Oh Merlin... this is awkward... so very very awkward.

I'm sitting with Colin and Becks at one of the few round tables in the Common Room.

I wish I was with Harry, where ever the heck he is...

Ron thought it was in our best interest to 'talk this out'... yes his words exactly and Hermione, being Hermione just had to hop on the band wagon.

'Well are you going to yell at me some more Ginny?' Becks huffs whilst drumming her fingers on the table.

'Hey I was more than entitled to be annoyed you had barely said 'hello' to me in three weeks... and you took my Christmas present from Harry without asking! I didn't start ignoring you the minute I started dating Harry! In fact I made sure that I spent time with you!' I can actually feel myself welling up which is so not like me.

'It's a phase could you cut us some slack?' Colin adds, looking as though this is *my* fault. We've been through so much and it turns out that dating could tear our friendship apart.

'Look I don't want to fight with guys, but you're not cutting me any slack when in fact I have given you YARDS of slack... Miles of slack... One might even say I've provided an ocean of slack!'

'That makes no sense Ginny but we're trying to work out our relationship and balancing it with everything else.' Becks says and I turn to Hermione and Ron for help.

Turns out when Becks and Colin are together they are oblivious as a fifteen-year old Ron.

Which is only asking for trouble.

Hermione sits down next to me and folds her hands neatly on the table. Ron looks down at me with a reassuring look, Hermione is about to enter what has be affectionately been christened 'Professor Mode'.

'That's perfectly alright but there is a vast difference between adjusting to a new relationship and how it affects your friendship and how you are acting at the moment. From what I've observed over the past three weeks has not been you too working on your relationship. It has only been you two on the couches snogging and being completely and utterly inappropriate. And as of right now, if either I or Ron spy you in such a position you'll have detention for a fortnight. '

Becks and Colin stare at Hermione in shock as she crosses her legs and looks at them with such a superior look I know Malfoy has just become insanely jealous and has no idea why.

Suddenly I find myself crying look up to see Becks doing the same. We both get up and run at each other before hugging and crying some more.

Thank Rowena that the Common Room is empty.

"I'm *sob* so *sob* sorry Ginny!" Becks wails in my ear.

"Me *sob* too!" I wail straight back.

'We good?' I hear from a very hesitant Colin. I look around to see Hermione beaming and both Ron and Colin looking extremely awkward.

'Of course! And we'll make sure that we don't ignore you again!'

I look around to see Hermione clapping, smiling and looking just a tad bit superior but given how she's just fixed my friendships so I will allow Ms. Granger that right. Ron and Colin on the other hand look so completely awkward it's extremely funny. In fact I start laughing as I let go of Becks, both girls follow my gaze and start laughing as well.

'You girls are crazy.' Colin mutters and looks to Ron for confirmation, Ron actually demonstrating the intelligence he works so hard to hide steps to his left, away from Colin.

Wise Man.

Very wise.

Becks steps towards Colin, eyes narrowed dangerously then she's pushing him up the stairs towards his dorm room.

'Well he's doomed.' Ron remarks watching shaking his head sadly. 'Always thought he'd a bit more sense, guess I was wrong.'

Hermione is arching he eyebrow at him, not quite sceptical and not quite admiring. I look at her curiously trying to figure it out.

BOOM!

'Holy sh-' myself and Ron begin but are quickly quelled by a withering glare from our darling Ms. Granger.

'What on earth?' I opt for instead and I peek up the staircase only to see emerald green smoke bellowing down the stairs.

Emerald green smoke.

That's new.

Even for me, a sibling of the twins and that has to be something.

I look round to see Ron stepping forward to look up at the smoke and Hermione backing away slightly. I bet she thinks that it's something of the twins.

As she told me after the punching telescope that now she's a bit wary of them, telling me that 'Once bitten, twice shy.'

Well whatever, I kinda want to go investigate but sensibility tells me not to.

Which to listen to?

Hmmmm...

'Gin, don't even think about it.' Ron mutters as he grabs my shoulder and pulls me back.

'I wasn't-'

'You were Ginny don't try messing with me.' Ron cuts in and pushing me down into one of the couches.

Hermione tries and fails to stifle a giggle as she watches me glare up at Ron like a petulant child and him doing his best (and worst) impression of Mum. Then Becks ambles down the stairs whistling and sits down next to me.

