Ginny was now in the castle no longer running but walking really fast to the common room. When she got there she found an empty chair and sat down. She couldn't believe that she had just placed her hand on top of Harry's hand. Ginny sat there until it was about 6 at night and almost everyone had gone down to dinner. She had no intention of going down to dinner and risk seeing Harry. She was just about to go up the steps to her dormitory when she heard someone call her name. She recognized the voice. It was the voice of the person she was avoiding, Harry Potter. 'Dammit'

" Ginny..." said Harry. Ginny turned around and looked at him. " Ginny can I please talk to you?" asked Harry.

" Harry I don't want to talk," she said and with that she fled up the stairs. She didn't want to hear what he had to say. She didn't want him to say 'I'm sorry Ginny I just don't feel that way about you.'

Harry stood there still a little shocked. He had no idea how to take any of this in. 'Did Ginny really love me but why did she run away'

The next day Ginny did as much as she could to avoid Harry and pretend that the moment at the lake never happened. He had eventually found her sitting in the library doing homework.

" Ginny, can we talk?" asked Harry.

" Sure, what about? "Ginny replied very calmly. Harry looked at her astounded and many thoughts rushed to his head.

" I wanted to talk about what happened yesterday at the lake," said Harry

" Oh, you mean that. Well what is there to talk about?" said Ginny. 'Please don't ask the question I don't have an answer to!'

" Why did you put your hand over mine?" asked Harry.

" I just wanted to see how it feels to hold your hand that's all," replied Ginny. She then grabbed her book bag and headed towards the courtyard. Ginny felt awkward acting like that wonderful moment never happened and she sat in the courtyard and stared off into the distance. 'It was so nice but I don't want to loose Harry as my friend. Well my kinda friend.'

Harry also acted like it never happened except for talking to her more than he would usually. They seemed to have become better friends but they wanted to be more than friends. However, neither of them are willing to admit anything.