OMG I'M SORRY PEOPLE :[

IF YOU STILL READ THIS; YOU ARE MY HERO; MY IDLE; MY EVERYTHING.

Italics- Ginny's thoughts.

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It was morning, Ginny woke up with a smile on her face. It took her seconds to remember why. She wanted to see Harry. Now.

She fixed her hair and clothes, looked in the mirror, she was ready to go. She slowly went downstairs, to see a sight of the raven-hair boy, and she did, before he saw her.

"You liar!" she yelled at him, not in an angry way, she still had a smile on her face. Everyone, even Harry was now looking at her. He smiled. "Jealously." he said. She wasn't smiling no more, and the crowd was still looking at them.

"What?" she asked, getting closer to him. She noticed the distraction she made. "Lets go somewhere else." she said, while looking at the crowd as she grabbed Harry's handd and dragged him away. This brought another smile to her face, just by holding his hand.

She leaded him to the Room of Requirements; Harry was out of breathe. Ginny was quite a fast runner. She took away the smile off her face before looking at him. "Now what do you mean?" she asked, with seriousness on her face. This just made him laugh. "I talked to Hermione last night." was his only reply. Was this suppose to mean something? Before she could of answered though; he asked, "Why am I a liar?"

Now it was her time to smile. "I talked to Dean last night." he knew what this meant; and the smile went away faster than she has ever seen. He hesitated for a moment, but then broke the silence. "I was curious on who you liked." he said. Ginny didn't know why, but she didn't believe that. "You could of just asked." she said.

It would of made it easier for me to tell you how much I love you.

Harry shrugged. "But I guess I can now. So who do you like?" he asked, with a smile on his face.

She had to do something; anything but answer that question. She quickly answered; "I still don't get why I'm jealous." she tried to change the subject. Harry seemed a bit disappointed; but answered. "I said I talked to Hermione; doesn't that give you a little clue?"

Ginny thought hard on this one. How did talking to Hermione give him the idea that she was jealous?

Lets see; the only thing I'm really jealous about is Cho; but how does Hermione have to do with this? Hermione, Hermione, Hermione...I didn't even tell her..I never talked to her about Cho..Or Harry...Well; except when I asked her where he was that night...Wait..Oh..My..GOD! Hermione told him when I started to be depressed. He can't know!

Ginny's eyes widen. He can't be talking about that. No way. She bit her lip, she wasn't even looking at him anymore. She was speechless. "G-Go on." she managed to say; as if she still didn't know what he was talking about.

He didn't answer that question. "Ginny..look at me." he said. She didn't want too. She felt as if her heart stopped beating. She felt tears about to roll off her face. Hesitated; but she did look at him.

He looked into her bright brown eyes; "You know what I'm talking about." he said. She bit her lip so hard she swore it started to bleed. She wished she never woke up. He saw that she still wasn't saying anything. He took his arm out. "Ginny, please be honest with me." he said.

She knew what this meant. She wanted to run away, but she knew Harry wouldn't of let her. She was trapped; it was like a nightmare come to life.

"Put your hand into mine." he ordered her. Slowly; she did do it. He felt her cold hand on his warm skin. She was shaking. "Don't be scared." he whispered. But how could she not be?

"Ginny." he said. Ginny looked into his green eyes. Her lip was bleeding; as she felt some blood on her chin. "Harry." she said so slowly; he doubt he heard her. "Who do you like?" he asked. He did hear her. She didn't want to lie to him; but she didn't want to tell him either.

"A boy." she said, she knew that was a stupid answer, and knew that he wasn't going to take it, but it was worth the try.

He sighed. "This boy you like; is he in Hufflepuff?" he asked, they were still holding hands. She quickly shook her head. "Gryffindor?" he asked. She nodded.

"In your year or mine?" he kept asking questions. "Yours." she slowly replied. He knew that she liked him. Why did he have to torture her like this?

"Seamus?" he asked. She shook her head. "Dean?" Again, she kept shaking her head no.

It had to be a few minuts of guessing; Ginny got bored of shaking her head now; but she was still scared for her life.

Finally; the question popped up.

"Is the boy you like..is it..Me?" he asked. She felt her heart leap into her throat. She couldn't answer. She closed her eyes. If she said yes; he could be mad at her; but if she said no; she would never know what would of happened..

She did regret this, but she took her hand away from his. He still looked at her. She bit at the lip she had been abusing for the last minutes.

"I don't like you." she slowly replied as she felt tears about to storm out of her eyes.

Harry understood why she let go. "Who do you like then?" he asked.

She shook her head. "No." she said, she couldn't look at him, she was definatly crying.

Harry was confused. Before he could ask; she already answered.

"I don't like anyone! I love you!" she said, she was crying hard. But when she did say that she looked into his eyes. A bit of shock came to him.

"Ginny.." he said as he went closer. "That was a brave thing to say."

She nodded. She was brave. But she was still scared.

He looked around at the blue room surrounding them. "Well, we better get going, don't you think?" he asked. This surprised her.

"You could go..I wanna stay here." she managed to say.

He hugged her tightly as he left. She made sure the door was closed before she started to scream.

"That...UGH!" She yelled. She had just told him she loved him and he leaves her? Like that?!

All this rage inside her made her want to explode. She was so upset about this.

"Hes probably having an effing ball telling his girlfriend about this!" she yelled.

This was going on for about thirty minutes till Ginny wiped away her tears and rushed out of the room, she went down to the Common Room; no sight of Harry. People were still looking at her as if they were expecting her to yell something else. She didn't though. She ran straight to the Girls Dorm to the bed that she had to wake up in.

She was so excited to talk to him when she woke up; but now she wished she never did.