Disclaimer: JK Rowling is a legend… I do not own her epic pieces of literature…. BUT I do own THIS ball of string… it is my ball of string and anyone who tries to take it will face me with a blunt axe.

! Hello there Harry Potter fans! This is my first Harry Potter fiction but I'm not new to writing. I've done some beta runs for other parts of the site feel free to look them up!

First of all constructive critisim is welcomed, straight out abuse will end up with me getting a bit ratty towards you and yes I'm talking to you sanity!

So here we go enjoy!

Obliviously Correct

Chapter 1: The Wager

Ginny's POV

She couldn't fool me. It was that simple, Hermione Granger could cast spells that would make a troll weep, she could use logic to outwit the cleverest of bowtruckles and she could send a glare that could stab a man within twenty yards. And yet she could not fool me with this tiny aspect.

She kept throwing glances at my dim witted semi literate brother Ronald thinking nobody noticed. The amusing thing was that half the bloody school knew that they both had a crush on each other.

My brother I could understand being late on figuring it out. I mean for one he was male. This immediately made him slow on matters of the heart; secondly he was my brother so he was more likely to act out of temper than he was out of love. And finally he was Ron, which meant that when it came to the brains of Britain contest he would rank lower than last.

Hermione should have realised that dropping subtle hints for Ron to pick up was like trying to get the ministry of magic to not talk pure bull all the time. It could not be done.

It pained me to see that the more Hermione let on that she liked Ron the less he seemed to respond, some days I just wanted to slap his silly gormless face for not seeing what's right in front of him.

Well what was right in front of him now was none other than the wonderfully cute but equally oblivious Harry Potter. Harry was somewhat brighter with girls than Ron was, I mean it took him little time to work out that I had crushed on him since I met him and he was a totally gentleman about the whole scenario.

Had it been Ron he would have gone up to the girl and asked outright "Do you fancy me" wiggling his eyebrows like some demented dog wagging it's tail.

Well I had enough of watching and waiting for Ron to give his head a wobble and ask Hermione out.

It was time for action, and the first action to take was to convince Hermione to emerge from the library and to convince Ron to stop starting rows for five friggin minutes.

"Hey Ginny what's wrong you seem out of it today?" Harry asked in his sweetly gently tone.

"Oh nothing" I responded not looking at him. Harry sighed.

"Seriously Gin what's wrong I know when your lying." He said, I was shocked.

"How?" I asked curiosity getting the better of my cautiousness.

"You go quiet, I mean you quiet is like Fred and George being quiet it's just wrong" he joked, I punched him in the ribs.

Harry chuckled lightly making the heat rise in my face.

"Alright so I want to get Ron to take his head from up his arse and ask Hermione out" I admitted. Harry grinned and looked at me.

"Fancy playing match maker?" Harry asked raising his eyebrow.

I smirked before replying flirtingly.

"Yes, yes I do" Harry raised his other eyebrow.

"Miss Weasley I do belief I'm in love with you" Harry joked. I giggled blushing.

"Your potty Potter" I teased noting how a pink tinge had arrived on Harry's well defined cheeks.

"Well let's go for it then" Harry declared making sure that Ron and Hermione were well out of earshot.

I agreed on the condition that we make a bet.

"What kind of bet because you know I don't want money involved not after last time" Harry mutter darkly.

"Ok I bet that I can get Hermione to admit her feelings first" Ginny proclaimed proudly.

Harry smirked.

"No chance, Hermione's not the sort of girl to do it. More chance of Ron doing it, alright I bet I can get Ron to admit his feelings first." Harry offered.

"Alright your on, if you lose, you have to do everything and anything I ask you to do for me for a month" I said wickedly.

Harry looked a little taken aback but agreed.

"Ok the same applies for you" Harry smirked.

"Deal" I said offering my hand nervous at the touch of his.

I flushed when he grasped mine gently as we shook, my hand must have been very sweaty but his seemed mildly humid.

Harry hurried after his best friends to class, and I turned to my friends who were waiting outside the charms corridor.

Harry was just as useless as Ron at reading girls. If he won this bet I knew I'd end up doing his homework for a month but if I won and I would make sure I did. He would have to take me somewhere private and we would go on a date. If it killed me I would set Hermione and Ron up and I would also bag me a Potter.

I glanced over my shoulder at Harry's retreating back, I couldn't help but stand and ogle a little causing my friends to giggle.

"Hey Gin put your eyes back in your sockets for a few more minutes and maybe you won't drown us in dribble" Hannah teased.

"I'm sure she was just watching the Wratsprouts that were circling the area around Ron and his friends, it would explain why he has a vague look about him" Luna put her usual odd input into the forum.

"He always has a vague look about him Luna, if his jumper didn't have Ron stitched onto the front he'd forget his bloody name" I said causing us all to chuckle lightly.

Well I was rather happy with my first Chapter but what you lot think. Sorry I can't here you muttering press the review button for me to hear you hehe. So until I update if it's worth doing this is The Lone Wolf signing off and heading to the pub. Awooooooooo!