For the rest of the month of September, Hermione refused to talk to Ginny who so far had nearly equalled hermione in every subject, except History where Ginny like almost every other student in Professor Binn's class; fell asleep. Ron and Harry had made various attempts over the last two weeks to get the two to talk, but as Quidditch season loomed dangerously close overhead, the 3 sports fanatics of the foursome had little time left on their hands after homework and practice.

Professor McGonnagall posted the Gryfindor team on the notice board one dreary Saturday afternoon. Earning much of an exaggerated eye roll from Hermione who seemed for lack of better judgement, appalled, at the pure passion the other three held for the dangerous sport.

The piece of parchment proclaimed that Ginny, Dennis Creevey and Orlando Patil were to be the three chasers, while Daniel Lochery, a third year and Harvey Burbidge a 5th year were to be the two new beaters. Shockingly Harry and Ron remained as the other two vacant spots on the team. After reading this information, Harry's eyes led to the bottom of the page where the most important information was scrawled,

Captain- Ginny Weasley

The two out of three eyes travelled to the third's face, which was contorted in what could be perceived as a face of absolute shock, more so than when Ginny had first seen a deatheater or a dementor. A face which was for lack of a better word, comical. The silence was suddenly broken when Ginny let out an unimaginably pitched squeal and threw her arms around Harry's neck and her face was squeezed tightly into the crook of Harry's neck.

Harry stood there completely shocked, his face now mimicking what Ginny's had bee two seconds ago, as his arms moved to gently slide around her waist, securing her to him.

Almost as if she'd just realised who the person she was clinging to was, Ginny tilted her head back and slowly, deliberately removed her arms from around Harry's neck, not noticing the shudder that these actions roused from him.

"Sorry' bout that!" she mumbled before walking quietly to a couch and sitting down, her ears and cheeks going redder with every step she falteringly took.

"What was that about?" Harry whispered to Ron, who was looking at his beetroot of a sister who was now reading an upside down copy of Witch Weekly.

"That I think was her accidentally telling you something she didn't want to actually accidentally-"

"What?"

"Oh never mind, she is kinda red though, Where's George when you need him, he'd take a picture for sure!!!"

As the two boys sat quietly in a corner, discussing tactics, a conversation Ginny would have really been pleased to be a part of, Hermione's eyes repeatedly looked up from where she was doing her homework.

Hermione, after placing her quill neatly at the side of her scroll and replacing the inkpot lid, produced a small cough to raise Ginny's attention from the very interesting read of an upside down Witch Weekly, Ginny's face a rather unappealing match to her fiery hair, rose above the magazine, looking almost absurdly at Hermione.

"I want to apologise at how I've been acting. I suppose I've been rather unorthodox."

"Quite right you have...but I suppose I have too." Ginny answered meekly putting down the magazine.

"You don't have to think I'm competition Hermione, You'll always be smarter than me, but I've always been one of the best in MY year, and now that you're in my year too, I think maybe you need to respect that."

"I just never imagined you being smart, I mean with Ron, the insufferable git, as a brother, how could you!"

"Thanks, but really, someone had to get brains other than Percy! And don't forget it's you who loves that 'Insufferable' git!!"

Hermione's eyes narrowed playfully,

"Says YOU of all people." She said her eye rising to somewhere above Ginny's head.

"What?"

"You know what!" she said repeating the motion with her eyes.

Ginny turned her shoulders around to find her eyes locked with Harry's.

Her face turned red again.

"I did it again, didn't I?" she groaned, now facing Hermione.

"If you're referring to embarrassing yourself instead of going after what you really want, then yes, you did it again!"

Ginny groaned and slid down in her seat.

"I just don't know how to tell him!"

"I don't think you have to, I think you just let him know again besides, any idiot could see the way he looks at you. It's not hard to see he feels exactly the same."

This statement just earned a grunt from the immobile Ginny who had covered her face with both of her hands.

"Oh, for God's sake, just go and kiss him senseless!!"

Which only prodded a small squeak from Ginny before she got up and left the common room.

Harry was looking at Ginny reading her magazine; the Weird Sister's were looking weirder than ever, well from his viewpoint upside-down and around Ginny's shoulder. Ron was beside him talking avidly and drawing what looked like a very muddled mess of Quidditch plays on a spare scroll of parchment.

"You know just because your her brother, doesn't mean you can go all "Big-Brother" on her, she is the Quidditch captain."

"Yeh well you don't need to go all Mr. Nice-guy, defending on her just beca..."

"What?"

"You know, she still hasn't gotten over you."

"Who?" Harry said, sitting up straighter.

"You are the most obliviascious person I ever knew!!!! Ginny, you dimwit!!" Ron said the last part in a whisper.

"First of all Ron, that would have been quite a put-down but A) It's oblivious and B) She hasn't said anything to me." Harry's eyes travelled to the object of the ponderings, his eyes locking with hers as she turned to face their direction. He held the stare until she broke first, bright red and turned to face Hermione.

"Mate, it doesn't really matter, if you don't ask her first, Dennis over there will!!"

Harry glanced at Colin's sibling, a striking resemblance, who indeed was looking in Ginny's direction.

"What is it with the Creevey's!?!" Harry said, slumping in his chair.

"What is it with Hermione!?!" Ron asked, in a quick change of topic. Both boys watched as amazingly, Hermione talked avidly to Ginny with the almost forgotten twinkle in her eyes.

"-senseless!!"

"Or maybe she's just having a go at Ginny again, either which way she's hot!" Ron said dreamily.

'Spiders! Cockroaches! Voldemort!" Harry said making a dazed Ron snap to attention to notice a red-faced, embarrassed looking Ginny leave the common-room.

"Watchoo hafta do that for!" Ron asked, his voice still breaking slightly as he whined, even though he was nearly 18.

"As long as me and Ginny aren't making puppy eyes at each other, you can make them at Hermione elsewhere." He said smirking, before standing up and leaving the common-room.

"Then either I can make those looks all the time, or else I'm doomed" Ron muttered before joining Hermione on the couch, and removing the distraction of books from the table.

"But for now he isn't in the room!!" he thought smugly