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"GINNY! WAKE UP!" Hermione yelled happily. Ginny groaned and threw a pillow over her head.
"Hermione the sun isn't even awake yet!" Ginny moaned.
"Yes but you need to go see Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione said happily. Ginny groaned at her friend's early morning happiness this early in the morning.
"I'm up." Ginny said as she slowly climbed out of her nice warm bed.
"Good, now get dressed, you will be leaving in about thirty minutes." Hermione said before she exited the room.
"Stupid perky person." Ginny mumbled, as she got dressed into a white tank top and black cargo pants. Ginny finished getting dressed, and applying her makeup, she then headed down the stairs to the kitchen.
"Good morning Ginny." Mrs. Weasley said as she sat a place for Ginny at the table.
"Morning Mum." Ginny said as she dug into her eggs.
"You need to floo to Professor Dumbledore's office." Molly said as she continued to cook.
"I think that I should go now Mum." Ginny said as she stood up and walked towards the fireplace.
"Bye dear." Molly said over her shoulder. Ginny stepped into the fire and called out 'Hogwarts Headmasters Office!' as the green flames flared to life.
"Ah Miss Weasley, how good to see you." Dumbledore said as Ginny walked out of the fireplace. She wiped off the dust and ash from her clothing as she sat at a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk.
"What did you need to see me about Professor?" Ginny asked as she crossed her legs.
"Well, I had been looking at grades a few days ago, and I saw that you are the top of your class." He said as he looked at Ginny.
"That is true Professor." Ginny said as she tilted her head to the side questioningly.
"Well I think that since the sixth year is mostly review, I had been thinking that you may want to be bumped up the seventh year." He said as his eyes twinkled happily.
"But I'm only sixteen." Ginny said to him.
"Yes, but you know more than that of the sixth years, and you may even know more than most of the seventh years." He said to her.
"Are you sure I am ready?" Ginny asked him.
"I am as sure as any man can be." He said happily.
"Well if you think that I am ready. I guess that I will be a seventh year." Ginny said as she looked as if she was in a daze that could never be broken.
"That is a good answer Miss Weasley. I will be seeing you at the welcoming feast. And I am sure that your mother will want to throw a party in your honor, so go and tell her." He said.
"I sure hope not. Thank you Professor." Ginny said as she stepped back into the fire.
As Ginny exited the fire into her kitchen, she thought about what Dumbledore had said to her at the meeting.
I wonder why he looked at my grades. I never thought that the teachers did that. Why did he move me to the seventh year? I know a lot, that's true, but is it enough? The only problem is that when I tell Mum, she is going to have a heart attack. Better get it over with. She thought as she walked up to her mother.
"How was the meeting dear?" Molly asked over her shoulder.
"Well, Professor Dumbledore asked me to become a seventh year." Ginny said quietly.
"He what!" Molly yelled.
"He asked me to become a seventh year." Ginny said timidly.
"Oh my BABY!" Molly yelled.
"Mum, calm down." Ginny said to her mother.
"I have to plan a party! And I have to tell your father! He will be so proud of you!" Molly yelled at the top of her lungs.
"Mum, don't plan a party, just tell dad and that is all I want." Ginny said to her mother reassuringly.
"But we must celebrate." Molly said as she tapped her foot impatiently.
"Mum, it is my news and my choice, and I don't want a party, I just want for you and dad to be proud of me. That is all." Ginny reasoned.
"Well if that is really what you want…" Molly said, as she looked doubtful.
"It is." Ginny said with a small smile.
"Well then so be it. Go tell your brother." Molly said as she turned back to her cooking.
"Hermione can I talk to you?" Harry asked.
"Sure." Hermione said as she put the book she had been reading down. She turned her attention to Harry, who had sat on the bed across from her.
"Well I have this problem." Harry began.
"Is it a girl problem?" Hermione questioned. Harry nodded his head.
"I really like her, and she once had a crush on me, but I don't know if she likes me anymore. Not to mention she is my friend's sister." Harry said as he put his head in his hands, defeated.
"Let me take a wild guess, Ginny." Hermione said with a smile.
"Yeah." Harry said, his voice was muffled from the hands that covered his face. Hermione smiled at him.
"I can tell you that Ginny likes you, and that Ron can be an idiot, but if you sit him down and calmly tell him that you like Ginny, he should be okay with this." Hermione said to him.
"But how do you know that she still likes me?" Harry asked as he lifted his head form his hands.
"You both give each other this look of love when you each see each other. I am surprised that it took you thins long to figure it out though Harry." Hermione said to him softly.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked, his emerald eyes sparkling.
"She has always been there Harry. Why did you just notice her now?" She asked him.
"I always noticed her. It's just that she became more than just Ron's little sister when she started to talk to me. I had thought of her as shy and quiet, but as I got to know her, she seemed so different, and mysterious. I just hope I'm not too late." Harry said with a sigh.
"I think that you need to tell her, she has a right to know." Hermione reasoned with him.
"I know, I am just so worried that she will say that she only likes me as another brother." Harry reasoned.
"Trust me. She likes you Harry. You just need to tell her about your feelings before it really is too late." She told him.
"I guess I will then. Thanks Hermione. You should do the same." Harry said as he walked out of the room, leaving Hermione with her mouth hanging open.
"Hermione! Guess what!" Ginny said as she walked into her bedroom.
"What?" Hermione asked.
"Professor Dumbledore put me into the seventh year!" Ginny practically yelled.
"That's wonderful Gin!" Hermione yelled. The two girls then started to scream and jump up and down.
"What are you two yelling about?" Ron asked as he and Harry stood in the doorway.
"I am going to be a seventh year!" Ginny yelled.
"How? What? How?" Ron asked.
"I don't really know, but I am so happy about it." Ginny said as she smiled at him.
A/N: Hey guys. Another chappy! YAY! I have been having a battle in my head. Should I make it so that Sirius never died? I need help! Please review! And I hope you like this chapter!
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