These are J.K. Rowlings babies, not mine! Just the story!
After witnessing Dean and Lavender's little tryst in the classroom, Harry's repulsion soon gave way to a twinge of jealousy. He was tired of being alone. Sure he had some really great friends. The best there was! Ron and Hermione had always been there for him, and would always be there, he knew that. Even the other students at Hogwarts; Neville, Dean, Seamus, Justin, Hannah, Lavender, Luna, Parvati; they all were great! But even with all of them, Harry still couldn't help but feel alone somewhat. He needed someone to be there, not just as his friend, but more. Harry was positive that any day now Ron and Hermione would become the couple that everyone at Hogwarts, no the entire wizarding world, knew that they were destined to become. Harry was happy for them; they deserved to be happy after everything that they had been through in their lives so far, but then Merlin, so did he! There was one friend that Harry had though; one that he had begun thinking of more and more over the past few days…Ginny. Harry had known Ginny for years now. She was his best mate Ron's, little sister. He had spent holidays and summers with her and her family. She helped in the Order and had been there at the final battle when it all ended. Ginny had put her life on the line more than once. Up until a few days ago, Harry had always thought of her as his own little sister and a true friend. Then things changed. They had gone for a walk to get away from another Ron and Hermione argument. After walking for a while, they had begun to talk and suddenly it seemed Harry had finally noticed that Ginny Weasley was definitely not his little sister. In fact she was so far beyond being the young girl he had met years before, and was a beautiful woman instead. Harry had almost kissed her that night, but Ron and come and interrupted things. Ever since that night, Harry couldn't seem to get her off of his mind. He had been trying to talk to her ever since, but whenever an opportunity presented itself, Harry chickened out and walked away. He could face down and destroy Voldemort, but he couldn't bring himself to face Ginny Weasley. How pathetic was he?
Harry had now made he was down to the front entrance. He knew he couldn't go outside, but maybe he could see about the Great Hall? Slowly Harry pushed open the big door. He should have brought the Marauder's Map. Harry had thought about using it, but then decided that would be cheating. Besides, it might be more fun this time if he actually played by the rules, then again, if he would have had the map, he could have avoided the whole Dean and Lavender incident.
Ginny Weasley was quietly descending the stairs when she spotted the door to the Great Hall close slowly.
"I wonder who's in there?" she whispered to herself.
She crept slowly up to the door and stopped. Crossing her finger she closed her eyes and whispered to herself, "If anyone out there loves me, then Harry Potter will be there!"
Elsewhere in the castle…
Malfoy had made his way back to the Slytherin common room. As he entered the room, he could feel Pansy's steely gaze on him.
"Ignore her," he said to himself.
Draco scanned the room until his eyes fell on the two huddled masses sitting by the fireplace.
"Crabbe! Goyle! Get over here now!" he yelled.
Like two trained dogs, the boys came as if their master was calling them.
"What's up Draco?" Goyle asked.
"Potter and his fellow Griffindor filth are out playing a little game of hide and seek. I want to play."
"You want to play with Potter and his friends?" Crabbe asked confused.
"I don't want to play nicely you idiot!" Malfoy snapped as he knocked Crabbe upside the head. "I want to my own fun. I want Potter and his friends to suffer! I want them humiliated! I want their night of harmless fun to turn into a nightmare."
To everyone's shock, Goyle spoke up. "I don't know Draco. Every time we try to get the better of them, we always end up as a slugs with hexes all over us or something like that. I'd rather just keep my current form."
Draco stepped menacingly closer to his fellow housemate. "I didn't ask you what you wanted now did I?" he hissed. "You will help me, or I will hex you myself. And believe me, I will be much worse then they have been."
"Ohh.. Kay..Dra..co." Goyle stammered.
Meanwhile back in the closet…
Neville had been cramped in the broom closet for a while now. He kept staring at his coin waiting for the yellow glow.
"It has to be close to an hour by now. Five more minutes and I'm coming out!"
He suddenly heard footsteps approaching his hiding place. Neville held his breath as the door to the closet slowly opened.
"Parvati, what are you doing here?"…