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

Ginny suddenly realizes what she's doing and she suddenly pulls away from Ron, blushing as red as she's ever been. "Uh, uh, uh, I'm sorry about that, I don't know what came over me, Uh..." Ginny stumbles out. Meanwhile, Ron is too dumbfounded to say anything.

"Uh...GOODNIGHT!" Ginny finally yells out and she sprints to her room, and dives onto her bed without even changing.

"I can't believe I just did that. What will Ron think? What if he tells Harry and Hermione..." Ginny lays in bed weeping, worried sick about what might happen to her after what she had done.

"Wake up, Ginny, or you're going to be late to class!" Hermione shakes Ginny, who is still dressed in her robes in bed.

"Do I have to go?" Ginny groggily asks.

"Yes! Harry, Ron, and I have been waiting for you for half an hour to go to breakfast.

Hearing Ron's name makes Ginny's stomach turn again. "I don't want to go."

"What's gotten into you," Hermione chides Ginny, then grabs her arm and pulls her out of bed, despite Ginny's best efforts to stay where she is.

"Um, I'm going to change." Ginny stutters out.

"Fine, I'll wait with Ron and Harry in the common room a bit longer, but if you're not out there in 5 minutes, I'm going to drag you out, whether you're dressed or not." Hermione then leaves the room, leaving Ginny there alone.

Ginny takes off her clothes from the previous day, and takes off her bra and panties, and then stares at her naked self in a mirror. An idea passes through Ginny's mind, but she quickly shakes it out, and she quickly puts on a new change of clothes and runs out of the room to meet up with everyone else.

Ginny nervously eats breakfast in the Great Hall as she glances over at Ron repeatedly, but doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary in his behavior. "Maybe he thinks he was just dreaming," Ginny hopes as she starts to eat her breakfast more calmly.

"Hermione," Ron starts, "what is it like to kiss?"

A sudden clang rings across the table as Ginny drops a knife that she was holding in her hand onto her plate. "Oh sorry..." Ginny remarks as she tries to collect herself, Ron's question clearly catching her off guard.

"Well, that's a rather straight forward and...un-Ron-like question," Hermione remarks. "Why do you ask?"

"Well, you see..." Ron begins and then quits. "I..I just was curious," Ron finally spits out.

"Well, if you want to find out, then find a girl and find out, Ron," Hermione flippantly tells him, and then puts a fork-full of scrambled eggs into her mouth.

Ginny purrs as she grabs the boy laying on top of her on her bed. "Mmm, that feels good," Ginny remarks, as the boy continues to work his lower body. Suddenly the boy stiffens and Ginny feels a sudden hot feeling in her lower body, and the boy rolls over and relaxes next to Ginny.

"Thanks, that was great...Ron." Ginny remarks.

Suddenly Ginny's eyes shoot open as she finds herself wide awake, and covered in sweat lying on her bed. The sun shining through the window into the girl's dorm and across the end of her bed.

Ginny sits up on her bed and thinks over what she just dreamed for a few minutes, unsure of what it means. She then gets up and changes into street clothes and walks into the common room and finds Ron there writing on parchment paper by himself.

"Uh, where's Harry and Hermione?" Ginny asks, startling Ron.

"Oh, uh, they went to see Hagrid."

"So why didn't you go with?" Ginny asks.

"Oh, well, I still had homework to do," Ron responds gloomily.

Ginny nervously walks over to the table that Ron is at and sits next to him. "So, uh, what class?"

"Transfiguration. I hate that class," Ron remarks with a frown, and Ginny giggles.

"Say, Ginny...," Ron starts, putting down his quill. "I was just wondering what made you do, you know, that," Ron sputters out.

"Th-that?" Ginny's heart skips a beat, but she decides to play dumb.

"Y-You know...the k-kiss," Ron spits out, as his sentences become more fragmented.

"Well, you know, I...I hadn't done it in a while, though I thought I needed, uh, practice. Yeah." Ginny tires to explain her way out of it.

"But why me?" Ron asks quizzically.

"Uh, well," Ginny becomes fluttered again, "given that you're my brother, I figured that, you know, there wouldn't be anything behind it, so there wouldn't be any misunderstanding."

"Uh, oh, OK." Ron says, simply, and then goes back to working.

Suddenly Ginny starts crying and Ron looks at her with his most quizzical look on his face yet. "Bloody hell, what now?"

Suddenly, Ginny leaps forward and kisses Ron again, pushing him out of the chair and onto the floor, with Ginny straddling him.

"Uh, Ginny..?" Ron asks with a half-startled, half-worried look on his face.

"I'm sorry," Ginny says trying to restrain her crying. I can't pretend that there isn't anything behind it.

"Uh...what?" Ron says, still dumbfounded.

"I love you, Ron!" Ginny says, still crying.

"Uh, well, yeah, I'm your brother, so..." Ron starts saying, uncertainly.

"No, I don't mean like that. I mean I LOVE you."

Ron lays there with Ginny over him, confused until a look of realization suddenly arrives on his face as he finally realizes what Ginny is saying to him.