A/N: Alright, so it takes about forever to upload, and I'm really, really sorry about that. My original plan was to upload this chapter tomorrow when I would have some better time to re-read the chapter and edit every mistake I made writing this. Well, ended up just reading through it in like 30 minutes, so I just hope I managed to get the worst of my mistakes fixed. If there is still any left, please don't mind them. I just thought you should get one more chapter before I left for my holiday, I'll be back next week, and I will do my very best to upload a few chapters when I get back.

Well, now I just want to answer a question I received the other day, someone (sorry I can't remember who you were right now) asked me if Harry would show up at some point, and the answer is yes. Unfortunately I really don't like the character, so I made him a big time asshole. And I will also include other known characters, Ron will eventually come back for a visit, and so will a few other characters do as well, like McGonagall, Neville, Luna, Draco and a few others :)

Anyways, I'm off in like two hours, and I haven't even began to pack my stuff yet, and I'm about to get a slight panic attack right now, so please enjoy the chapter and leave me some love :)

-FreshInc

I apparated to George's apartment to give him a taste of Hermione's homemade pizza. I prayed for him to still be asleep, he would be too happy to see me if he weren't. Footsteps. I groaned. Just my luck, he was still awake.

"Hey, George",

I greeted, knowing there was no way in hell I would go unnoticed. Wrong. George hadn't heard me arrive, and came running with his wand raised,

"Christ, Ginny. You scared me. I didn't hear you arrive".

Fuck me.

"I was just dropping by with done food I think you should try. It's a muggle dish called pizza. It's delicious",

He accepted the food I gave him and put it at a plate as I shoved the rest of it in my pocket.

"Care for some tea?"

He walked to the kitchen and gestured for me to follow, I stayed put,

"No thank you. I have to get going. I was just leaving the food for you", he came rushing back and grabbed my arm as he dragged me along to the kitchen,"

Sorry sis, it wasn't really a question",

I groaned, this wasn't heading anywhere I wanted to go,

"Fine, ten minutes, and then I'm off. I have a game tomorrow, remember?"

He nodded eagerly and pushed me into a chair. Seconds later a cup of tea was in front of me, and George was seated in the chair at the opposite side of the table,

"No lies, what happened tonight? Are you finally getting together?"

I sighed. What was the point of lying? He would know soon enough already, stupid George, too observant for his own good. Alright, a little white lie wouldn't hurt him,

"Nothing happened, we ate, talked, ate and talked some more. We aren't heading for a relationship or anything yet, at this point I'm just trying to gain her trust again",

He raised an eyebrow and I took a dip of the tea as he spoke,

"Right, right. Is she a good kisser, then?"

I choked on my tea. How the bloody hell did he know? I coughed and tried to catch my breath. My voice was still a little hoarse when I managed to speak again,

"Bloody hell, George! First of all, it's none of your bloody business, and second of all, we didn't kiss"

He raised an eyebrow. Fuck! He didn't believe me.

"Right. Sis, you're too easy to read. It's written all over you. Besides, you have a hickey on your neck",

He smiled satisfied at himself. Shit. Stupid Hermione and her teasing. I moved my hand to the left side of my neck where I knew the hickey was,

"Screw you, George. It's nothing between me and Hermione at this point"

Great, he didn't believe this either. The worst part, was that this was actually the truth,

"Whatever you say, sis. Just remember that you sent me off to save her the most. I know how she feels about you, probably even better than she knows herself. But be careful with her, she's still broken and afraid you will tell her off again",

I nodded as he stood up. I knew he was right, she was too easy to break yet. Fuck. I really had screwed her up. I just had to pray it wasn't beyond repair. I stood up, and spoke,

"I should leave now. It's late and I need to get up early".

I didn't wait for him to say anything else, I just turned on the spot and appeared in my room a moment later. I went straight to bed, hoping mum didn't hear my footsteps as I crossed the floor. I really didn't feel like talking to anyone else right now. I stared into the darkness for a while before I drifted off to sleep, thinking about everything that had happened that day. Especially the kisses. There was hope.

