Ginny's Choice

Summary: The war is over and Harry comes back for Ginny but she is in love with someone else. Now she has to choose: Micah or Harry?

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

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The Boyfriend

Ginny walked into the Great Hall for her last breakfast at Hogwarts. It was the end of her seventh year. She felt a little sad that she would never sleep in her dormitory again and she would never have her classes. But Ginny tried not to think depressing thoughts like that. She was going to make this a good day, starting with sitting at her favorite spot at the Gryffindor table, but there was already someone there. As she got closer, she realized it was a first year.

"Excuse me," Ginny said, determined not to let anything ruin her day, "Could you move please. This is my spot."

The boy looked at her with a confused expression on his face, like he didn't know how to respond to something like that. Seriously, how hard could it be? Just get up and move. It's not like he had food on the plate or anything.

"Hey Timmy," a voice said behind Ginny. She turned to see her boyfriend, Micah, walking towards them. He was talking to the boy.

"Hi," the boy said, looking away from Ginny.

Micah smiled at Ginny before looking back at Timmy. "This is Ginny Weasley and it's her last year here and this is her favorite spot," he said, "Do you think she could sit here this morning?"

"Sure," the boy got up and walked away towards a group of other first years. Ginny smiled. Micah was great with kids which was just one of the reasons Ginny loved him, although she wasn't a very good kid person herself.

"Thank you," she said, kissing him briefly before sitting down and dishing scrambled eggs and bacon onto her plate. "I'm gonna miss Hogwarts food."

"Me too," Micah agreed. He was in his seventh year with Ginny, but he was a Ravenclaw. "I haven't had any food that comes close to this food."

"You haven't tasted my mom's cooking yet," Ginny told him. "Hers comes in as a very close second."

"I can't wait to meet your family. You talk about them enough."

Ginny smiled. He was coming home with her for a month to meet her family and then she was going to his place to meet his. She was very excited about it.

"I heard," Micah said, "That your brothers are over protective of you. They're not gonna beat me up or anything are they?"

"They will," Ginny told him, "But don't worry, not that badly. And I'll still love you."

Micah laughed. "Thanks, I think."

When they finished eating, Ginny and Micah walked out to the lake.

"Why don't we go sit by that tree?" Micah asked, pointing to the big, popular tree by the lake.

Ginny looked over at it. Ever since Harry, Ron, and Hermione had gone off to fight the final war with You-Know-Who, she hadn't been able to hang out at that tree. There were too many good memories with her brother and his friends. Especially Harry. It always scared her, the fact that she didn't know if she would ever see them again and Ginny didn't like being scared. The tree always reminded her of that fear, even thought the war was now over. That was one of the reasons she couldn't wait to get back home. She wanted to see the three people who had made such a big difference in her life.

"No," Ginny said, shaking her head. "Let's just walk around the lake."

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"Ready?" Ginny asked Micah as the Hogwarts Express rolled to a stop. He nodded, looking nervous. Ginny picked up her trunk and dragged it off the train, Micah following behind her.

She looked around for a sign of the Weasley hair. Finally she saw someone with red hair in the distance. "This way," she said, starting towards her family. When she caught up with them, she stopped dead. "Ron."

He turned around and smiled at Ginny. Ginny had never been much of a hugging kind of person, but she did love her brother and she had missed him terribly. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tight. "I thought you would be with Harry and Hermione."

"I am," he said. He stood aside so Ginny could see them. There they were. She stepped closer to them. Ginny smiled as she looked at them. She found herself looking at Harry a little longer than was probably necessary.

"Hi," Hermione said, smiling almost as big as Ginny "How are you doing?"

"Good actually," Ginny replied. Since they had left, she hadn't been happy very much. Ginny had wanted to go with them but Harry wouldn't let her. She looked at Harry, the boy she had had a crush on forever. He opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted.

"Who are you?" Ginny heard Ron ask. She turned to see him standing with Micah.

