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Ginny crept silently up the stairs, willing them not to make a sound as she came closer and closer to Ron's bedroom door. Hermione had come down the stairs and settled herself into bed only moments before. Ginny wanted to hear what Harry talked about when he was with his best friend. As she arranged herself next to the door, Ginny retrieved an Extendable Ear and readied herself for what she would hear on the other side.
Harry lay out on a cot in Ron's bright orange room, listening to his best mate babble on about Hermione and her brilliance. Harry was truly happy for the pair of them, but he had learned to tune his friend out when he was rambling on about his relationship. Instead he was thinking about Quidditch, and what a team they would have this year, especially with Ginny playing. All he had to do was get Ron in shape, which they'd have to start on right away once they got to Hogwarts. Harry was shaken out of his reverie when Ron asked him a very serious question.
"What about you, mate? Any women I should know about?"
Harry sat up slowly and considered the question, "I guess not. I mean, I haven't got to know many girls at school except Hermione and Ginny."
Ron laughed, "And both of them are hands off to you, you git."
Harry grinned and decided to try and prod some violence out of Ron by saying, "Yeah, but Ginny seems interested."
"Oh, that's the same little schoolgirl crush she's always had on you," Ron groaned, "She's still a little girl."
"Ginny's sixteen now…how do you know she isn't actually interested?" Harry asked, laying back down and crossing his feet. "She definitely likes me."
"Yeah, but you aren't going to do anything about that." Ron said savagely, picking up one of Pig's treats and chucking it at Harry.
"You know I wouldn't do that. I was just joking around."
"Uh-huh. I saw the way you were looking at her all day." Ron retorted, throwing another owl treat at Harry.
Harry was sort of confused..."What?"
"Yeah, mate. You didn't take your eyes off her."
Ginny scooted down the stairs with a triumphant smile on her face. Harry did like her and she would make sure Ron wouldn't stop them from being together. Whatever it takes she thought, slamming her bedroom door behind her.