione, but as she was in a year below her friend, they were in different rooms. Still sniffing and with all her clothes on, she rested her head on the pillow and drifted off into an uneasy sleep.

Dobby, still in a state of shock and confusion, went down to the kitchens as soon as the common room was clean and mechanically helped the other house elves prepare breakfast for a while before heading to his elf-sized bed. He turned on his side and quickly fell asleep.

When Ginny woke up the next morning, the first thing she noticed was that she still had her uniform on. She was confused for a moment, before remembering just what had taken place the night before and immediately felt tears welling in her eyes. She forced herself to stop and went into the bathroom to shower and change.

As she walked to the Great Hall for breakfast, she wondered how she would confront Harry, who would undoubtedly be sitting in his usual place. She decided not to think about it and instead strode confidently into the Great Hall and sat in her usual place next to Hermione, who looked up at her, startled by the sudden movement. "Hi, Ginny."

She gave her a small smile. "Hi, Hermione."

Her intuitive friend immediately sensed that something was wrong, and before Ginny knew it, she was being whisked away from the Gryffindor table and taken outside the Great Hall. Hermione turned to face her. "What happened, Gin?"

Ginny tried to keep calm, but failed and started crying softly. "I…I…I told him!"

Hermione immediately embraced her and let her cry it out. "And he just stood there! Like….I don't even know, Hermione, I'm so stupid to think that it could have actually worked!"

Hermione let go of her friend and held her out at arm's length. "Ginny, you're not stupid. He probably just stood there because he didn't know what you meant! He's not used to getting confessions of love from well…humans! You should talk to him again."

Ginny looked down at the ground. "I don't know why I didn't think of that. I…I'm going to go talk to him right now."

Ginny immediately got up and made her way to the kitchen, but was sidetracked by Blaise Zabini in the hallway. "Weasley, what are you up to?"

She shot him a glare. When Hermione and Draco's relationship had gone public, Ginny and Blaise had been the first to know. She had grown accustomed to Blaise, and the two had slowly become friends. "None of your business, Zabini."

"You just keep getting stranger. Seriously though, I hear you broke poor little Potter's heart, what's that all about?"

She frowned. "Zabini, honestly, it's not really your business! I just… I found someone else, and it wouldn't be fair to Harry to lead him on, you know? I just… don't love Harry." She paused. "Oh, and by the way, I'll hex you into next week if you mention any part of this conversation to anyone."

He smirked. "Ok, Weasley, no need to get hostile…off you go then."

She finally arrived at the kitchen, and this time didn't even hesitate at the door. She entered and found Dobby alone preparing a dessert for dinner that night. His back was still turned to her and she guessed that she hadn't heard her come in. She immediately felt her face flush as she grinned at him. "Hi Dobby."

At the sound of her voice, he dropped the tray he was holding. "Miss Ginny? What are you doing here? Dobby thought you were upset with him."

She frowned. "I wasn't upset, I was just scared. I understand that you might be uncomfortable with my feelings for you…"

He cut her off. "I wasn't uncomfortable, I was just… well, surprised. No one has ever told me that they cared about me before. I'm sorry if I upset you Ginny, but Dobby was confused."

"So… What does that mean?"

Dobby smirked. "It means, Ginny, that Dobby is very happy that you care about him."

Ginny thought she may die of happiness at that exact moment. This was a dream come true! She had found someone that she cared about, and he actually returned her feelings! No one would ever accept them, which much was obvious, but somehow everyone else didn't matter. The only other person that mattered was Dobby, and he cared about her too. She smiled widely. "Seriously? You don't think I'm crazy or something?"

"Crazy? Never."

She skipped over to him and caught him in a hug, overcome with emotion. She kissed his cheek and laughed. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world."

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