I woke the next morning and went straight in to a panic attack. It was 8:00. I should have been at the pitch 30 minutes ago. I wrote mum a quick note and transformed it to a bird before I sent it downstairs. I then quickly put on a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt and turned on the spot. I apparated on the changing room where all of the team was still present. They all jumped as I arrived and simultaneously began to speak,

"Where have you been?",
"Why are you late",
"We were so worried".

Alright, for the first time since I began to play quidditch, I was late for a game, I had always been early for every game and every practice, no exceptions.

"Sorry, overslept. Got a little later in last night than I planned to. But that doesn't matter, Gloria, go get my broom from the shed while I change, will you? The rest of you, go outside and fly some rounds and warm up".

They all nodded and headed out of the changing room. I quickly got changed and waited for Gloria to get back. I knew that she would ask questions, and preferred to do it in private and just get it over with. She returned a few moments later with my broom,

"Was it Hermione that kept you up late?",

She asked bluntly. Straight to the point. Good, maybe this would be less painful then,

"No, it was George".

It wasn't exactly a lie, just a little twist to the truth. She didn't have to know that I had only been at George's place for 15 minutes or so. No, I wasn't that lucky,

"Liar, I know you spent the day with her and that hickey on your neck proves you stayed late. Got any?"

I sighed. I guess I would just have to tell her the truth and get it done,

"Yes, I stayed there later than I meant to, yes she gave me that hickey, but it isn't proof of anything and no, I didn't 'get any'. We're not there. But I did indeed go see George afterwards. He also asked questions like you. You should hook up, would be a perfect match, or something",

I scowled at her. This was meant as an insult, but clearly she thought otherwise,

"Really? I always thought he was rather handsome. Could you get me a date with him?"

I glared at her. This just wasn't going to be my day, that's for sure. I didn't even answer her, just waved my hand as a signal for her to get out.

Well alone I laid my head in my hands and sighed loudly,

"What's the matter, Ginny? Did Gloria say something? She looked rather satisfied when she walked out of here".

Christ. Was it really that hard to leave me alone with my business? Well, at least it was Grace this time, she knew when to shut up,

"It's about last night, isn't it?"

I just nodded, hoping she would go away,

"Alright. Let me know if you want to talk about it. I'm always here, you know",

I nodded and stood up,

"Thanks, Grace. It's not really a big deal, though, just a little confusing and stuff".

She just nodded, but didn't say anything else. I was so grateful to have her here. Why hadn't I asked her to get my broom instead of Gloria?

We headed out to the pitch where the rest of the team was in the air already. I watched them all fly, and then I suddenly decided to do something drastic, something very stupid and idiotic.

"Team! Everybody down here. Right now!"

I bellowed. I didn't even think I could shout that loud. The team landed at the ground and gathered around me,

"I want to do something different in today's game. We have all practiced everything and everybody knows all the moves. I want to make a few changes, just to try it. I know you are probably thinking this is stupid and all, but I just have a gut feeling I should do it. And since I'm lucky enough to be the captain, neither one of you have any saying in this. Not even you, Gina",

I looked at her as she was about to protest. My glare silenced her and I continued my speech,

"I know we haven't discussed this, but I decided this just two minutes ago. Gina, you will play as usual, Gloria and Grace, sorry, you will start at the bench. Greta and Gemma will play instead. Gloria, you're out, Gray, you play instead. Gwen and Gretchen, you play beaters today instead of Georgia and George. Glynn, you play instead of me. Gina, after one hour you switch with Ginn, and if the game continues longer than that, we'll take it from there. Everybody back in the air, you have 15 minutes until I want you back in the changing room".

