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At the end of my last class, on my way to the common room, I run into Ginny. "Harry! Can I have a word?" I smile at Katie Bell, who I'd been talking to about Quiddich formations, and she says, "Ok, well I'll see ya' Harry!" and with a wave, she's gone.

"Can it wait until we get to the tower, Ginny, I want to shower, I feel… unclean." she laughs. "Sure Harry, get yourself clean, I can wait a bit."

"Thanks, it's all Snape's fault, he had me nervous the whole time I was in potions and I was sweating bullets!!" she laughs with me and we reach the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Spikenard." Ginny says for me, and the doorway to the Gryffindor common room is revealed. We go inside, and I leave Ginny in there, heading to the 6th year boy's dormitories.

"Hey Harry!" Neville says, and I reply with a simple "Hey Neville" while getting my pajamas.

"Be right back, I've gotta shower."

"Ok." he replies.

I close the bathroom door and strip down, then jump in the shower and proceed to get clean. Once out, and smelling pretty good, I towel dry my hair, and brush my teeth before leaving.

"I'm off to talk to Ginny now. Wish me luck!" I say to Neville and he laughs

"Luck Harry!" his voice rings out behind me as I exit the room and descend the stairs to Ginny. She's sitting in one of the plush chairs by the fire, so I sit in the chair next to hers. She smiles "Harry, you're finially done!"

"Yeah, I feel loads better too!" I say and she laughs. "I bet, so where were you all day? I was looking for you."

"Oh, you were?" I ask, avoiding her question.

"Yeah, nobody else had seen you either." she tells me, scooting alittle closer to me in her chair.

"I just had to think a bit, Gin, my mind was a little overloaded…" I reply.

"Oh, ok, I suppose it does that every now and then, what with being 'the famous Harry Potter' and all." she looks at me.

I shrug. "Yeah, I guess."

"Anyway, I wanted to know," she is now sitting lightly on the arm of my chair. She turns her head to the side so that her beautiful red hair, so much like Fred's, spills over her shoulder to tickle my cheek. "Would you want to go, with me…" she scoots closer to me, and suddenly I find myself with a lapful of Ginny, straddling me, "To Hogsmeade, this weekend, on, like, a date?" she whispers breathily, and where it might have turned me on a couple months ago, I find myself limp and a bit flustered. Not like 'hot and bothered' flustered, but because it was scary to think that just last night, her brother got what Ginny's trying to do to me now, but he didn't even have to try. Ginny, on the other hand, was seriously trying.

" Ginny, sweetheart…" her eyes light up at this. "I-I'm… Hermione and I agreed a few days ago to go together, and, I mean, it would be a lot of fun to go with you, I'm sure, but, I can't back out on Hermione…" her face falls.

"So she wasn't lying then. I'm sorry, I just thought she was lying to me to try to steal you form me,"

"Ginny, I'm not dating you." I say bluntly.

"I know, but… I like you Harry, a lot." she tries to look coy, peeking up at me through her long eyelashes, but all I can think about how cute and small she is, and then I look down, trying to avoid feeling guilty at turning her down, but find that, much worse than seeing the pain in her eyes, I get a clear view of her boobs.

"Ginny, I can't do this! I. Don't. Like. You!" she blinks, and the pain travels from just her eyes to her whole face. "Ginny, I don't like any girl, and if I'm right about what I'm feeling, I won't ever like a girl as anything more than a friend." I say.

"Y-you're G-"

"Ginny, nobody but you and Hermione knows, please don't tell anybody. Please?" I beg, she gets off my lap.

"Ok Harry, but you're gay?!" she says in an incredulous whisper. I sigh and shrug.

"Yeah, I guess I am…" she smiles, then, "So instead of worrying about you looking at other girls, I'll have to worry about you checking out my boyfriends!"

"No! I wouldn't do that to you Ginny!"

"Ok Harry, I've got to go to bed now, k? Night, ya little homo!" she hugs me and trots off to the girls' dormitories.

"Night." I call after her, and then a plop on the cough on my other side signals me that somebody's here.

"Harry, mate! So what did you say to Gin?" Ron's chipper voice reminds me slightly of Fred's.

"I told her no." I say softly, dreading him finding out I like blokes, he has quite the temper… "What?!" he says.

"I'm going with Hermione, Ginny's ok with it." he looks at me strangely.

"Y-you and… and Hermione!?!" His eyes are as wide as saucers, and I hastily reply; "NO! No! Just as friends!" he relaxes.

"Ok, no offence to her or anything, she's a pretty girl and all, but she's like a sister to us!!"

"Yeah, I know, I love her and all that mushy stuff, but it would be… she's just not my type." he smiles.

"I didn't think so' your type is less¼anal." I blush, thinking 'oh, yes they are… much more anal, only it's not about schoolwork…'

"Harry! Ron! Hey!" speak of the devil, Hermione comes and sits in the chair on my other side, and we talk for a couple hours before going to our respective beds and fall asleep.

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