Disclaimer: The usual stuff. There are JKR's characters. Hogwarts is hers. She holds the rights to all that stuff, etc.

Updated 8/23/2006 - Fixed typos and stuff. I didn't realize how short my chapters were. Oh well, I'll see if I can make the next ones longer.

Updated 10/17/2017 - Editing, cleaning up, etc.

Ginny was sitting on the train with Harry, Ron, and Hermione but she was not listening to their conversation. She was too deep in her own thoughts.

"I'm pretty sure I know what I'm feeling," Ginny thought to herself. "But what can I do? Can it be wrong to love someone?"

No, that wasn't the right question. She loved Ron and always has, but that's because he is her brother. "I not only love Ron, but I'm IN love with Ron." But then that dirty word flashed into Ginny's mind whenever she thought to herself about this too much: incest.

Ginny always thought it meant something horrific - one family member taking advantage of another for their own personal satisfaction. Or maybe something two family members would do when they were desperate for sex and they found each other convenient.

"But what if you actually, really love them? Can it be wrong? Is it wrong?" Ginny didn't know.

Ginny stared out the window while repeatedly sorting out her thoughts, flopping part of her skirt back and forth on the seat.

"Ron, do you know what's up with Ginny?" Harry asked as he sat down after paying for treats off the candy trolley. "I was practically waving candy in her face and she didn't even respond."

"I don't know. She's been like this all summer. She's been unusually quiet. Holed up in her room most of the time. She would hardly even come out to practice Quiddich. Maybe her brain blew up taking the tests last year." Ron sounded equally annoyed and exasperated.

"Maybe she has a crush on someone and is trying to figure out how to approach him," Hermione said with a grin on her face.

"Wha - no - absolutely not!" Ron's face was red. He had attempted to stave off any would be suitors from his sister before, but without success. He was absolutely determined to make sure Ginny didn't get into any funny business this year.

"Well, you know she is at that age, Ron." Hermione had taken out a book and begun to read while saying this.

"At what age?" Ron asked confusingly. Harry rolled his eyes while smirking towards Hermione.

"You know...THAT age." Hermione was looking at Ron with a piercing stare hoping that she didn't have to spell it out for him, but Ron just wasn't getting it. Hermione sighed.

"Well, once girls get to a certain age they find that they have certain...needs that they feel that have to fulfill. Guys have this feeling too. Actually they probably have it significantly more often than girls do." Hermione's speech trailed off in a hopeful attempt that Ron caught on.

"What, you mean? But no, Ginny wouldn't...," Ron stumbled over his words again. "Absolutely not!" Ron finally spit out forcefully. Ron then looked at Hermione quizzically. "So you wouldn't, you know, have these needs too, would you Hermione?" Hermione's speech opened a window of questioning which was irresistible to ignore.

"Perhaps," Hermione said simply.

"Sooo...what do you...," Ron started asking.

"I have my methods." Hermione's answer clearly ended with an unsaid "and that's the end of this conversation."