So? When are you guys getting back together?

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Disclaimer – See Chapter One (Red Lightning).

READ MY BABBLE! Thank You!

Author's Babble – hey people! As you can see, I FINALLY got over my writer's block after how much weeks of staring at my computer screen blankly! I would like to thank BattleWiz88, nijlie, jennvellcs, Kates Master, Queenie, DianePerish, PremzaWitchOfWeidos, bruisedpapya, iceskater25705, CASOCCERCHIC02, TAMIKA and harry-an-ginny for reviewing!

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Chapter Three

She will be loved…

"Beauty Queen of only 16,"

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This chapter is dedicated to

PremzaWitchOfWeirdos!

Thanks for being my BETA!

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So hold me when I'm here right me when I'm wrong.
Hold me when I'm scared and love me when I'm gone.
Everything I am and everything in me
Wants to be the one you wanted me to be.
I'll never let you down even if I could.
I'd give up everything if only for your good.

Band – 3DoorsDown

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"Okay, Ginny…deep breaths…you will not cry…" she whispered to herself as tears began to stream down her face. She angrily wiped her tears away as she pulled her long red hair into a messy bun.

She gazed around herself, studying her surrounding. She was in her old hiding place again. In an apple tree on top a hill, a couple of miles away from the Burrow, which was almost overrun at the moment. The wedding was to be held on the first of August, on this very hillside.

Ginny frowned slightly at the idea of her area being the site for Fleur's wedding…yeah, yeah her brother was getting married and Fleur isn't all that bad, but Ginny had always dreamt of being married to her Prince Charming on this hillside.

"Damn you, Gabrielle," Ginny said, angrily throwing the apple she was eating to the ground. It was 'darleeng' Gabi's' idea to have the wedding here, after she followed Ginny to her hiding place after Ginny snapped at her for asking question after question about Harry on the Saturday she arrived home.

It was no secret that Gabi had a huge crush on Harry after he saved her during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. She was pefect…long, wavy silver-blonde hair, big blue eyes, a prefect hourglass figure, (unlike Ginny, who was slightly bigger on top, thanks to her mother's side of the family) prefect smooth clear skin (Ginny wished she had Gabi's skin. She liked her milky white complexion but it was exploding with freckles no matter what. Gabi was just perfect. And between Fleur and Gabi, the Weasley brothers are having a hard time, especially as Gabi, (who had just turned 14) was having trouble controlling her Veela charm.

"Well, that's her excuse, but she has no right to walk around the place in her bra, which according to her is a sports bra, just by conscience has lace, and that it was too hot to wear normal clothes," Ginny snorted, as she remembered Ron's slack jaw look when he saw Gabi walking, no, modeling, in her bra.

But the main reason Ginny came out here was not to complain endlessly about Fleur and Gabi (she could do that in the privacy of her crowded kitchen!).

It was Harry. It was that stupid crush Gabi had on Harry (that was ten times worst than the eleven-year-old crush). And that stupid girl talk thingy Fleur and Gabi normally have. And it was driving her up a wall (and a couple of trees too!)

Ginny wrapped her arms around her petite frame, to protect herself from the cold wind.

"I must be really stupid to have to come out here at this time of night," Ginny muttered to herself.

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Flashback

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Normally, during the holidays, Ginny would allow herself the pleasure of waking up around 10 or 11 o'clock or as late as her mother allowed. But this was not a normal holiday- her big brother was getting married in a month's time. Fleur, the bride-to-be, and Gabriella, Fleur's little sister and Ginny's fellow bridesmaid, was staying at the Burrow to help with the wedding preparations.

Now, Fleur and Gabi, better known as Phlegm and Phlegm Jr., were staying in Ginny's room. Normally, Ginny would not mind the company, but then again it was not a normal holiday.

Ginny and Ron retuned home on a Saturday, it was now Monday, and Harry was due to arrived at the Burrow on Friday. Now, Fleur and Gabi had a close sister-sister relationship, which was cute at first, when Ginny was not around.

Now, like the caring, loveable sisters they are, they have these long chats about boys, life, clothes, you know, the normal sister thing,(and the author is getting VERY annoyed about have to write normally all the time, and there she did it again, but back to Ginny), and although Ginny would never admit it, she was kind of jealous about Fleur's and Gabi's relationship, but after the embarrassment she went through, she was glad she was the only girl in the family.

The famous topic for last night's little chat was boyfriends and first kisses, and how your first boyfriend was special and your first kiss would be something that you would always remember. Ginny had a tendency of falling asleep during the first hour of the discussion, but she sometimes listened in during the first few minutes. But she kinda skipped over the boring stuff.

"So, you zee, Gabi. C'est très important!" Fleur said, smiling down at her little sister, "Your first kizz must be zum-zing special, eet ees always something special, even if the person you're keezing isn't ze one. Il y a zum-zing special. But when you find zat person, you would know. What do you theek Ginnee?"

"Wha-?" she just about to drift away to sleep.

"When deed you get your first kiss?" Gabi asked.

"This guy I met in my 5th year. Michael Corner. But I dumped him after a month or so. He was a sore loser. Lousy git," Ginny asked, yawning, unaware that she was actually taking part in their conversation.

"Uh, was it 'ard?" Fleur asked, "Him being your first boyfriend and all zat?"

"Nah. Well, he was okay in the boyfriend department, but he lacked a certain quantity. No, well, it's how you look at it. The relationship was kinda boring. Something just didn't clink you know?"

"Oui. I 'ave an idea of what you are about. When I first began to date, everything zeem just purrfect. But it the back of my mind, I knew something was missing, but I didn't know what it waz until I met your brother, Geeny," Fleur said, with a knowing smile.

"Have you figured out what was missing?" Gabi asked.

"Yea. Okay, I know this may sound silly, but I want someone who would challenge me, ya know? Someone who's as stubborn and as hardheaded was I am, and someone who wouldn't mind standing up to my six other protective gits I called my brothers," Ginny said, with her eyes closed, remembering out those times when she and Harry used to spend by the lake, laughing and play fighting with one another. Her eyes welled up with tears, but since her arrival to the Burrow, she refused to allow herself the luxury of crying.

'Weasleys don't cry," she reminded herself, 'the only guy who's worth your tears is the guy who wouldn't make you cry,' taking a deep breath, 'you didn't cry when you broke up with Michael or Dean," and with that, she released it.

But deep down she knew that Harry were never would intentionally make her crying and that he broke up with her to protect her.

Deep down, she knew that Harry cared for her…even if he broke up with her.

And really deep down she knew that Harry was worth her tears. Her tears began to leak thought her closed eyelids. She gasped. 'No. I refused to cry in front of Fleur and Gabi,'

"Ginny? Comment ca va? Ca va? Ginny, are you okay?"

Ginny opened her eyes, to see that Fleur and Gabi were looking at her worriedly.

"Are you alright?"

"Ca va?"

It was too much. All the questions. In English. In French. It was all too much. And the tears she tried so hard to keep it bay, finally broke. The dam was broken.

"Ginny?"

It was all too much. And…

She ran.

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This angel's gotta PunkRock Grandma! - what do you think?

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