Crush: Part 2 – by Cerulean Leader
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Crush by David Archuleta.
Hasn't been proof-read by anyone else.
Couple/s: Again, HarryxGinny and subtle RonxHermione. Also unfortunately, a tiny bit of RonxLavender.
"Crush – David Archuleta: Part 2"
"Dean, I can get inside the common room on my own, you don't need to help me every time!" Ginny yelled back at her boyfriend. Their relationship had been on the rocks for a little while.
"I thought you'd need help, Ginny! I'm sorry, okay?" he exclaimed, standing himself up to his full height in the common room. There weren't that many people inside the red and gold room, but the people that were left had surrounded themselves in front of the roaring fire.
"I'm not helpless; I can take care of myself. I swear, you're as bad as my brothers." The redhead answered, folding her arms, turning away from him.
"As bad as your brothers or not good enough as Harry?" he asked quietly, as Ginny turned around in shock. "I know you still like him."
"Why is it you always think I'm comparing you to Harry? This has nothing to do with Harry!"
"You want to be with him!"
"Maybe I do…"
"I knew it… Maybe it's for the best if we broke up."
"Yeah…"
The people who had seen the argument just blinked in surprise. It was kind of random, but then again, was anything normal at Hogwarts?
"Hey, Ginny, I heard about you and Dean. I'm sorry." Hermione said the day after the argument, putting a hand on her friends shoulder as they sat in the Great Hall for breakfast.
"Thanks, Hermione, but I'm okay. I'm not that worked up about it, actually."
"Yeah, I heard. Lavender couldn't stop talking about how you guys were arguing over Harry. That silly girl needs to mind her own business."
The younger girl stared at the curly-haired brunette. "You've got it really bad, 'Mione. You really fancy Ron."
She blushed many different shades of red that would make any Weasley proud. "I do not!"
"Do too."
"Like you do for Harry?"
'Harry's staring at me again…' Ginny thought to herself as she bowed her head and picked at the food in her plate. She didn't feel that hungry and she could feel Harry's emerald eyes on petite form. 'He's been doing that a lot lately.'
She rested her chin on her hand while she looked back down at her plate, stabbing her fork into a sausage before putting a little bit into her mouth and chewed slowly, Harry watching her every move. She glanced over at him in confusion before he looked back at his own meal in embarrassment, a blush staining his cheeks slightly before he turned back to talk to Hermione. Ron wasn't with them; he was too busy making out with Lavender ('Well, eating her face more like it.' Ginny thought) to sit with his best friends, and Hermione was still very angry with Ginny's older brother anyway.
'Am I kissing Harry?' Ginny squealed in her head, pressing her lips harder against his. The Gryffindor Quidditch team had just won a match that day, and when Harry had walked through the portrait hole, he took one glance at her before pulling her into a kiss.
She sighed in bliss when they finally pulled back, resting her forehead against his own.
He didn't say anything, just smiled back at her.
She smiled back, slightly nervous, and she bowed her head shyly. Her brown eyes scanned the room, landing on her brother who looked like he had smoke coming out of his ears and Hermione smiling proudly at the new, young couple.
He looked down before looking into her eyes and grinned. "Congratulations on the game."
"Thanks."
"So, uh, want to go for a walk?"
The redhead smiled back softly, taking his hand. "Sure."
'He likes me back, I can't believe it…'
"Nice shot, Ginny!" Harry called from the top of his Firebolt, giving his girlfriend a thumbs up as she dodged Demelza Robins who was on the opposing training team with the other substitute Chasers. "Okay, Katie, now line yourself up so Ginny can pass you the quaffle!"
The seventh year did as she was told, slowing down ever so slightly, her eyes locked on the quaffle as Ginny through the ball swiftly through the air. Katie then spun her broom, giving it enough force so that the quaffle hit against the tail of the broom and shot in the air towards the goal. Ron wasn't blocking those rings as he was training on the other side of the pitch.
"Nice job, girls!" Harry congratulated, pushing up his glasses as he gave Katie a hi-five and Ginny a kiss on the cheek.
A/N: It's not really what I was planning to write but you guys requested a second part, so… here you go. I know it sucks, but bear with me here. D;
This part is different from the first one because I thought it would be a little weird if I wrote Part 2 in the same format so this part has two different bits included.
I hope you enjoyed, even though it sucks. xD Even though it's shorter than the first part, it's all I could do. :3
Word Count: 873
Please review, guys! :D
~CL