A/N: Large italicized parts are from now on flashbacks unless otherwise stated. If there's a large italicized part but it's a thought it'll say 'thought so-and-so'. I'm finished chapter four but it's really short so I'll post chapters four, five and six up all at the same time. I've estimated that they'll all be really short chapters.
Chapter Three: I swear I won't make fun of you
A few nights later I still couldn't fall asleep right away. I'd lay in bed awake at night and toss and turn but no sleep came. I would always let my mind wander, which I hated because I would remember times when I was a gullible little girl, but there was not much else for me to do. Tonight was twice as bad. I remembered the time Harry said he loved me for the first time. It was on the train home and I had just finished my fourth year. I was hanging out with Colin who had gone to take a last look at some kid's magical pet or project or something. I don't quite remember what it was now. All I remember is that I was alone one minute and the next Harry was with me.
"Hey Ginny, uh, do you think I could talk to you?" he asked. I remembered blushing and nodding my head. He sat across from me. He kept looking everywhere else, mostly at the floor, but not at me. Finally he stared into my eyes and said, "Look, I know you like me and over the years I've grown fond of you. Sure you're my best friend's sister but…well, what I'm trying to say is do you wanna go out with me?" My heart stopped. Was he serious? Did he mean it? "Ginny? Ginny? Will you hurry please, I've got to get back before-"
"Yes," I said defiantly, "I will."
He smiled. "Come here," he said holding out his arms. I sat on his lap and he hugged me close. Then he kissed me, just quickly on the lips, but it was still my first real kiss. It wasn't a kiss from my mum or dad, but from a boy.
"I love you," he had said and I smiled so wide that my face hurt.
"I love you too," I replied.
He looked at his watch and said, "I've got to get back but I'll see you later."
Standing up, I let him leave. He said he loved me. No one had ever said they loved me, well except my parents. I sat back down in the chair. He loved me.
Colin returned then.
"Oh man Ginny, you should've came! You should've seen-" I remember the look in his face as he looked at me. "What?"
"He said he loved me," I told him in a quiet voice. I could still feel my face stretched out in a smile.
"Who said?" he asked
"Harry."
Colin's eyes had gone wide. Then he let out a laugh. "Very funny, Gin. You almost had me there."
"I'm not joking," I told him. I couldn't believe he didn't believe me. He was supposed to be my best friend.
He looked at me sternly, "Gin, stop kidding yourself."
"But I'm not!" I stood up and grabbed him by the wrist. "Come on," I drug him out of the compartment and down to the one I knew Harry was in. I could hear laughter from outside the door but as soon as I walked in everything went quiet.
"What do you want, Gin?" my brother asked.
"I'm not here to talk to you!" I said to him.
"Yeah, Ron, don't be so mean," Hermione chirped in frowning at him. Ron slumped down and stayed quiet. I turned and looked at Harry. "Tell Colin what you told me," I said.
"What?" he asked confused.
"Go on tell him."
"What's she babblin' about Harry?" Ron asked but Hermione hushed him with an all knowing smile on her face.
I kept my eyes on Harry. He looked very uncomfortable and wouldn't look at me. I decided to help him out when he continued to stay quiet.
"Go on Harry, tell him how you asked me out. Tell him how you held me and kissed me and told me that you love me."
"WHAT!" Ron yelled jolting up straight. I turned and looked at him. He was beat red and shooting daggers at Harry. Harry was beat red as well, but from embarrassment.
"Harry, you didn't, did you?" Ron asked skeptically as if he thought I dreamed it all, but Harry nodded his head. Sinking back into his seat looking stunned the only reply he could say was, "Well if you hurt her I'll have to hurt you." I smiled at his approval and turned to face Colin. He looked as stunned as Ron was furious.
"Told ya' so," I said triumphantly to him.
Colin's pale blue eyes looked into mine. They seemed sad, as thought I had just hurt him, but I pushed the thought away. "Yeah…yeah I guess so," he replied slowly.
At that time, even though Harry looked embarrassed, I never thought anything of it. Now that I think about it though I wish I had. I turned on my side with tears running down my cheeks and prayed, for what seemed the hundredth time, that I'd get over Harry sooner rather than later.
