Okay, I just want to say sorry for not being very active past week. I had a lot of things to do and I ran out of the inspiration. I am now back. Thank you for reading this, it means a lot to me. Enjoy the chapter! Love ya!

Chapter 11

She and Ron were never getting along, but this was probably their worst fight ever. It would probably get very ugly if Fred and George haven't showed up.
"Ron, stop being a brat!" Fred said. When you grew up with them, you realize the differences between them.
"She is the one acting like an ungrateful brat!" he said.
"I am not ungrateful!" she screamed. "I appreciate everything you do for me, but you need to realize that I can take care of myself and that you don't have control over me!"
"As much as we are all not okay with this, Ginny is growing up. And she is just a year younger than you, Ron, so you should really shut up!" George said. She never saw the twins acting so rational.
"Year is a lot in some circumstances." Ron said.
"You know what a 'circumstance' means?" Ginny asked. It was a wrong thing to say. She was just putting more to the fire.
"You should really learn to respect people." Ron said.
"Just because I act this way to you doesn't mean I am acting like this to everybody." She said.
"You go, sis." Fred said.
"And you should really stop underestimating me." She continued. "I fought with you in the Ministry. I was cursed when I was eleven. I am better in magic and quidditich than you. Being older does not make you better than me." He was stunned for a few moments.
"We should get ready for school." He said and went back to the dorm.
She was holding it the entire day. She just wanted to scream. All of those things she said… She wanted to say them for years. For some reason it still hurt to say them out loud.
During the charms class she looked at her paper. It had a new note on it. 'Do you want to talk about it?' First thought that she had was 'No, I shouldn't involve Harry in this.' Moment after that, she thought 'I just want to see him.'
She wrote: 'Meet me at the astronomy tower after classes.'
Three hours later she was sitting at the astronomy tower. She was looking at the sky. It was windy and sunny. Perfect quidditch weather.
"Ginny?" she heard Harry's voice and turned her head to him. "Are you okay?"
"I don't know." She said. "Sit." He listened to her. He sat down beside her and put his hand on hers.
"I said so many things that I wanted to say to him for years." She started. "For them, I will forever be this little, confused girl that always needs their help. They all have this wrong picture about me. They always underestimate me. I hate it." She felt tears running down her checks.
"I am not going to try to understand because I don't." he said. She appreciated that. She appreciated him coming to see if she is okay.
"I know that they love and that they want to protect me, but I always felt the pressure." She continued. "I just want to be something different in their eyes expect for this little, clueless girl."
"I guess I understand that part." He said.
"What do you mean?"
"Since I found out who I am, for everyone I was this hero. The boy who lived. The savior of the Wizarding World." He said. "I just wanted to find somebody that doesn't only see that in me. And I did. Believe, they will let you go. But it is just hard for them now."
"I am so sorry that I got you involved in our stupid fights." She said.
"If that makes me a Weasley then I am happy." He said. "As much as I always felt like this unnecessary wheel."
"Oh, Harry." She said, shaking her head. "You don't need to have red hair to be one of us. We accepted you the day we met you. Actually, we accepted you when my mom made you a Christmas sweater. Since then, you are a Weasley." He had tears in his eyes.
"Okay, I think that I should be your distraction." He said after a few moments of silence. "And I have an idea. Let's have a party this Friday!"
"A party?" she repeated.
"Yes, a party. I guess that all of this drama will cool down by the weekend. We will invite all of our friends. Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, Dean, Seamus, Fred, George… It will be little and it will be fun." He explained.
"I don't know…" she said skeptically.
"I will buy us sweets." He said
"Let's get this party started!" she said. They both laughed.
"And they say that girls are complicated." He remarked.
"Some of them are." She said. "But I am not of those."
"Sorry, Special Girl." He said and she chuckled. "I think we should go back. And I also think that Ron cooled off. Hermione gave him a long mom-talk. I think that Ms. Weasley took over her body for that hour."
"Let's go back." She said. "I actually really like the idea of the party. You will organize it?"
"Yes. With a little bit of Hermione's help. I think that we all need it. We are all stressed because of the upcoming exams." He said.
"Wait a second…" she said. "You can think?"
"I am not going to be insulted by that. I am just going to say that that means that you feel better."
"That is a lot of 'thats' in one sentence." She noticed. He kissed her quickly. She kind of already forgot that they are actually dating. It was unbelievable. Like a dream come true.
"I still can't believe that you are my boyfriend." She said. "Dreams do come true."
"Yes." He agreed. "But there is one thing that people forget about. Nightmares are also dreams." That was probably the most honest sentence she ever heard.