Oh sweet Ginny

Harry had never really thought about her, the way... No Harry had never really thought about her at all!

How could my mind of just pass over her like she was nothing? I mean now, oh now I can really see her. Well she was always there and well sometimes she annoyed me but I never disliked her. Now I am just wondering how in this great world could I have not of seen her sooner.

Harry was lying awake in his bed with his hands behind his head, it was usually the way he laid when he was thinking but tonight he had been thinking about something he had never thought about before. And he was shocked on so many levels that he had quit lost track of what he was thinking about all together.

Oh why am I even thinking this, and with her brother in the next bed, what if he were to find out that I wanted to ask her out? No, no I would never, would I? But oh she is so butiful now that she has grown into herself. And she is only a year younger than me; I mean it's not that big of a difference is it?

It was late in the night and he was tired, but for some reason he couldn't get her out of his head to go to sleep. He ended up just dreaming about her instead.

The next morning to Harry's surprise he wasn't that tired, his dreams had been very restful.

His fifth year wasn't turning out that bad, Malfoy was lightning up on him a little (now that him and Hermione were going out) it weirded out Harry at first but then he came to peace realizing that he trusted Hermione to make the right choices.

Once that he was dressed and ready to go, him and Ron stepped out of there room together. Ron had always been a good friend to him and he didn't want to ruin that.

When they got out into the Gryffindore common room every one was still waking up. Then from across the room he spotted her.

Oh my sweet, sweet Ginny. I only wish that you knew how I feel about you. And once more he stole a look at her, not long enough for him though. Why do I want to just go over there and kiss her? What if Ron were reading my mind right now what would he do?!?!

With that he went out and down to breakfast.

Down a breakfast it was noisy as usual and he saw Malfoy and Hermione stealing looks at each other, across the tables.

Eww!

I said that he had come to peace never did I said that he was completely over the whole thing. He still hated Malfoy and Malfoy was still a little spiteful towards Harry (even though Hermione had asked him to be a little kinder to her friends).

Harry was now scanning the Griffindore table for Ginny.

Oh there she is sitting with some other fourth years. I remember my fourth year, that was when I was in the tournament, and oh yes that was the year of the ball. Last year seems so far away now, so much has happened.

"What's wrong, you have been kind of out of it all morning?" questioned Ron

"Oh nothing just thinking about" said Harry stopping in mid sentence

"What are you thinking about?"

"Did you realize that Ginny is only a year younger than us, I mean she is a Fourth year now. She isn't ten any more. It seems like just yesterday she was begging your mom to go on the Hogwarts express."

"Why are you talking about my sister? Is she what you have been thinking about all day?!?!"