Wait a minute...

Whistling?

Uh oh...

'Ah Becks?'

'Yeah Ginny?'

'What did you do?'

'Whatever do you mean?' Ron groans before turning and walking up the staircase to find out what happened to Colin.

I shake my head as I look at her, failing to be nonchalant. Thank god she isn't a muggle trying to be an actress because she'd fail terribly. Then Ron comes down the stairs laughing heartedly, Hermione looks as though she's about to start scolding him then she starts laughing. I stand up trying to see what they're laughing at... And then I see it.

Rather Colin... Well I think its Colin it is quite difficult to tell.

With lime green and magenta striped hair, shaggy dog ears and a small trunk for a nose.

I simply blink at the spectacle laid before me, my eyes simply in my face.

'Ron get his camera! It should be on his bedside table or on his trunk.' I whisper urgently to Ron pushing him forward. I step forward to examine Colin; I walk around him looking at Becks' work.

'You should talk to Fred and George, they'd be mightily impressed.' Becks simply glows at this praise and Hermione tuts quietly at me. I know I shouldn't encourage her but this is remarkable spell work.

Colin's' ears at this point are twitching in an irritated fashion and I grin at him.

'You should've known better then to call Becks crazy, I'm not insulted I'm a Weasley so we're all flaming nuts.' I tell him waggling my finger at him. I see Ron sneaking down the stairs, well as trying to anyways. I'm not sure how sneaky a 6"4 guy can be.

Colin starts growling, I guess its all part of Becks' charm work.

'Collin, look!' I tell pointing at Ron excitedly.

FLASH!

Colin blinks at his own camera and Ron has the biggest Cheshire cat gin I have ever seen.

Then the four of us are laughing so hard we're crying, the first years staring at us like we have completely lost it. Though to be honest one must question if we ever had it, whatever it may be.

Life is good! Ha!

Well as always, I spoke far too soon.

The trio are discussing something extremely serious, Harry is obsessing over that insane book and I'm completely freaking over exams. So if you'll please excuse me whilst I scream.

!

*cough*

Sorry about that.

Exams totally suck.

'You okay there Ginny?' Colin asks whilst flipping through a potions book at a furious rate.

'What do you think?' I'm staring down at my history essay is complete bafflement; thank god Hermione has given me her notes.

Alas given that it is Ms. Hermione Granger you can't copy a single line, otherwise the notes will start wailing and hitting you over the head. Naturally enough since they're Hermione's it hurts like hell!

Fifth years are in a complete meltdown, the Ravenclaws are trying to take over the library, Hufflepuffs are either crying or having panic attacks, the Slytherins' are plotting to kill the rest of us and us Gryffindors' are just a combination of all of the above.

I'm trying desperately to get Hermione to help us take over the library but alas she refuses to, probably because there is a table there with a sign saying Granger floating above it. Hermione gets a table in the library, Harry get a bed in the hospital wing and Ron gets a seat in the kitchens. (Hermione knows not of this one, for Ron's safety.)

Must study.

Must study.

Must study.

Oooooo Harry's dropped something.

Must not stare at boyfriends' arse.

Must not stare at boyfriends' arse.

Must not stare at boyfriends' arse.

Must not stare at boyfriends' arse.

Study.

Study.

Study.

I'm so screwed.

*Smacks head off desk*

*Scares First years*

Not my first time doing that, for Gryffindor students this year's new lot are quite wimpy. Thank Merlin that the twins aren't here anymore otherwise they'd be wetting themselves. Once again I'm distracting myself quite brilliantly from the oh so necessary and tedious study.

Back to work.

Curse me.

I'm seriously considering running away.

I can't take this anymore!

Not even quidditch is helping my stress levels...

Please someone, anyone KILL ME!

'Ginny!' I turn to see Harry bolting into the room, covered in... blood?

What has happened now?

'Ron do you have your potions book?' He demands looking freaked out.

'Harry! What happened?' Hermione asks looking revolted at the sight of him. One of the more cowardly first years screams and runs up the stairs looking extremely green.

'I need it quick... C'mon give it to me! Where the fuck is it?' Harry all but yells pulling all his stuff apart grabbing Ron's book and sprinting out of the room.

