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Chapter 6

"Hey, Harry."

"Yes, Ron," Harry sighed. Ron wasn't going to let him sleep after he had woken him up.

"D'you think Hermione likes anyone?"

"I don't know, Ron."

These midnight talks are really boring.

They are nothing like midnight walks...

Harry had to say that in his brain because it rhymed. Kind of. In his head.

oOo

Harry didn't see Ginny at all over the next few days. If he had known better, he'd say that she was avoiding him. But he knew better... kind of.

"... And that's why I think that we should probably arrange another DA meeting," Hermione was saying thoughtfully.

Ron let out a loud snore, and she slammed her book onto the grassy ground, shaking her head at Harry, who, himself, was just waking up too. Poor, poor, naive Hermione... she thought that Harry had been listening, what with the outdoors, and the lake looking so peaceful...

"Honestly," she sighed, shaking her head some more. Ron looked around sleepily.

"What did I do now?" he mumbled. And then he scowled at Harry. "It's your fault," he accused, pointing at him. "You completely broke my sleep cycle thingy!"

"You're sleep cycle thingy?" Harry repeated, amused.

"You know what I mean!" Ron growled.

"Watch out," Hermione warned, and the three of them ducked their heads. Most of the fireworks had died out, but there were the odd few that students had to dodge every now and then. As for Fred and George, they were denying all knowledge.

"They should really put them out," Hermione sighed.

"Oh, stop being such a party pooper," Ron dismissed, still impressed.

Hermione and Harry both looked at him.

"A what?" Hermione said slowly. Ron stopped smiling and looked confused.

Harry decided that this was his queue to leave.

"I'll see you at dinner," he said to Ron and Hermione, who were arguing about stupid things... right now they were on the fact that it was a miracle that Hermione never needed glasses, and Harry wondered how the hell they had gotten to there in the time he had spent standing up.

Harry knew that he did walk around without Ron and Hermione sometimes because really he just wanted to bump into Ginny whilst being alone.

But he didn't bump into Ginny.

"Cho," he gasped surprisedly, backing away. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Bump into me?" she finished, red.

"No, I... not at all. Sorry," he said again, making his way to walk past her.

"Harry," she then said, placing a hand on his arm. He froze.

He had completely forgotten about everything that had gone on between them. He felt so stupid!

"Er... yeah?" he asked.

"I'm sorry for shouting at you," she said.

"Oh, well... that's nice," he said. "But I really have to go now-"

"I understand. You hate me now."

Harry's eyes widened.

"No! I don't hate you, I-"

But Cho was already in tears.

"Don't... cry... again," Harry said, at loss, patting her on the back awkwardly.

"I'm so stupid!" she cried, flinging herself into his arms.

He was speechless.

He should be feeling something but he wasn't. Well, he was feeling awkward...

He carried on patting her on the back and started to feel his shoulder get wet. He didn't really know what to do as he looked around desperately for someone to help. And then he saw her.

"Luna!" he hissed as the dazed girl stopped skipping. He pointed at Cho in his arms and Luna stifled a giggle. Harry glared at her and she stopped, walking over to them.

"Now, now, Cho," she said, patting Cho on the back too. Cho looked up from Harry's shoulder to see Luna next to them.

"Oh," she gasped, face puffy and red.

"You don't have to be sad," Luna said, pulling Cho away from Harry gently. Harry managed a glance at his shoulder - it was soaking wet. "Everything's alright," Luna said in a soothing voice. Cho was shaking with sobs again. "You don't have to cry on Harry..."

Harry shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Cho, I really do have to go..." he said, backing away.

"I - I understand," she said, hugging Luna instead. Luna didn't seem to mind a crying Cho as much as Harry did - actually, she didn't seem to mind much at all. He mouthed the word thanks as he started to walk faster down the corridor. He felt terrible at Cho's feelings but he also felt terrible holding her like that. She couldn't be too happy about that later... Ginny definitely hadn't been...

Just as he thought about her, he saw the long flaming red hair. He immediately started walking faster, but stopped a bit as he realized that she was with friends. But, one way, it was now or never - or just until the next time he could walk by her by chance.

"Ginny," he said loudly, and the group of girls immediately started giggling as they saw who had called her. Ginny scowled at them as he got closer. "I was wondering if I could um... talk to you."

She looked at him, slightly annoyed, but her friends kept on giggling.

"Fine!" she snapped, glowering at them all. Harry found this slightly amusing - Ginny didn't. She folded her arms and looked at him angrily. Harry was slightly confused. "I need to act like I hate you otherwise they won't leave me alone," she said in a scowling voice, and Harry nodded understandingly.

