Chapter 3
She found herself smiling while lying in a bed. She just studied with Harry. It was fun. And she thought that 'study' and 'fun' are two most uncombinable words in the world. They were talking, laughing, making jokes about Ron and professors. He even bought her favorite sweets. She couldn't stop thinking about it. Almost all girls were a sleep
Hermione rosed up.
„So? How was it?" Hermione asked with curiosity on her face. She had same facial expression like Ron in some situations.
„How was what?" She asked.
„Now you even sound like him." She said, rolling her eyes. „You little date with Harry."
„It was not a date." She defended herself. And then realized something. "Wait a minute… I haven't told you about it."
"You did not have to." She said, resting her head on her hand. "I saw Harry walking towards you today. He was red like a kid from a first year when seven years say 'hi' to him. He was excited the whole time. You were also excited the whole afternoon and you basically ran to the library. And you asked me does your hair look good. I know how to connect two dotes." Hermione is one of her best friends and she is brilliant in every single way. But her brains can be annoying sometimes. You can't keep a secret from her, no matter how hard you try.
"We had fun. He even bought me my favorite candies." She told her.
"That is sweet. Just be careful. Ron is very paranoid since you made that joke."
"Ron is always paranoid." She said. They both laughed.
"True." Hermione said.
She fell a sleep with the sweetest dreams.
She was running to a class. She overslept. Why nobody woke her up? What is the point of having roommates if they don't wake you up in morning?
She saw a curly blond hair. She ran to Luna. Her best friend.
"Where were you?" Luna asked with her high, dreamy voice.
"I overslept. I am going to kill Hermione for not waking me up." She whispered. She was stressed. It was Friday, there is an exam in Monday, she has a practice this afternoon, a deal with Harry and tomorrow they are playing against Slytherin. She still doesn't get why are they playing against them again, since what happened last time. Harry and George had beaten the crap out of Malfoy few months ago after the game. That is why Harry, Fred and George have been banned to play. Angelina was furious.
They haven't really had a tactic for this upcoming game. Except: 'Ron, get yourself together!' and 'We need to kick those Slytherin asses!'
Gryffindors were in a really bad position. Since it was found out about DA, Umbridge is watching over them more than ever. Common room was some sort of oasis in a desert after a long day of trying not to get expelled because of some dumbass rules. That bitch is constantly like: 'Gryffindors this, Gryffindors that…' Sorry if we don't want to be physically abused by a teacher or anybody and if we want to really learn something about Defense Against the Dark Arts. But, McGonagal always has their backs. She is the best professor here.
She could not wait of a school day to end. It meant practice and another meeting with Harry.
She always felt proud when she was wearing her jersey. Number seven and 'Weasley'. She wanted this for years. She was practicing in a broom closet since she was six. This maybe is not her favorite position, but feeling of flying through the air and finally actually playing is kind of dream come true. Next year she is going on tryouts. She wants to get a position of a chaser.
Obviously, Slytherins showed up and were singing that stupid song. There is nobody with less confidence than Ron. He can be good, but there shouldn't be any audience. That is a problem on games when the whole school is here.
Angelina was trying to get them to go away, but when were they listening to anyone?
Ginny was left with no choice. She took out her precious wand.
"Silencio!" she screamed. They lost an ability to talk. She put away her wand and looked at the crew. Most of them were looking victorious, except Angelina. She looked concerned.
"Ginny, if this is permanent, we are…"
"Oh, don't be scared, it will be over after a practice. Now we should get to that practice." She said, already on her broom.
She never saw Ron playing this good. He did not miss a quaffle once. She was so happy she done that. Ron maybe was an ass sometimes, but he was her brother. And she knew that it would be his fault if they lost.
Immediately after practice, she took her jersey of, put on her best jeans and a shirt, brushed her hair and put on a lip gloss she stole from Lavender. God, she hated herself for taking care of these things. She never thought that she will care about her looks because of a boy. But this wasn't any boy. This was Harry.
She brought her backpack, so she can go to a library right after a practice. Sun was already down.
She found Harry on a same spot as yesterday. But she needed to stare at him first. She loved how he looked when he was concentrated on what is he doing. She loved him more when he was smiling and laughing, but also when he was serious. How he runs his fingers through his already messy hair, the look in his eyes, how he bites his lip…
She went towards the desk and dropped the backpack on the desk. She loved scaring him. It was so cute when he was taken out of his thoughts.
"You will always do that, won't you?" he asked as she was sitting down.
"What are we studying today?" she asked.
"Herbology." He answered.
"Neville's obsession." She said and took out her notes.
"You literary wrote 'Neville's obsession' on top?" he said, noticing.
"Yes. Because it is his obsession. I am trying to make things more fun." She explained.
"You always make things fun." He said, looking at her. There was something new in his eyes. There was that spark, but it was also amazement. "How was the practice?"
"It was pretty good. Slytherins showed up and Ron got nervous. I put 'silencio' on them. He did not missed even one." She told him.
"How I never thought of that?" he said, mad at himself. "But you can't do that at the game." He added after thinking.
"Now they know how good Ron actually is. They don't have what to make fun of." She explained.
"Wow, that is great logic." He said. "I wish I thought of that. You are amazing, Ginny." She tried to ignore those words. This wasn't like when he called her gorgeous. He was broken and they were alone at the astronomy tower. Now they had stuff to do.
He brought chocolate bars again. They started eating them when librarian fell a sleep.
"You are the best." She said unwrapping one. He gave her a smile as 'thank you'. She was tired. And chocolate always helps. Golden Remus Rule.
They forgot about time. They stayed after curfew.
"Shit!" Harry whispered looking at the clock. "Pack your things." They packed their stuff into backpacks. He took out the famous Invisibility cloak and Marauder's map. He was probably taking them everywhere. You never know in what situation will you found yourself in.
"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." He whispered. "Lumos! Let's go!"
They went out, as quietly and as fast as possible.
"Okay, Filch is in his office, but his cat is not." He whispered. "Put this on!" He gave her the cloak. She wrapped herself in the silver cloak. In a second, Harry was underneath it too. They were never this close to each other.
They weren't caught. But they were scared that the Fat Lady, wouldn't let them. She did it. They were so grateful.
In front of girl's dorm. Just like a day before.
"Will you come to the game tomorrow?" she asked.
"Of course. I want to see some Slytherin ass getting kicked." She laughed.
"You will. Good night." She said.
"Sweet dreams." He said. She entered a dorm and had those sweet dreams.