Chapter 3- Midnight romance . . . and heartbreak along the way

11:45. Silence. No noise throughout the Burrow.

11:50. Not a stir. Harry lies awake in his bed thinking about Ginny.

11:55. Harry is still thinking about Ginny. Ron is snoring loudly in the bed next to his.

00:00. Harry gets out of bed, and tiptoes quietly down the stairs. There seems to be a hundred eyes peering out of every shadow. The stairs seem longer tonight. But nothing, nothing, could stop Harry getting to Ginny. Harry got to the bottom of the stairs, and moved towards the kitchen door. Slowly, he opened it. Tonight, the door is squeakier than usual. No one is in the kitchen. It is still, dark and empty. Harry sits down at the table to wait.

00:10. Just Harry. In the kitchen. All alone. No Ginny. She must have fallen asleep. Harry thought.I'll stay here a moment longer though. Just in case.

Fifteen minutes later, Harry was doubting whether Ginny really loved him.

"If she really loved me, she'd have made sure she was awake!" he said into the empty room. His words echoed back at him, though they were souless and empty.

He was about to give up hope, when he saw movement on the stairs. A white-faced Ginny came down.

"Sorry I'm late, Harry. Hermione took ages to get to sleep. I didn't want her following me!"

"It's OK Ginny, all that matters is that you're here now!"

They embraced, and then Harry pulled Ginny slowly towards him. They kissed passionatly, for what seemed like an age, but could have only been five minutes. They looked deep into each others eyes.

"Do you love me, Harry?"

"What a stupid question!" he replied, kissing her again. But she pulled away.

"What's wrong? Why did you pull away?"

"I saw you and Hermione the other day! Walking back to the house, together! Real chummy, you were! And she keeps on smiling at you in a weird kind of way!"

"Ginny! You know almost better than I do that Hermione and I are just friends!"

"Oh, yeah, sure, that's what they all say!" she muttered. She collapsed into a chair and started crying. It hurt Harry inside to see the one he loved crying. But it hurt even more to be accused by the one he loved. Him and Hermione, as if! They were friends, sure, but go out? Nah!

Thinking that Ginny was crying because she was sorry for what she had said, Harry put his arm around her shoulder and hugged her tight. Ginny, on the other hand, had other ideas, and pushed him roughly away.

"Ginny, why are you acting like this? Why are you being so... well, weird? You're not your usual self, Ginny!"

Ginny got up and walked slowly over to where Harry was standing; next to the kitchen door.

"Wow, business has never been that busy before!" exclaimed Fred, after he and George apparated to the Burrow's front yard.
"Yeah, I know, it was amazing! Those new book-boil charms went down a storm! I can't wait to tell Ron and the rest of those gits how much we earnt!" replied George.

They opened the front door, and found Harry and Ginny kissing right in front of them. Then, Ginny slapped Harry hard across the face.

"I will not go out with you if you are seeing Hermione Granger!" she screamed at him. Both of them were oblivious to the fact that Fred and George were standing in the doorway, staring opened mouthed at them.

"Careful, Harry, she's a red head!" joked George. Harry and Ginny looked shocked for a moment, then Ginny shouted:
"Stay out of this George! This is between me and Harry. And Hermione Granger!" she said with venom.

"Jeeze, what's all this about, anyway? And what do you care if Harry's seeing Ginny?" asked a confused Fred.

"Har-"
"I'll fill this one Ginny. Basically, Fred, George, Ginny and I were supposed to be going out! But Ginny there just accused me of going out with Hermione, which is not true! So, Ginny darling, maybe I should try and hook up with Hermione! She'd certainly be more loyal than you are!" and with that he stormed up the stairs, muttering to himself all the way.

Fred and George were still staring open mouthed.

"Will you stop looking at me like that?" Ginny shouted, frustrated. Then she collapsed on the floor.

"Oh, what have I done? Me and my big mouth! I hate myself! I was so horrible to Harry, and I don't blame him if he won't take me back now!" she cryed, more to herself than anyone. Fred and George crouched down either side of her, and comforted her.
"There, there, Ginny," soothed George. "You'll always have us!"
Ginny snorted and replied:
"Ooh, yeah. Fat lot of good that's going to do! I'm going to bed."

Leaving the annoyed twins behind, she too went up the stairs.

A/N- Please read & review! I wanna know how good you thought this chapter was!