Anything but ordinary

Thoughts interrupted

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Tap, tap, tap, sounded across the silent dormitory as Ginny tapped her potions book while she listened to Hermione's "see-dee." Hermione had bewitched a thing called a "see-dee" player her second year at Hogwarts, so that it would work even with all the interfering magic floating around.

She was listening to some girl named Avril Lavigne sing a song called "Anything but ordinary." It hit way to close to home. As she thought about the words,

Is to enough to love?

Is it enough to breathe?

Somebody ripped my heart and

Leave me here to bleed!

Is it enough to die?

Somebody saved my life

I'd rather be anything but ordinary

Please.

'Way to close. How can a weird song strike that close?'

Ginny pondered this as she walked alone to dinner. Her and Harry's mind games were getting to her. Just when she thought that he was going to ask her back out, he would go and repeat those sentiments that she found so disgustingly wrong. The ones that he had said to her at Dumbledore's funeral, about not wanting her to get hurt.

'What a load of-'her thoughts were interrupted as she walked straight into the boy-in-question.

"Whoops! Sorry Harry," she said looking down so he wouldn't see the hurt in her eyes. She straightened her hair and moved around him to get to the doors to the Great Hall.

Harry stood there and watched her slim figure, disappear behind the doors.

Harry had been having second thoughts about his break up with the youngest Weasley. 'It was only to protect her,' he assured himself. That was all. He feelings definitely hadn't changed toward that imp of a-

Smack!

"Earth to Chosen One!" Ron said "just because you are destined to save the world it does not, I repeat, does not, give you the right to stare at my only sister's-" he was interrupted here by a very indignant Hermione.

"Ronald Weasley! How dare you talk about your sister that way! She is a very depressed little girl!" with a quick glance at Harry added, "no offense Harry. We…um…understand why you did what you did."

"I was just telling Harry not to stare at my sister's-"

"Ronald!"

"Would you just let me finish?"

"As long as you promise that it is nothing rude."

"It's not…just slightly crude."

"Ron," Hermione warned.

"I was going to say, badonkadonk."

"A lonk a lonk?"

"A badonkadonk! It's an American muggle phrase! You should know this Hermione!"

"I'm not American! And just because I'm muggle born does not mean that I know everything that there is to know about them!"

"Well you everything about everything else I just assumed that you-"

"Ronald Weasley!" Hermione shouted, throwing her hands up in frustration, proceeded to tell Ron off about his flattering, but rather insensitive remark. In the confusion that followed neither Hermione or Ron noticed Harry leave and walk through the doors the Great Hall to follow his elusive quarry.