this is my second chapter, short but better than nothing right? lol. yea so enjoy! o and please review!
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"Harry?" said Ginny confused, "What are you doing here?"
Harry smirked, "Professor Flitwick thinks I'm going to the Hospital Wing on account of dizziness. But you know I thought I was feeling so much better so I decided to take a walk around Hogwarts instead."
Ginny rolled her eyes. "So basically, you faked sick."
Harry grinned. "What are you doing here Gin? And what with your… Hey! Are you hurt? Ginny you've got to get up to the hospital wing! Here, I'll take you there."
Harry guided Ginny into the castle.
"How did it happen?" Harry asked her.
"Um.. well, we're learning about bubotubers this year, and I got some of the pus on my hand and it flared up like a tomato," Ginny confessed. Great, thought Ginny, he's going to think I'm some stupid git.
Harry laughed.
"It's not funny Harry! It hurts like hell and I'm really angry right now, so step off!" replied Ginny fuming up. He already thinks I'm a stupid git!
"Sorry Ginny," Harry said with a grin on his face, "I'm not laughing at you, it's just that Ron did the same thing last year too. But except he wasn't listening and tried to squeeze the bubotuber to get the pus out. I bet it just got on your skin by accident."
"Ha, yeah, by accident," lied Ginny. Man, I've got to be a stupid git if I did what Ron did last year!
They were almost up to the hospital wing and Ginny's mind started to wander off again.
She looked up at Harry. Bloody hell, thought Ginny, Harry is so hott. Why can't I stop thinking about him!
Harry looked down at Ginny.
Uh oh, he's looking at me. Um.. yeah this is awkward.
"Ginny you've got an eyelash on your cheek. Here, let me get it for you."
Harry reached towards Ginny's face and picked up the eyelash off her cheek. Ginny's face tingled as his hand touched her skin. He held the eyelash in front of her face.
"Make a wish," Harry said smiling.
Ginny quickly made a wish and blew the eyelash away.
"What did you wish for?" asked Harry.
"Can't tell," she replied.
For what she wished for was that Harry would swoop down and kiss her, and put his hand right were her eyelash had fallen.