Ginny was watching Harry and Ron play Exploding Snap when I entered the common room.

"So, how'd it go?" she asked brightly as Ron's eyebrows got singed, again.

"I told him to just stop because we both know this is all just a game to him," I reported.

Harry and Ron laughed.

"Good of you to tell him, Hermione," Ron said cheerily.

What I didn't expect was for Ginny to glare at me.

"Come with me," she hissed, pulling me up to her dormitory and locking the door.

"You- you mental witch!" She cried.

"What? It's a game to him," I retorted.

"No it's not! This guy is obviously pining after you, he loves you and this is what you do? Tell him to leave you alone!"

"It's not like I was the only one to do that," I mutter.

"I didn't tell Colin to! He's avoiding me of his own accord!"

"But you didn't show up last night, that's even worse than me telling him to stop!"

"You know what, you are going to regret what you're doing. One day," she said, pacing the room with her hands on her hips.

I made a 'tch' sound. I wanted to tell her what he almost did to me, but I just couldn't.

"What? You don't believe me? At least I know how I feel- you on the other hand don't. What is so wrong with giving him a chance?"

"We're opposites and he's a player. He'll be cheating on me the whole time we'd be together, then dump me by saying it was all a dare after getting into my knickers," I said.

"Do you really believe that?" she asked me quietly.

"Yes. He said his life is in shambles- how fake can that get?" I said defiantly.

Ginny made a frustrated sound, and raked her hand through her hair, messing it up.

"He said his life is in shambles? What else do you think that means? That means he's pining over you, that you are what he thinks of the whole time! That means he doesn't care about anyone or anything else except you! And the fact that you aren't at least appreciating what he's doing is hurting him!"

I shook my head.

"How would you know all that? Did you interview him?" I ask sarcastically.

"You will regret doing this, Hermione. One day you'll wonder what it'd be like to hug him, hold him, and love him. And when that time comes you'll be hurting because he'd fallen in love with someone else."

I shook my head again and started to walk out the dormitory.

"Mark my words Hermione!"

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I was walking around the halls aimlessly the week before Christmas, wondering when my life had gone to the dogs. Why does he pester me so? It's not like I'm pretty, I mused. I'm just a plain bookworm, best friend to Harry James Potter and Ronald Bilius Weasley.

I stopped at the Astronomy Tower, reveling at the sight. Tiny white snowflakes were falling against the inky black sky, which was dotted by millions upon millions of stars. The Forbidden Forest below was covered in snow, the tops of the trees looking like just a pinch was sprinkled on them. The lake had turned to ice, with a few couples ice-skating and laughing. Hagrid's cabin looked like a gingerbread house. The view was so beautiful, I wanted nothing but to watch the view for as long as I could.

I sat down on the cold stone floor and wrapped my cloak about me, continuing my train of thought from a while ago.

Maybe it's just a dare.

Do you believe so?

Yes I do.

I pity you then, you poor girl.

Why?

Well, you didn't consider the fact that maybe he could really like you.

I seriously doubt that. What would he want from me other than to be the object of a cruel joke?

I dunno. Let's see. Maybe he could have changed?

Even so, I'm not pretty.

I guess so.

See? You agreed with me.

There's more to love than looks- don't think that appearances are the only thing to consider.

But-

My musings were interrupted by a certain boy, of whom I will not give the privilege of mentioning his name, walking in.

"Why do you stalk me so?" I said, standing up. I didn't want to be caught off-guard.

"Why do you not like me so?" He countered smoothly.

I rubbed my forehead in frustration. "Why can't you just-"

The few seconds of distraction served to his advantage.

I held my hand to my cheek, looking stunned.

"You kissed me!" I exclaimed in bewilderment.

"Merry Christmas love!" He said, grinning cheekily. He ran out just as I started to chase him.

"AAAARRRGGGHHH! I swear, once I see you I'll hurl every object possible at you!" I screamed after him.

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Hi everyone:P I know the last chapter was crazy.. please please bear with me:D

To my reviewers who read and review no matter how crazy the story is getting..

Un Petit Diable: Yeah, tell me about itXD In some weird way it reminds me of the guy in American Beauty- when he wrote the girl's name in fire.. wahahaXD

Padfoot's Sidekick: No, she didn't really forgive him- she was flattened- er, flattered by the gesture but that doesn't make her forgive or like him:P

Queen of Serpents: Haha, at first I thought the scene was lame, but even I cringed when it was done and I was reading it over. Glad that's over though, whew:P

Some more conflict in the next chapter people..:P Beware.. BEWARE!

Wahaha- too much Ed Wood:P

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