'Harry just cursed, he never does that.' I note, not really to anyone. I knew that book was trouble from the get go. Hermione, I can hear at a muted volume, echoing my thoughts, talking to Ron in hushed tones.

'I bet he's used a spell from that book.' Ron says frowning moving his stuff back to his bag. 'We're not going to get anything done til he gets back.'

'Harry wouldn't be that idiotic.' Hermione counters sounding less then sure of herself.

'Bet Malfoy's involved somehow, given Harry's paranoia.' I muse leaning back in the chair. For that amount of blood this is just bad, really really bad. My heart is beating just a tad too fast and something is telling me that Dark Magic involved, and I'm usually not wrong about this.

Both Ron and Hermione turn to look at me looking horrified.

'That's far too much blood, it can't be his.' Hermione utters looking scared.

'Harry wouldn't do anything like that, he's too good.' Ron replies, all colour draining from his face.

'If it's from that book he probably didn't know what the spell was. He could be in serious trouble, Ron, why is it always him?'

'Dunno, trouble seems to like Harry just a tad too much.' Is Ron's reply pulling Hermione into a hug. 'Ginny you okay?'

'Yeah, well no but its Harry so what on earth is new about that?' Ron smiles sadly at me.

We sit in silence waiting for Harry to come back.

I need to know what happened; I just hope it isn't as bad as my gut is telling me.

'I won't say "I told you so"' Hermione says whilst looking at Harry with a disgusted look on her face.

Ron replies angrily, as I just sit back and stare at Harry who is doing his best to avoid my gaze. Hermione however refuses to shut up about it, as though Harry is so stupid that he doesn't get that nearly killing Malfoy is a bad thing.

He deserves to feel bad but he doesn't need this lecture from one of his supposed best friends. I'm taking the place of seeker on Saturday as he's stuck in detention.

'How can you stick up for that book, when that spell-'She continues unfazed.

'Stop going on about the book, it's not the books fault! It's mine! It's not like I was forced to use it, it was my choice, a bad one at that but still mine Hermione!'

'You're actually defending-'

'No, I'm not I made a huge mistake in using that spell, if I'd have known what it was going to do I'd have never used it! Not even on Malfoy, no matter what I think of that git! Whoever the Prince is, he just noted it down, no encouragement to use it...' He trails off in such a way, that Ron and I glance at each other suspiciously.

'You're going to get it back?' Hermione falters staring at Harry in shock.

'Yeah without it I would never have gotten the Felix Felicis and-'

'Have gotten a reputation for Potions brilliance you don't deserve.' She spits back at him looking furious. Not I'm ticked off, Hermione is jealous of the fact that someone has been besting her at a subject.

Talk about childish. I've had enough of her going on about how unfair it is Harry's been doing better than her.

'Cut it out Hermione!' Harry finally looks up at me but now I turn to look at Hermione, who is stunned and appalled by this development.

'It sounds like Malfoy was going to use Cruico on him, just as well Harry had something to stop him! You should be relieved that he didn't succeed in his efforts!'

'I am relieved thank you very much Hermione but you can't possibly think that the Sectumsempra spell was good, I mean look at the situation he's in now! And you have the match on Saturday-'

I scoff at her, 'A. I didn't say the spell was a good one, I am not a moron thank you very much Hermione. You should learn not to belittle everyone of a lower IQ quite so much! And don't act like you get Quidditch, you'll only embarrass yourself.'

I turn away from her fuming; I see that Ron and Harry are staring at each other in shock over our spat. I love Hermione as the sister I've never had but I'm stressed and she just never knows when to keep her righteous thoughts to herself. Harry has detention for the rest of the year with Snape, can't play in the Quidditch Final and is going to feel as guilty as hell, deserving as that maybe it was accidental and he'll beat himself up for ages.

I get up and grab my stuff in order to do a bit more work, Harry grabs my arm and pulls me into a hug before I leave the Common Room.

'Thank you for that, though I don't deserve it.' He whispers into my ear.

I look up at him, 'No you don't, but I'm just that awesome a girlfriend. I will talk to Hermione later, and you should talk to her now okay. Later.' I kiss him swiftly before pushing the portrait door open and heading to the library.

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