"Oh," Ginny said, "Ron, this is my boyfriend, Micah." She avoided looking at Harry as she said this. She knew that she would feel awkward if she met Harry's new girlfriend. Did he even have a girlfriend?

STOP IT! Ginny yelled at herself. She was over Harry. She was with Micah now. That wasn't going to change, because Harry had dumped her, not the other way around so what were the chances of him wanting to get back to together? Very slim, she told herself.

"Well," Harry said, "We better get back to the Burrow. Mrs. Weasley will be wanted to see you Ginny." He walked over to Ginny's trunk that she had dropped and started dragging it toward the car.

Ginny wanted to insist that she could get the trunk herself but decided she better stay with Micah. Falling into step with him behind everyone else, she said, "I know things kind of seem weird right now, but don't worry. Once we get home everything will get better."

Micah nodded but didn't seem very reassured. Ginny wasn't sure how much of that she believed herself. How long was Harry going to be staying with them? Would it be awkward the entire time? Ginny hoped not.

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(Harry's POV)

Harry, Ron and Hermione got to the car first. Ginny and Micah where a pretty good distance behind them.

"I'll sit in back," Harry said.

"Ginny and Micah aren't sitting in front," Hermione told him.

"I never said they would," Harry replied, "I'll sit in back with them and you and Ron can sit in front."

"I like that idea," Ron said who probably wanted to keep an eye on Ginny and Micah as much as Harry did. The problem was Ron was the only one allowed to drive the car because it was a family car. Something Harry didn't understand, seeing as Hermione was the most responsible one of the three. It must be a Weasley thing.

Hermione shook her head, "No, you're not embarrising her." She told Harry.

Harry protested, "I never said I-"

"I'm sitting in the back," Hermione said in a voice that clearly settled the matter.

Harry grumbled and put Ginny's trunk in the trunk of the car and got into the front seat. He watched in the side view mirror as Ginny and Micah walked up to the car. Micah put his trunk in the back and closed it. When the two had settled into the backseat(Hermione on the left, Ginny in the middle and Micah on the right) Ron looked back at Ginny and held out his hand.

"What?" Ginny asked.

"The keys," Ron said.

"Why would we have the keys?"

"Because I had set them in the back when I opened it."

Ginny and Micah looked at each other. Micah had an apologetic look on his face.

"You closed it without getting the keys first, didn't you?" Harry asked, turning to look at Micah. He didn't bother to keep the coldness out of his voice. He saw Hermione give him a look out of the corner of his eye but ignored her.

"S-sorry," Micah said, "I didn't know."

"It's alright Micah," Hermione said, "Its Ron's fault for leaving the keys in the trunk. I'll get them."

They all sat in silence as Hermione used the familiar Alohamora spell to open the back and get the keys. Harry stared out the windshield as Muggles walked past towards the trains. He hated that Ginny had a boyfriend. He told himself not to get his hopes up. She wouldn't want him back now. He had hoped and Hermione had told him there was a good chance, but that chance had been squashed by Micah. What kind of name was that anyway?

Harry slouched in his seat. There was a small reflection in the windshield. It was Ginny holding Micah's hand. He closed his eyes to block out the image.

"Here you go Ron," Hermione said as she got into the car. She handed to keys to Ron and Harry heard the familiar click of a seatbelt.

There was tons of traffic on the road. They didn't have air conditioner in the car. They got cooled down when they were able to go fast down a road but now that they were just sitting there, moving a few inches every once and a while, it was getting really hot. It was so hot that Harry's glasses kept getting fogged up. He didn't know about the others, but he was dying of thirst and he had a pounding headache. It didn't help that someone kept honking their horn. Harry wanted to get out and stupefy them.

"Too bad this car doesn't fly, huh?" Ginny said from the backseat.

"A flying car," Micah said, "I'd like to see that."

A picture of a Ford Angelina stuck in the Whomping Willow with Micah in the car entered Harry's mind.

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A/n So, tell me what you think. If it seems slow, that will change. Please review. Thanks for reading.