They all looked a little surprised at everything, and honestly, so was I. I went straight back to the changing room to prepare the new team set up, who was changing with who and so on. 15 minutes later the team came stumbling into the room and sat down on the benches around the room. I stood up and glanced around the room before I began my speech,

"Today's game is important to us, this game will along with the game against the cannons in December decide if we will play in the finals and the championship after new year. And because this is such an important game, you probably wonder why I changed pretty much the whole team",

They all nodded,

"Well, I won't answer you why. I just felt like it was the right thing. But it shouldn't matter. We are all equally good, so this should be piece of cake. I doubt I will play today, I will avoid it for as long as possible. This move will take them by surprise, and that should be an advantage to us, just use it right. Now, we are the best team in history, and there is no need to telling you this over and over again",

I was silent for a second, listening to the cheering of the audience who had arrived at some point during the last few minutes,

"I think it's time for us to get out there and kick some arse".

The team raised their fists and cheered. We would win this game easily. I quickly jumped my broom and flew up to the commentator box with the new starter team. As I came back down to the team, I heard his voice roar all over the stadium,

"Hello and welcome to today's game. Today we have two great teams playing for a chance to play in the finals and the championship next year, please welcome Puddlemere United. The seeker of today is Johnny Krestoc, and Oliver Wood is playing keeper. He has announced that this will be his last season, and we are sad to let him go. Chasers are Peter Semp, Gregory Haspot, and William Westings, beaters are Frank Jenson and Troy Dalton",

About half of the crowd was cheering the team as he said their names, but he didn't pause before he continued,

"As for the Holyhead harpies, captain Weasly has chosen a very different team setup for this match. Watching the goals today is the only one from the main team, Gina Parks, the chasers are Gemma Hasten, Greta Krutz and Gray Herald, the beaters are played by Gwen Grengs and Gretchen Wrench, today's seeker is Glynn Jones. It will be exciting to see if this was a smart move from Weasly, or if she just posted them their place in the finals. Let the game begin".

The commentator did his job and commented on every little detail in the game, but I didn't pay much attention to what he said. I only focused on every move my team made, making sure they played like they should, and looking for signs that either one of then had to be replaced. 30 minutes in to the game, the team scored again

"Krutz scores! The harpies are now ahead, 70 to nothing. What a great game. Weasly obviously did the right thing with changing the starting team today".

So far so good, of only Glynn would catch the snitch soon, then I could get on with my business and even find the time to drop by Hermione. For the first time in my life, I felt the game couldn't be over soon enough.

15 minutes later, we were up 110 to 20. I suspect the only reason they scored was because Gina felt sorry for them. It was easy scorings, and she was one hell of a keeper. I smiled to myself and made a mental note to ask her about it after the game. I was deep in thoughts about this when the commentators voice suddenly became excited,

"Was that the snitch? It must have been, both Krestoc and Jones are racing straight upwards, who will catch it? Where did it go? Both seekers are slowing down and scenes to be disappointed. Oh look at that, Jones is diving like she has a dragon chasing her. Krestoc is a little slow and falls behind. Will Jones catch the snitch once again? YES SHE DID. JONES CAUGHT THE SNITCH. THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES WINS AGAIN, 260 TO 20. WHAT A VICTORY. THEY ARE NOW MORE OR LESS GUARANTEED A PLACE IN THE FINALS. THEY ONLY HAVE TO WIN WITH MORE THAN 40 POINTS AGAINST THE CHUDLEY CANNONS THE FOURTH OF DECEMBER, AND THEY WILL PLAY IN THE FINALS JANUARY 15th. CONGRATULATIONS!"

I ran down to the pitch with the rest of the team close behind. I ran straight to Gina and lifted her up. I was sure I could have kissed her, right there and then. The only thing stopping me, was Hermione. Wait, Hermione? She wasn't supposed to be there, was she? She said she was going to listen to the game at her radio, didn't she? But yet, she stood there by the entrance of out changing room. Had I taken a hit by a bludger on the loose or something? I turned to Grace and pointed towards Hermione,

"Am I imagining things, or is there really someone over there?"

She looked to the direction I was pointing and nodded,

"Someone's there. It's her, isn't it?"