"How's this?" he muttered, before saying, "Why the hell are you being so mean to me?" extremely loudly.

Ginny fought a smile.

"Because you're so damn annoying!" she shouted.

"Oh, I'm annoying?" he asked angrily, laughing on the inside. "I'm annoying?"

"Yeah, you are!" Ginny said. "You're so..." she trailed off and stopped talking. Harry felt his face redden as hers did - he wasn't exactly sure why either. "This is still awkward," she sighed quietly. Harry's eyes flickered over to the friends who were trying to get closer.

"C'mon," he said, taking her arm and leading her somewhere else. He saw that she stuck her tongue out at her friends and laughed silently.

"We need to sort this out," he said definitely as soon as they had found an empty corridor.

"Yeah," Ginny agreed.

"You've been kind of avoiding me," Harry said, and Ginny nodded self-consciously.

"I know, I'm sorry - I'm not sure why, either."

"See, this is ridiculous. We're friends. We should be able to work this out."

Ginny nodded quietly again.

"It's nothing really," she said.

"Yeah," Harry agreed.

Ginny nodded some more. "I mean, it's really silly if you look at it one way."

"Yeah, really silly."

"Yeah."

"Silly."

They stood in silence for another few seconds, and then Ginny let out a groan.

"This isn't working! It's still awkward!" she said loudly and resignedly. Harry shook his head, at a loss.

"This really sucks."

"It sucks a lot!" Ginny said, annoyed, and then she hit herself on the head. "I'm so stupid!"

"Oh, c'mon, it's not your fault..."

"Yes, it is!"

"No, it's not."

"Yeah, it is."

Harry stared at her, knowing that there was no point arguing. Her chocolate brown eyes softened.

"Sorry," she muttered.

"You said that already."

"I don't think I can say it enough..." she sighed. "I mean, I had actually been working on that wand thing for a while."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise.

"You had?"

"Yeah. I mean, what happens when you're in a dangerous situation and you don't have a wand? Not that that situation was dangerous - or maybe it was - I'm sounding like an idiot again!"

They stood in silence again, and Ginny was biting her lip.

"You know what we should do?" Harry asked.

Ginny looked up.

"What?"

"Just... prove to each other that we have no romantic feelings for each other whatsoever." He couldn't believe that he had just said that word romantic, but he just couldn't stop talking. "I mean, once we've got everything sorted out, we can just move on, and laugh about it sometime," he said awkwardly. He felt himself go even redder (as if that were possible) as Ginny frowned at him. But then she caved.

"Fine," she sighed. "How are we supposed to do that then?"

"Er... well... how about we - I dunno... hug?"

Ginny let out a giggle but then forced a straight face.

"Fine," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Right," Harry said.

They stared at each other awkwardly, and then slowly placed themselves in each other's arms.

"You're shoulder's wet," Ginny mumbled as she placed her head on his shoulder.

"Er... yeah."

Harry was fighting the urge to say something, which would be, 'Your hair smells nice.' And that would just be stupid.

He wanted this to work. He wanted this to prove something... but nothing was precisely clear at this moment. The clearest things were that Ginny's hair smelled nice, and that his shoulder was wet.

"My chin's itchy," Ginny said quietly after a while. "Because you're shoulder's wet," she then explained.

"Oh. Sorry," Harry said, extremely reluctant (for some strange reason) to let go. Ginny lifted her head from his shoulder but didn't part them. Harry swallowed. "I... er... can I try something?"

His heart was beating furiously against his chest, he didn't know what he was saying. Sure, the words were coming out of his mouth, but that didn't seem to make any sense.

Ginny searched for his eyes but still not backing away out of the hug.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Harry asked himself furiously. It definitely felt like a good thing.

"Only... only if you let me try something too," she whispered.

Harry's heart was now beating furiously against his Adam's apple.

He nodded numbly, searching her eyes for a hidden meaning. But for some reason he knew that it was clear.

"Do you want me to get Ginny off of you too?" a dreamy voice then asked.

Harry and Ginny jumped away from each other as fast as possible, only to see Luna looking at them, expectantly.

Harry opened and closed his mouth as Luna tilted her head in confusion. Ginny stared at her friend, amazed.

Harry looked at Ginny. He looked at Luna. He looked at Ginny again and, before thinking twice, grabbed her by the waist and kissed her on the lips quickly, before letting go and hurrying down the corridor and around the corner, leaving Ginny gobsmacked and pink.

"That was nice," Luna said admiringly.