The sunlight came into my room and blinded my eyes. I pulled the covers over my eyes and curled up into a ball.

"So bright," I muttered.

"What's so bright?" a voice asked. I screamed.

"Ginny! It's Neville," Neville said.

I opened my eyes. Nothing but a blue blanket. Wait, I don't have blue blankets. Am I in Neville's room? No, I can't be.

I sat up in bed and looked around. Sure enough, this is Neville's room. Sure enough, that's Neville in bed next to me.

"Morning," I said as I rubbed my eyes. "What happened?"

"You cried a lot. You must have been tired if you can't remember," Neville said.

"Wait, wait," I said. "I did cry a lot. Then stupid Malfoy showed up. So I tried to hex him," I faltered. I couldn't remember what happened next.

"He knocked you out. So I brought you back here. Only I put you on the couch," Neville explained.

"I must have woken up and crawled in here. Sometimes at home I fall asleep on the couch and stumble to bed in the middle of the night."

Neville got out of bed. I covered my eyes. He might sleep in his boxers like my brothers do. When the Weasley men walk around in boxers, it's not a pretty sight.

"Ginny, it's okay, you can open your eyes."

I opened my eyes. He was wearing an undershirt and a pair of pajama pants with snowmen on them.

"Oh. Hey, cute pants!"

AAABBBAAA

Neville left for work (he works as an assistant to Professor Sprout at Hogwarts but doesn't live at the castle) and I went home. Since he lives in Hogsmeade, it was easy for me to apparate out of his apartment. It's harder in muggle London, where you can't apparate out of buildings that muggles live in, like at Harry's apartment.

"Where have you been?" Mum roared as I walked into the house. "Gone all night, no note, nothing! Where's Harry? He and I need to have a little chat." She was holding a rolling pin in her hand, waving it around threateningly.

"I'm going to bed, Mum," I said as I walked through the kitchen and to the stairs.

"Freeze!" Mum said. She pointed her wand at me and I froze. "Sit." Using her wand, she made me sit.

"I'm going to ask you one more time. Where were you last night?" Mum said sternly.

"Mum. I was not at Harry's house last night," I said, starting to feel sad.

"Well then, where were you?"

"At Neville Longbottom's house."

"Neville's house? What were you doing there?" Ron said as he came downstairs.

"I spent the night there."

Mum's face became red. Ron's got even redder. You could have fried an egg and some bacon on his face.

"Relax. I got into a slight duel with Draco Malfoy and was knocked out. Neville took me there to recover. I didn't wake up until this morning."

Mum's face returned to its usual color although Ron's didn't.

"I'll kill him," Ron said as he made for the door.

"Ronald Weasley. Sit down," Mum ordered. Ron sat down next to me.

"Okay, Ginny, you need to let me know next time you are not coming home. Ron, I don't want you killing anyone over this. Azkaban isn't worth it."

Ron and I looked down at our hands. I hate being yelled at. It makes me feel like I'm five instead of eighteen.

"Sorry, Mum," I apologized.

"That's quite alright. Who wants breakfast?"

AAABBBBAAAA

"I met a new girl last night," Fred said to me. I was on my lunch break and was hanging out at his shop.

"Really? Do tell," I said, intrigued. George has been dating Katie Bell for almost two years now. Fred tends to go out with a girl for a couple of weeks but doesn't make much of a commitment.

"Her name is Tasha. She's really pretty. She's into comic books, which is so cool," Fred said excitedly.

"That's good, I'm happy for you," I said.

"Yeah, she's coming over for dinner next Friday."

"That's cool."

"Is he going on about that girl still?" George said as he came to the back of the store. "He can't shut up about her."

"Don't make fun, I'm happy for him. He's being brave enough to bring home a girl. I believe you brought home Katie after you dated, what, eight months?"

George's face got red with embarrassment. "Shut up."

I looked at the clock on the wall. It was shooting out purple sparks, which meant it was two o'clock and time for me to get back to work.

AAAAABBBBBAAAA

"It's a dinner party?" I asked dumfounded. "What's that?"

"Well," Mum said as she worked on her knitting. "It's a thing we're having for your father's office. But you have to have a date."

"Why?"

Mum rolled her eyes. "That's what dinner parties are. Everyone has a date. You sit around, eat, and have a good time. With a date."

My spirits sunk. Lovely. Everyone else in my family has a date but me. Wait a minute. I know who to invite!

"Mum, I'll be back," I said as I got up and kissed her on the cheek. I apparated to Neville's house in Hogsmeade.

"Neville!" I yelled as I walked through his apartment. Since that fateful evening in which I ended up in Neville's bed, I've spent a lot of time here. Neville and I were friends at Hogwarts, but now he's become one of my best friends.

"Ginny?" he shouted back.

"Are you in the shower?"

"Yeah!"

I sat down on his bed, waiting for him to come out. He came out, but he wasn't dressed.

"Oh my god!" I yelled.

"Oh no," Neville said.

"Wow, I am so sorry," I apologized as I stumbled out of his room. Neville got dressed and came out to the living room.

"Um. I came to invite you to a dinner party my parents are having," I said, not able to look Neville in the eyes.

"Oh. Ginny, I can't be your date. I'm sorry, but I just don't like you in that way."

My spirits fell. I seemed to have developed a bit of a crush since I spent the night in his bed.

"Oh, it's okay. I didn't mean like that. I just can't go if I don't have a date."

"You mean your parents wouldn't let you go?"

"No, cause it's some sort of party for my dad's office."

Neville sighed. "I don't know, I'm kind of seeing someone right now. They wouldn't be happy."

"You have a girlfriend? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know, of course you can't go with me. It's not important anyway."

"Ginny, I don't have a girlfriend."

I was confused. He said he was involved with someone. But he doesn't have a girlfriend.

"I'm confused. Who are you involved with?"

Neville sighed again. "His name is Justin Finch-Fletchly. He went to Hogwarts with us."