I'm baack from Japan! Anyway, thanks for the anonymous reviews, oh and Goggle, you rock! Anyway...More!
So they couldn't eavesdrop, but Harry found out what they were talking about when they were in their dorms, getting ready for bed.
Ron grinned at Harry. "Mate--you'll never guessed what happened to me. Today's my favorite day ever!"
"Why, what happened?" Harry asked eagerly.
Ron grinned. "Hermione and I are going out on a date on Saturday at the Hogsmeade trip."
Harry looked at him. "Saturday? Isn't that when the four of us are supposed to hang out?"
Ron pulled on his shirt. "I guess. Well, you can entertain Ginny, right?"
You can entertain Ginny, right?
...You can entertain Ginny, right?
Harry sat in the darkness of the Gryffindor Common Room, staring into the crackling fire. It was two o'clock, but he couldn't get Ron's words out of his head. It was an annoying bug that wouldn't go away. It was Sir Cadogan very disgruntled because his fat pony ran away to the neighbor portrait.
"Hey," said someone behind him in a cheerful voice.
This caught Harry off guard, and he jumped a foot in the air. Warm laughter filled the air behind him, and Ginny sat in the squashy sofa beside Harry. She was wearing her purple bathrobe, and her hair was in a bun.
Harry grinned. "That wasn't funny. You almost startled me to death."
"Then, why are you smiling?" Ginny asked simply. She grinned. "Harry, why are you still up? Do you know what time it is? Well, I guess you don't really need to go to bed, because tomorrow's Saturday, and you can sleep in if you want to. Then again, you'll miss the Hogsmeade trip, and I'll be a loner, all by myself." She suddenly noticed she was rambling on, and shut up.
Harry sunk his eyes into the bright fire; he couldn't gather up the courage to look into Ginny's eyes. "I'm just not tired."
Ginny sighed. "Yeah, me neither."
Ginny must have been lying, however, because when Harry looked at her again, she was lying peacefully on the squashy sofa, head hanging.
Harry gathered up all of his courage, scooted next to her, allowed her head to rest on his shoulder and he, too, fell in a deep sleep.
Harry woke up the next day to see an empty spot beside him.
Shocked, he turned around, to see Ginny sitting in the chair Harry was sitting in before, grinning at him. "It's six o'clock, what are you doing up?"
Harry stretched. He couldn't help but stare at the redheaded woman beside him.
"What?"
Harry grinned foolishly. He couldn't help it. "Hey, Gin, do you want to practice Quidditch with me? Like, tomorrow, or after we go to Hogsmeade?"
"Quidditch?" Ginny repeated. She smiled. "Okay. That would be great. Well, I'm going to get dressed for Hogsmeade. You should probably do the same." She winked, and left the Common Room.
Harry grinned even more. He just asked Ginny out on a date! Well, to Quidditch practice, but whatever!
He skipped up the stairs to the Boys Dorms.