I just nodded, unable to speak a word,

"Want me to distract the team so you can get her out of here?",

I just nodded again and mouthed a thank you to her. She waved me off and I ran towards Hermione as fast as I possibly could. I didn't stop to greet her, just dragged her along until we were out of sight. She gave me a confused look as I tried to catch my breath. After a few minutes I was finally able to speak again,

"Sorry about that, just wanted to get you out of sight before anyone else saw you",

She looked hurt. I replayed the words in my head before I understood what I had said. Shit!

"Shoot! I'm sorry Hermione, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that you don't want to meet the team yet. They will only be inviting themselves to mums imaginary wedding. I swear I didn't mean it the way it sounded at first".

I was panicking. Please don't say I ruined everything just now. Please. She nodded.

"I guess you're right. But what about that girl you talked to? I know she saw me",

I tried to think back a few moments ago. Seems like everything had been wiped off my mind. Oh, right. Grace.

"Oh, that was Grace. Don't worry, she's alright. She's probably the only one on the team besides me that understands the idea of privacy. But they don't matter. What are you doing here? How did you know where to go? How did you get here? When? Why?"

The questions just fell out of me, and something about it was apparently very funny, because she laughed,

"George stopped by my place this morning. About 30 minutes before the game began. He told me he got my address from Mr Weasly and came to ask me if I wanted to come with him to watch the game. I said no at first, then he spent 20 minutes convincing me to come. At last I agreed and, well, here I am. I thought it was too soon, and I found it rather scary, but here I am. Too bad you didn't play any, tough. Would have loved to see you in action".

I was stunned. My jaw had dropped and I just stood there like an idiot. Hermione was here, and she had watched the game, this was the biggest suprise ever. I had to remember to thank George someday.

"Anyways, congratulations on the victory",

She lifted my chin, closing my mouth, and then she kissed me. It was only a quick kiss on the lips, but a kiss nonetheless. My jaw dropped again. This was just a cruel dream. It had to be. How could this be real? I mean, sure, we spent parts of last night kissing, but hell if I thought she would kiss me again this soon. This was too surreal. I laid one hand on her cheek and the other one on her arm, she raised an eyebrow and gave me another confused look,

"Sorry, just need to check if you are real",

I mumbled. She smirked and pinched me in the arm,

"Is this real enough for you? Hm. Guess we both should realize we are real and all if this is really happening".

I winced at the sudden pain and went for a glare but as soon as I saw her smiling at me, my whole face cracked into a wide grin instead,

"Yeah. I guess you have a point there. Anyways, want to go somewhere else? The team will surly find us here, and that won't be a pretty sight of that happens".

She nodded eagerly. Alright.

"Cool. I just need to let them know so they won't start a search for me or something. I'll only be gone a couple of minutes. Will you be waiting here for me?"

She just nodded again. I quickly turned around and saw that the pitch was empty. I just ran all I could towards the changing room. I stormed through the door. One would think I had an army of Death Eaters chasing me.

"You're all here. Great. Sorry, I'm in sort of a hurry, so I'll just congratulate you with the excellent game today. You played better than I could ever hope for. I'm really proud of each and every one of you. Now I have to run. Glynn? Grace? Will you please join me for a moment outside?"

They nodded, Sofia looked slightly worried about this, but Grace was calm as ever. We went outside, and so turned to face Sofia,

"Those two goals, you let them in on purpose, didn't you?".

She looked ashamed as she was staring at the ground and barely whispered an answer,

"Yes, miss Weasly. I'm sorry. It won't happen again".

I'm sure she was about to cry. I went over to her and laid me hands on her shoulders,

"Look at me",

she slowly raised her gaze, but soon she was looking me in the eyes,

"Don't apologise. It's okay. I understand why you did it, and it was a noble thing to do. You made their loss just a little less painful and embarrassing. I'm surprised you only let in two. You have a very promising future in quidditch. Now, don't worry about it, okay?"

She vaguely smiled and nodded before she whispered,

"Thank you".

I didn't say anything else at the subject,

"Get back inside, and I'll see you at practice on Monday morning",

she nodded again and went back to the rest of the team. I turned to Grace,

"Follow me. I have someone. I want you to meet".