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Rejection: A Double-Edged Sword	By : brooklynvtc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Guest Review: "Why did you have to bring that horrible Hosepipe Chang into the story? I hope that is the end of her. I hate her with a passion! If she is in the story anymore I will stop reading."
Did you really think that I was going to make Harry's life easy? As a writer, you have to know how to create drama. You can't just have one source of drama, otherwise the reader will get bored. A writer has to keep up with creating different angles of tension, coming from all sides. Cho creates a tension for Harry. That's the reason why I added her. And I know that people hate her. I hate her too, and that creates an emotion in the reader while they read. She's what you call, "love to hate" scenario.
She won't be primary in the story, but she will appear again. Sorry to disappoint, but this is my story... And I'm sad to have lost a reader, but I'm writing this for me, and not to cater to anyone else. I just thought that you should know, before you feel that you wasted your time reading more. That Cho will show up again.
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Chapter Eleven
Professor Slughorn's 'Slug Club' had been awkward, but definitely more bearable with Harry there to keep her company.
Throughout the entire luncheon, Slughorn would point out a random student and put them in the spotlight by asking them all sorts of questions.
It had been dull and boring and felt as though they had walked into a press conference.
But Harry would glance at her often, amusement gleaming in his green eyes, and a part of her would just... melt.
Then she would immediately shake that feeling away, but then Harry would glance her way again and...
It was a vicious cycle.
One that made Ginny feel glad once they had finally been allowed to leave.
So, both her and Harry exited the big compartment as fast as they could, and that was what they were doing right then, walking down the aisle.
They were both chatting about how their first Slug Club meeting went, as they approached Dean's compartment.
"That would be the compartment that Dean is in," Ginny pointed out the compartment ahead of them to Harry.
Harry merely grunted in response, before he sighed, "Well, I guess that I'll-"
He cut off when they got in front of the compartment window, only to find the little room empty.
Ginny frowned. "That's weird. He said that he would meet me later..."
Turning to face her with a beaming smile, Harry replied in a rather frantic, excitable way, "Come sit with me! I'm sure that Ron and Hermione will be done with their prefect duties soon! And, well, you can find Dean later rather than sitting in an empty compartment by yourself..."
Ginny hesitated for a mere moment, before she grinned wide and nodded. "That would be great, Harry, thanks!" She said, gratefully.
It wasn't long before they made it back to the compartment that Neville and Luna were in.
Harry opened the door with a dramatic flourish, and gestured for her to enter before him. She was puzzled by his odd behavior but found it humorous, all the same.
As she walked into the compartment, Harry boasted loudly to their friends, "Well, there weren't any slugs at the party, but I did find a rare breed of Ginger Gryffindor..."
Ginny snorted and hit him playfully in the stomach, which Harry grunted at, acting as though he were in pain.
"Being a 'Ginger Gryffindor' is hardly rare..." Ginny jibed with a giggle as she sat down, Harry quickly sitting next to her on the bench. "Unless you had forgotten that I have six older brothers that were placed in Gryffindor, and all happen to have red hair."
She stuck her tongue out at Harry, and he chuckled, before turning her attention to Luna and Neville. "Hey, guys."
Luna smiled at her serenely, but Neville, to Ginny's amusement, was still avoiding looking at her in the eye, embarrassed as he was.
"Hello, Ginny," Luna greeted back to her, "Have you come to share your findings on the Bongdaloo seeds? Are they as effective as they seem?"
As Luna's face was lit with Ravenclaw intrigue, Harry's jovial face melted into confusion, as he turned curious eyes towards Ginny. "What's a Bongdaloo seed?"
Ginny felt herself redden. How was it that she always found herself in embarrassing situations involving Harry? "I-it's nothing..."
Giving her a pointed look, Harry replied with a crossing of his arms, "Your cheeks tell a different story, Miss Weasley..."
Neville chose that moment to speak up, "Seriously, mate," He said to Harry, "You don't want-"
"It's what Ginny used to grow her chest," Luna chimed in, interrupting Neville's warning, "Surely you noticed the changes in Ginny, Harry. Unless you've gotten temporarily blinded by a Raku Bat, which the effects will last up to five years..."
A Weasley red flamed all over Harry's face, matching Ginny and Neville perfectly.
Then Neville stood abruptly, so quick that he almost tripped over himself to get to the door. "I've gotta go, er... somewhere else... eh, I mean, to find the food cart!"
And then he bolted out the door, and Luna stood to follow him – completely oblivious to the mortification that she caused in her friends. "I should really join him, I've wanted to try some Peppermint Pig Snouts for hours now..."
Then Luna left through the door, leaving behind the two blushing, silent Gryffindor students.
What exactly was there to say after something like that?
