A/N: Fifth chapter's up! Sorry it took so long (my internet wasn't working). Hope you like it.

PS: This has nothing to do with the HP 6th story line. I started writing it before it came out so I can't switch everything around.

R&R

"So what do you think of this one?" Hermione asked, holding up a soft pink cloak.

"Eh," Ginny said as she sifted through more. "You could do better. And besides," she added, knocking one off the rack and picking it back up. "What if it's a boy?"

"I suppose you're right," she sighed, getting restless. They had been at it all day; trying to find new clothes for the soon-to-be baby, and Ginny was famished. She hadn't eaten since this morning and Hermione hadn't brought up going to lunch yet. Ginny really didn't want to be on her bad side. Especially since she was pregnant...

After about ten minutes of wasted time when they hadn't found anything, Hermione let out a sigh. "Ginny, why don't we just take a break and have some lunch? I'm starving and a nice pretzel with some ketchup sounds delicious!" Hermione's face had suddenly brightened.

"Gross," Ginny murmured while Hermione walked out the door. Hermione's odd food cravings were ridiculous. Ginny didn't know how much longer she could take it. Last night she had eaten one gallon of ice cream with sauce. Yuck.

They entered the Three Broomsticks and took a seat, looking at the menus while chatting.

"Ginny, where were you and Harry all day yesterday?" Hermione asked curiously, trying to not sound too interested.

"Down by the lake. We were just catching up, you know..." Ginny spotted something that sounded delicious and immediately felt her stomach grumble.

"Catching up for five hours?" Hermione asked, now abandoning her menu to look at Ginny with ruffled eyebrows and a skeptic look. Ginny pretended to ignore it.

"Yes. If you haven't noticed, me and Harry haven't exactly seen each other in three years," Ginny said annoyed. What did it matter if they were out half the day together? It wasn't anyone's business.

"I was just wondering, that's all. There's no reason to get all upset about it," Hermione replied, looking back at her menu.

"I wasn't getting upset!" Ginny said in defense.

"Sure you weren't," she said with rolled eyes. Ginny was just about to open her mouth with a nasty come-back when she thought better of it. Hermione would think what she wanted no matter what and nothing Ginny could say would convince her otherwise. It was all a lost cause.

"Good morning ladies! What can I get you, then?" An older woman of about forty was smiling at them. She took their orders, leaving them with silence until Hermione finally spoke.

"I don't mean to pry," Hermione started as Ginny let out a long sigh. She knew this would come up again. "But I think that you and Harry spending five hours together seems a bit.." There was a pause. "..suspicious."

"Suspicious?" Ginny said with a hint of annoyance. "How is it suspicious?"

"Because you two-" Hermione was cut off.

"No, I'm not talking about this. We've been through it already. Me and Harry are friends; that's it," Ginny said forcefully.

"But it's just that you used to like him and he used to like you so I thought maybe-" Again she was cut off.

"Wait, go back. You said Harry used to like me?" Ginny asked with disbelief.

"In his sixth year, yeah. He never told you?"

"No," Ginny said in shock. Hermione snorted.

"I thought you caught up. I assumed he would have told you," Hermione said with a grunt.

"Well he didn't. He probably thought it wasn't necessary. He's got a girlfriend," Ginny said in his defense. Again Hermione snorted.

"Yeah, girlfriend. Sure." Her voice wasn't friendly at all.

"You've met her than?" Ginny asked curiously.

"Of course! Harry drags her along to our house and when we go used to go out to bars before I had Rose. She's the blandest person I know. Barely talks! I think she's part mute."

"Bland? Mute?" Ginny asked, eager to find out what this girl was like.

"Yeah. She's so dull. I'm surprised Harry even considered going out with her. No personality whatsoever, which is a change from you. I mean, you have a great personality Gin. Cassidy is just...boring. That's why I thought maybe Harry, I don't know, asked you to go out or something. He hasn't had a very fun time with his girlfriend, if that's what he calls her," Hermione said with a half laugh-half snort. It seemed like all she was doing was snorting. "It's beyond me why he's wasting his time with her, not to mention hers. That poor girl; she thinks Harry's in love with her!" Ginny had a feeling that Hermione had been waiting to say this for a long time, probably because Harrynor Ron wouldn't listen to her. "I keep telling him that if he keeps this up it's all just going to blow up in his face. But no," Hermione said with an ugly expression on her face. "He won't listen to me! Why would anyone listen to me! Not Ron, that's for sure. He-"

Ginny blocked out the rest of Hermione's rant. Her mind was too busy thinking about everything she had told her about Harry.

He liked her? Harry liked her and she didn't know? He didn't even bother to tell her? But that didn't matter anymore because she didn't like him like that and he didn't like her like that. He certainly made that clear yesterday...

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"How was your day out?"

Ginny looked up to find a very smiley Harry. Immediately her thoughts soared to her and Hermione's earlier argument/discussion.

"It was okay besides the fact that we didn't get what we went there for," Ginny said with exhaustion in her voice.

Harry walked over to where Ginny was lying on her bed and he sat down.

"When'd you get in?" she asked.

"About a half hour ago. Hermione said that you were sleeping and I shouldn't bug you but I knew you wouldn't mind." Harry was still smiling.

"What if I did mind?" Ginny said slyly with a smile to match his own.

"You don't," he replied simply.

"How do you know that?" she asked with a glint in her eye.

"I just do."

"Well that's a good answer," she said with sarcasm.

"Hey, it's better than no answer at all," he said as he leaned back casually.

"Actually," she said sitting up. "It's basically the same thing as getting no answer at all."

"Is it now?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yup," she replied simply.

"How do you figure that?"

"Well," she began. "For one thing, it didn't answer my question. And for another, it didn't help in the slightest. It only made things more confusing. You should've just answered me."

"Ha, fat chance," he said with a laugh as he sat up.

"How come you're up here with me?" Ginny suddenly asked. At first Harry looked lost as to what to say since he was caught off guard, but then he smiled and looked at her.

"I can't hang out with my little sister?" Ginny's smile sank a tiny bit.

"I'm not little," she shot at him, now abandoning the smile all together and standing up to walk over to her desk to sit down.

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not," she shot back childishly.

"You're 19 and I'm 21," Harry stated.

"My birthday's in a week," she stated matter-of-factly.

"Fine, you're going to be 20, but I'm still-"

"An idiot," Ginny mumbled under her breath.

"-21 which makes you younger than me which also makes you little compared to me (size wise and age wise) and I heard that," he finished. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"You know, you sure have a knack for making people annoyed with you," she said bitterly.

"Oh yeah? Who?"

"Well," she said as she took a deep breath. "Me for one thing, Hermione, your girlfriend-"

"How do you know that?" Harry interrupted, now not as smiley as he was before.

"I just do," Ginny mocked. Harry laughed.

"Tu shay," he said as he bowed his head. Ginny smiled.

A/N: That's it. I'm aiming for an update by Monday, but I still can't promise anything. I'm also working on a Songfic having to do with Harry and Ginny, but I'm not sure when that will be up. Well, have a nice weekend and review. :)