Chapter 5- The Chasers Kiss
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Without realising it, Ginny had been crying so hard that she had fallen asleep, although it she can't have slept for more than an hour. She woke up to the bright sunlight streaming through the open window of the Gryffindor Girls 5th year dormitories and someone violently shaking her.
"What!" Ginny mumbled, still half asleep and suddenly; SMACK! Ginny had been hit in the face rather hard by somebodies powerful hand.
"Ouch!" Ginny shouted, sitting up to see who had hit her, bring a hand up to her now reddening cheek. "Blooming hell Hermione, what was that for?"
Hermione stood there looking rather smug at the same time as anxious, "Sorry Ginny but try out start in ten minutes and you're going to miss it so get up!" Hermione exclaimed in a massive rush.
Ginny immediately understood, grab her Quiddich uniform and headed straight for the bathroom. She changed into her clothes in record time and pulled her hair up into a long, flowing ponytail then raced down the many moving staircases, tripping a few times and ran out onto the pitch while completely forgetting about breakfast.
When she got there, she saw Harry looking awkwardly at what seemed to be the whole of Gryffindor ready to try out. She gave Harry a smile which he gladly returned as if nothing had happened earlier that morning. She looked around at the rest of the crowd that had been gathered in the middle of the pitch. She knew almost everyone there; Cormac, Seamus, Katie and even Ron were there. She looked a little closer into the crowd and her eyes fix on a tall, dark boy- Dean Thomas.
She hadn't seen him in a while but as expected, he hadn't changed much apart from the fact that he was wearing a Quiddich uniform and his hair was slightly longer.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard Harry try his hardest to get everyone's attention but seemed to be failing miserably. The only people who seemed to be listening were her and Ron who was standing awkwardly in front of the loud, bustling crowd.
She didn't know what possessed her that moment but she just felt like she need to help Harry out so at the top of her lungs shouted, "SHUT IT!" and the whole crowd suddenly fell silent.
Harry gave them their orders and the try outs began with a positive start for Ginny. She was scoring goals faster than everyone else which seemed to impress many embarrassed boys. She had done many shots that no one had ever seen before as the wind racked through her hair and all eyes were on her.
Ron on the other hand wasn't having such a good time. Cormac was also trying out for keeper as well as Ron and although she didn't like to admit it; Cormac was doing a much better job than Ron. Although out of the corner of her eyes she could see Hermione jinxing Cormac which mad her smile so much, she forget where she was and was almost chucked of her broom by a whizzing bludger.
As soon as they had started, the try outs had finished. Ginny hadn't realised how much time had flown until she hit the ground and looked at her watch. Harry was standing at the edge of the pitch, writing something a on small clip board. Suddenly someone came up behind Ginny and tapped her shoulder, making her jump a mile. She turned around to see Deans smiling face, down at her.
"Hey," she said with a tone of happiness that she could see plastered on his face.
"Hey! Um… I was wondering if you want to come with me to...er... see which position we go?" Dean asked looking slightly nervous.
"Sure," Ginny said, smiling brightly as they walked over to the stand where Harry had placed the clipboard before leaving with Ron and Hermione.
Dean picked up the small piece of parchment and looked down the long list, his face lighting up as he reached the bottom.
"What?" Ginny asked in a curious giggle.
"Well, I've made chaser," he said and the after a long pause," and so have you!" He beamed looking down at her again.
"Really?" She squealed in disbelieve and hugged Dean tightly, jumping into his strong arms.
He put her down and looked her straight in the eyes with an adoring look. She looked away, extremely embarrassed. He put his finger under her pale chin and lifted her face so that she once again, met his coco coloured eyes. And then, he lent down and kissed her on her light, rosy pink lips. She felt shock waves going through her body as she melted into his arms. Luckily no one was on the pitch anymore so she could enjoy the moment while it lasted.
When they pulled away from each other, they were both slightly panting and both fail to suppress a small laugh.
And with that, they turned and walked back to the castle; hand in hand.
Little did they know that Harry had seen the whole scene after realising he had forgotten his bottle of water. He watched them walk away, holding hands. His heart beginning to crack inside him.