Surely, Harry had noticed that she now had breasts! He had caught her in nothing but her bra for Merlin's sake!
She sneaked a peek over at Harry through the corner of her eye, only to find him staring intently at the floor...
Well, he obviously wasn't going to say anything... So, it was up to Ginny.
"I, er... I mean, uhh," Very smooth, Ginny... "What I mean to say, is that I-I didn't use the, uhh... you know, to grow my, uhh..."
"Chest...?" Harry offered, with a whisper. His eyes still avoided hers, staring at the empty bench in front of them.
Stunned at hearing him say anything at this time, it took her a moment to respond.
"Yeah," Ginny acquiesced, "So, we can just drop the whole matter, now that you know..."
Ginny wracked her brain, thinking of anything to say to change the subject. But it turned out that she didn't have to, as Harry finally seemed to have snapped out of his embarrassment just enough to offer a new topic of conversation.
"So, I hear that Gwenog Jones just recruited a new player..." Harry said, awkward at first, but his voice built the more that he spoke.
Ginny was shocked. A fact obvious by the widened look on her face.
"Y-you follow the Holyhead Harpies?!" She asked, surprise and awe in her voice. Her embarrassment entirely forgotten.
Harry smirked, "What? Did you think that I was a fan of the Chudley Cannons? And what kind of crazy bloke would I be not to like to watch a Quidditch team full of fantastic, expert-playing women?"
Ginny laughed uproariously at that, and Harry quickly joined in. "Tell that to my brother! Chudley Cannons... What a crock!"
It took them a while to settle down from their fits of laughter, and when they did, Ginny eagerly turned to him and leaned forward in her seat. "So, tell me all about the new recruit!"
And Harry did. He told her all about the new player that went by the nickname, 'The Invisible Owl'...
"You know, because she is apparently so fast, that she is invisible." Harry explained. "She's only a reserve chaser, now. But I'm guessing that she has a lot of promise, the way that Gwenog talks about her to the Prophet..."
Ginny nodded, intently interested. "That's the way that Gwenog works. She doesn't just let anyone on the team. They have to start out on the reserves... gotta prove themselves first."
Cocking his head, Harry studied her seriously for a long moment. Long enough for Ginny to twitch uncomfortably under his gaze. Which was too deep… too green… too beautiful… For some reason, she found them unbearable to look at for a long period of time.
"What?" She asked, self-conscious.
"Nothing," Harry reassured, finally blinking away the long look he had been giving her. "It's only that it seems as though you've studied a lot on how Gwenog handles her players, is all..."
Ginny flushed from his observation, finally understanding where his head had been. "You noticed that, huh?" She asked, as she tucked a stray strand of her red hair behind her ear.
Harry merely nodded, an inquisitive look in his eye.
"I just want..." Ginny blurted, "I mean, I really think that I might be able to, that is..."
His lips pressed together in suppressing a smile. "You're not making any sense, Gin."
"I just really want to play Quidditch! " Ginny exclaimed, and flushed deeply at the desperation and volume of her voice, "Professionally, that is..."
And then she waited for him to outright laugh in her face.
But he didn't laugh, instead he stared at her appraisingly.
"Gin! You would be perfect for that!" Harry exclaimed, genuine excitement lit up in his eyes.
"Are you sur- I mean, do you really think so?" Ginny asked, relieved that he didn't find the idea ridiculous or even funny. She also felt honored that Harry, the youngest seeker in a century, thought that she had enough talent to go professional.
Harry bobbed his head eagerly, "Absolutely! The way you played last year when you covered for me after my Quidditch ban... You were bloody brilliant!" The way that he said this to her, made her know for a fact that it was all true for him. That he wasn't just making up a lie to make her feel good for a short while.
He actually believed in her.
For once, she wasn't being coddled and treated like a little kid. Instead of telling her that professional Quidditch was too dangerous - like her entire family had done for her merely riding a broom while growing up - Harry was encouraging her! It meant more to her than he would ever know.
"Does this mean that I have a chance to make it on the Quidditch team this year, Captain?" She asked, with a hint in her voice and a shy smile.
Flabbergasted, Harry sputtered his reply, "Are you kidding?! I've already designed some plays with you specifically in mind, Gin!"
Ginny couldn't hold back her response to hearing this. It was as though her upper body leapt forward of its own accord, her arms went around his neck and wrapped Harry in a tight embrace.
He seemed to be stunned at the sudden contact, before he relaxed and wrapped his own arms around her back, constricting to bring her closer.
And it was at that moment, the compartment door opened with a loud bang.
The action was so abrupt and noisy, that they both couldn't help jumping back, startled.
"Get your hands off of my girlfriend, Potter!"
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