Author's Note: CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 2 CHAPTER 2!

Disclaimer: The characters and the book are all J.K's!

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*Ring* *Ring*

"Ugh," I moan. *Ring* *Ring* "Ugh," I moan again. Who the hell is here in this hour? I can't open my eyes because clearly I slept late, again. I open my eyes a little to check my clock. 6 am. How could someone be awake at 6 in the morning? I never woke up at 6 in the morning, not even during work days. Why would I anyway? It only takes me an hour to dress up and about twenty minutes to eat and a second apparate to work. Ugh.

*Ring* *Ring* *Ring* *Ring*

"FINE! I'm up! Stop ringing!" I say loudly. *Ring* *Ring* *Ring* can't this person wait for a minute?

I angrily walk towards the door. I open it and guess who was the one ringing? Correct, Harry Potter! Sleep went away from me and I was widely awake. I was shocked. It must've been seen on my face because he grinned at me.

"Hello."

"Why are you here?"

"Well, I passed by this building then I remembered you live here so I came to just… I don't know. I guess I wanted to see you," he says sheepishly. That's cute. Could this guy be anymore dashing? Whatever he says seems to be perfect in my ears, probably because he has such great aura surrounding him. Aura of confidence? Confident that he could make me weak by the words he says? Well, that's great!

I guess I wanted to see you, he said awhile ago. I controlled myself on not blushing because it would put on a great show for him, and I wouldn't want that. Yet. That sentence really made me feel like I was dreaming of this whole scenario. I raise my right eyebrow. "You wanted to see me?" I was planning on saying it smoothly or rather calm but instead, I heard surprise on my voice. How could my voice fail me?

He, himself, is shocked. It seems that words just poured out of his mouth awhile ago seeing that he's remembering what he said. He looked at me and seems to be searching through my face. Finally, he says, "Yes." I blush hard. I might look like a tomato in front of him. That would be embarrassing. I look away from him and turn around to face my apartment.

"Come in. It's rude not to be hospitable towards guests," I say, still not looking at him. I walked towards the kitchen and hear his footsteps following me. I pointed at the living room. "You may sit over there." I still am not looking at him. I can still feel my cheeks burning that it could be as hot as a person with fever.

"Thanks," he says.

"So what would you like; milk, tea, coffee, or juice?"

"Juice would be nice."

I go to the refrigerator to get the pitcher of orange juice and pour it in the glass. "So you just came here to see me?" I want to see if he's joking or not.

I walk towards the couch he's sitting on and give him the glass of juice. I sit beside him with my own glass of juice. "Yes." His voice is sincere making me believe him. He drinks some juice and looks at me again.

"Why would you want to see me?" I am a bit curious as to why he would want to see me.

"I have already seen you, Ginny. Playing seeker for the Harpies, am I right?" I nod. Well, the Harpies is a famous team so it makes sense that he has already seen me.

"Well, I was seeker too, before. On my first year at Hogwarts, I was the seeker, the youngest one at that. It's been awhile since I've ridden a broomstick and searched for the snitch. I stopped on my sixth year since on my seventh year I got out of school to, you know." Yes, she knows. She, herself, was at Hogwarts. She saw Harry but never really knew him personally. She knows that Harry got out of school to save us all from Voldemort. No, she's not afraid of saying his name. She has never been. Only because her parents told her not to because it was giving them the creeps that she didn't say it in front of her family.

"Yes, I know." I laugh softly. "You saved the world, hero." He laughs at that and mouths the word hero.

"Hero, huh. Well, I wasn't the only one who saved the world. I have my friends with me helping me save it; Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, your brother. Speaking of which, why haven't I met you if your brother's my best friend?" He's right about that. Even I wondered about it. Why haven't we –? Oh that's right! Should I tell him? It would make him laugh, no doubt. I sigh. Yeah, I probably should.

"When I was still little, I was first year and you, second year. We met actually, on the train. But I didn't introduce myself because I was shy then." He wasn't saying anything but listening attentively and maybe thinking about his second year on Hogwarts. "Yeah, I asked my brother not to introduce me to you because, well." I am definitely blushing and finding it hard to continue.

"Go on. Because what?" He was really curious, wanting to know more information.

I cleared my throat. "Because I was a big fan of you before." I blushed again. But he didn't mind, he smiles at me and told me to continue. "I would stutter whenever I see you. So I didn't want you to know me then because it would seem pathetic to you. I helped in the battle of Hogwarts, you know."

"Yeah, I heard Ron saying that her sister helped. Thanks!"

"Anyways, as time passed, I stopped being this crazy fangirl and became relaxed. I stopped thinking of you as some hot hunk but just a normal wizard." That didn't come out right. I still think of him as some hot hunk but that would be weird. On the other hand, he really is a normal wizard just like the rest of us.

"I appreciate you for thinking of me as just a normal wizard. Mostly, people wouldn't even realize that I'm just a person who has faults. They think of me as a hero, who would save their lives, thinking that if I made a single mistake, it'll only be my mistake. What if they were the one trying to save everyone's ass, saving the whole fucking world? I'm curious to see what the fuck they would do. I was crushed into pieces seeing the people I love die because I was the chosen one." He suddenly looks vulnerable. As if speaking is a hard job to do. I could feel him. Feel how hard it is to be the one people look up to. I was never given such a job but looking through his expression could make you feel all the dread he felt before. I pat his shoulder for comfort.

"It's all in the past now, Harry. You could stop thinking about the past and just think about the future, about you and not about the people surrounding you."

"You're right. So –"he grins at me. "—you thought of me as a hot hunk eh?" I blushed hard. This is humiliating! He's laughing so hard that tears started coming out of his eyes. I punched his shoulder playfully not wanting to have a fight but just playing around. Even though it was humiliating, I am proud that I was able to tell him the truth.

And my world would stop spinning

And that's just the beginning

We stayed like that for hours, talking about nonsense stuffs and laughing quiet a lot. When the time came for him to leave, I felt low on energy. He's like a battery to me; when near me, energy just burns up on me and when he's gone, I'm like dead. Simple as that.

"I had fun. Thanks," his cheeks were a bit red from our laughing fit.

"Me too."

Out of nowhere, he planted a kiss on my cheek. Of course, I blushed again. This must've been the 5th time I blushed for a single day. A record! And it was all because of him.

"W-what?" I can't stop stuttering. I look at him and he, too, is blushing though not as bad as mine.

"I like you." And at that, he left.

I like you. I like you. I like you. I like you. It took me about five minutes to register all that has happened. I scream loudly.

"THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!" and dance a little childish dance. I can't stop it.

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Review? I think this chapter's nice. I've done it in a day but I didn't feel it was rushed up.