Melanie left Harry standing the middle of the corridor with Lavenders arms draped around him as she looked up at him with a somewhat smug expression, Chasing after her best friend. She followed the redhead all the way back up to the Gryffindor tower, past Hermione and Ron and into the Girls Dorms.

"Ginny wait up! Gin! It's me!" Melanie called, Hermione and Ron watching them with concern etched onto their faces, and only just avoiding collision with a first year.

She saw Ginny dart into the dorm and slam the door behind her, taking a deep breath Melanie came to a stop outside the door; she knocked and slowly entered the room. Instantly Melanie's eyes landed on Ginny, who was lying in a ball on her bed sobbing, or so she assumed by the shaking shoulders.

"Gin," Melanie said softly sitting down beside Ginny, placing her hand on her friends back. "Harry's being a prat, I'm sure he wouldn't just start kissing Lavender, I mean, really, he has taste." Melanie said, knowing that now was the time to comfort, later would be the huge bitch session.

Once Ginny had calmed down she and Melanie could be found sitting on her bed, with a huge case of different muggle ice creams, a box of chocolate frogs and many bottles of butterbeer. A healthy breakfast.

"Back in the muggle world, whenever I was upset I used to do this. Just pig out, makes ya feel better," Melanie said waving a spoonful of ice cream around, before shoving it into her mouth with a look of delight.

"I shouldn't be upset though, it's not like me and Harry are actually dating or anything," Ginny grumbled, and then bit down on her spoon of ice cream. "Oh Merlin, this stuff is heavenly, what is it?" Ginny asked savouring the taste.

"Cookie dough, Ben and Jerry's, best ice cream in the muggle world," Melanie answered automatically, and with an air of knowledge about all things ice cream about her. "Actually most muggle sweets I prefer, though this butterbeer is really good."

"Indeed," Ginny said then sighed heavily. "What does Lavender have that I don't?" Ginny asked as she looked into the mirror opposite her bed, and frowned.

"It's not what she has but who she is, which just so happens to be a slag, I mean, Gin, she threw herself at Harry and I'm pretty sure it was only because he is famous. And I am telling you now, Harry wouldn't date her," Melanie insisted feeling slightly annoyed; alright Lavender was ok until she started to get with Harry, in Melanie's books anyway. No one should be messing with Harry, especially when Melanie had her heart set on him being with someone else. A certain small redhead who was her best friend, perhaps.

"Y'know Melanie if Lavender catches word of any of this you're in for it. Mind you, I'd like to see her try," Ginny giggled, picturing a fight between Lavender and Melanie, and knowing who would win already.

"Well I don't fit in with the average student here, I mean honey I have blue streaks in my hair, I won't try and fit in for that girl's sake," Melanie said rebelliously. Oh she was indeed going to ruffle a few feathers. However the next morning when Ginny and Melanie walked down to the Great Hall it was only to have Lavender walk up to then and shock the hell out of them both.

"I'm really sorry Ginny, I know you like Harry, I mean I don't blame you, actually I wouldn't blame you for having a huge bitch about me, but I swear I wasn't trying to get him, I really wasn't. You see I kinda like Seamus, and well he's been so hooked up over well you, Melanie, that I thought if I could make him see me with Harry he would be more interested," Lavender admitted, blushing slightly as she 'fessed up to the girls.

"I-I don't know what you're on about. I'm with Dean," Ginny said quickly, too quickly. The blush was enough give away as it was. There was no hope.

"Ginny I think even Dean can see you're all hung up about Harry, but you're hot so he'll stick it out," Lavender said and smiled at the two girls. "But I gotta go, and good luck Gin!" She called then ran off out of the great hall.

"Oh this is horrible!" Ginny groaned, then dragged herself to the Gryffindor table, and plopped down beside Hermione, looking decidedly down.

"What's wrong, Ginny?" Hermione asked, but in such a way Ginny got the feeling Hermione knew exactly what was wrong, so Ginny settled for a well placed growl instead of a proper answer. It seemed to get the message across.

"Ah Harry, I should have guessed," Hermione said grinning with amusement. "He'll be down soon you know, oh and Dean is staring at you so intently that I'm sure he believes that it will just make all your clothes disappear." Ginny looked scandalised at the suggestions from Hermione.

"He does not!" she exclaimed, then looked at the hungry expression on Dean's face. "Ok maybe he does."

With a groan she let her head fall back onto the table, and wonder how she even managed to herself into this position in the first place, and knowing that the Dean and her things was seriously starting to fizzle out.

"Morning Harry!" Melanie suddenly called out as Harry entered the Great Hall "Ron, dearest, love you like a brother, but seriously, I think you've forgotten something." Melanie said giggling at Ron who was still half asleep, and trudging reluctantly to them.

"Wha' did I forget?" Ron asked sleepily, rubbing furiously at his eyes.

"You're flying low," Melanie pointed out sniggering; Ron obviously not getting it shook his head and reached for the food closest. "Oh someone please tell the boy!" Melanie exclaimed, throwing her hands into the air and shaking her head.

Harry who understood was rolling around laughing his head off, and Hermione was holding a book up in front of her face, but her shoulders were shaking with silent laughter.

"What's so funny?" Ginny asked, finally picking her head up from the table, and looking at Melanie with confusion.

Melanie shook her head.

"Ron your zipper," Melanie drawled, finally taking pity on the fool.

"What about it," Ron asked between mouthfuls of food.

"It is flying low." Ron looked at Melanie strangely and then dropped his fork and started tugging at his trousers, the surrounding Gryffindors who had been listening in all fell about laughing as Ron flushed bright red.

"You could've tol-"

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