Anything but ordinary

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Having lost Ginny in the sea of people coming out the Great Hall after dinner, and as a result of her determination to avoid him, Harry went to bed slightly put out. However, Harry's search for Ginny the next morning was short for he knew her schedule by heart, but at this moment he couldn't remember anything because he was so concentrated on fixing a relationship that never should have been placed on hold. He ran around the corner just in time to see her before she made it into her next class, transfiguration. She was talking to Cormac McLaggan, or rather listening to McLaggen while he made a fool of himself, by acting like she was at all interested in what he had to say.

"So what so you say? Do you want to go to Hogsmeade with me?" he asked pompously. "I heard you broke up with Potter so I thought I'd have a go with you. I know you have some pretty high standards, but I'm fairly sure I'm overly qualified," McLaggan said as he leaned against the wall with one arm, blocking any attempt that Ginny might have made to get away from him.

"Well, I….I….uh," Ginny muttered something about being flattered, while messing with her hair. At this point all conversation stopped as Harry walked up to the awkward couple.

"May I have a word with Ginny," casting an annoyed glance at McLaggen added, "Alone?"

"We're talking here Potter," McLaggen glaring at the boy-who-wont-take-a-hint.

Desperate to get away from boy-who-also-wont-take-a-hint said pointedly, "You're talking and I'm pretending to listen. A clue for you should have been the fact that I haven't given you a straight answer yet, and if I really wanted to go out with you I would have already said yes. But you wouldn't know that because you're to busy being a pompous jerk to notice. You leave, and I'll talk to Harry. Now!"

"And here I thought that we could have a decent conversation together, but I guess I was wrong!"

"Geeze McLaggen was that hard to say? You wrong? Never! Now leave before I lose my temper!"

"What could you possibly do to me Potter? Give me a scar shaped like a cloud?"

"If you knew anything about how I got my scar you wouldn't joke about getting a scar like mine. You're an ignorant a-"

"Harry watch your language! Let's just leave him to talk the mirror that I know he carries around in his pocket," Ginny said, roughly grabbing his hand and pulling him away from the angry McLaggen.

"What did you want to tell me?" Ginny asked once they were finally out of ear shot of McLaggen.

Harry, who was more paying attention to the fact that she hadn't let go of his hand yet, simply opened and closed his mouth a couple of times before anything audible came out of his mouth.

"If you were just trying to get me away from McLaggen because you don't want me going out with him, while your efforts are appreciated, I'm quite capable of saying no to people. But unless you have something worthwhile for me to hear, I'm going to be late for Transfiguration," Ginny said as she started to turn away though, Harry tightened his grip on her hand, making her realize that they hadn't let their go of each other's hands yet.

"No, don't go I do have something to tell you."

"I'm listening, go on," she murmured looking down at their intertwined hands.

"I wanted to tell you that I was wrong. I shouldn't have let you go. It's the biggest mistake of my life, minus not asking you before my third year. Well actually it's probably when I realized that I liked you as more than a friend, and I didn't say anything, and well what I'm trying to say I guess is that-"

Before Harry could finish his babbling, Ginny swiftly cut him off with a kiss on the lips. Taken by surprise it took Harry a full half a second to respond to the kiss, slipping his hands around her slender waist. Three minutes or so later, when they finally came up for air, they saw Ron and Hermione standing there. Or rather, Hermione holding Ron back from breaking the reunited couple up.

The happy couple, simply smiled before reluctantly parting to go to their respective classes.

A/N: if this seems too cheesy just wait. It won't be a formula romance, our conscience would never allow that to happen. - Intelligent suggestions welcome!