Ginny Weasley and the Female Crew

Episode 21: Heart-fluttering surprise

Yes, I ran into Dean Thomas on my way to class. I know you guys wanted me to mention Harry all the time and how Dean was the bad guy. No, actually. Remember, I chose to date him. Not back then, of course, as I was still with Michael, but yeah. 

Anyway, I was really jumpy and by jumpy, I mean jumpy. For a second, I was expecting death eaters. "Hey Dean ", I said between breaths, giving a polite smile. "How are you doing?"

"Fine", he replied politely. He said it so quietly, I could only read his lips and we were shoved by the mob of students trying to get from class to class. Why was he talking to me? I mean, I saw him with Ron and Seamus often so I never saw him alone.

"Anyway, " he began awkwardly as he walked with me to my class. "I, uh, I kinda looked at your profile. WizFriends, I mean. Neville showed me."

"He is a subscriber", I half joked. Neville and I loved WizFriends and bonded over how nobody would subscribe to our profiles. Not that I really cared. Neville's had vids about how plants are and how mind boggling hogwarts was. Mine on the other hand, were either of my friends or quidditch.

Dean laughed playfully. "Yeah, I really like your profile. I even sent you a friend request and showed Seamus your stuff".

Finally, someone who actually saw me as myself instead of Ron's little sister. I looked at Dean for a second and actually noticed how attractive he was. His smooth chocolate skin to the curly hair. I mentally slapped myself. You're with Michael, you're with Michael.

"Anyway, that's all I wanted to say", he paused before taking in my smudged eyeshadow. "Ginny, you okay?"

"I'm fine, Dean", I lied without hesitation. I was expecting Dean to immediately call my bluff, but instead he just shrugged.

"Alright", he said in a calm, but unconvinced tone. "But listen, if you ever need help, you know who to call. Anyway, I have a profile now so you can meet me in the chatroom or collab on a vid."

I let out a laugh. It was nice to talk to someone even if it was for a brief moment. Dean gave a mock bow, before walking away causing me to laugh harder.

I walked into Charms class with a better mindset. It was only Gryffindors for this one, yet I only saw Mandy who saved me a seat next to her. As Flitwick began, Mandy whispered in my ear "Missy and Cate fought in the hallway".

"What?!", I shout-whispered. I knew Cate and Missy fought a lot. Missy would often try to pick a fight and Cate being the passionate one would naturally deliver. But for some reason, I expected Missy to go softer on Cate.

"Missy tried to comfort Cate but she ended up saying something out of hand and then Cate shoved her and Missy shoved her until finally, Cate got punched in the nose. Fortunately, it was crowded so none of the teachers saw anything, but it was bad. Mandy got her arms and legs dislocated and Cate's nose bled. Of course, it didn't break but still..at least nobody died", Mandy said in a cheery, actual voice which was her way of trying to lighten the mood, something that obviously didn't work.

I chose that time to pay close attention to Flitwick's lecture which obviously was as slow as History of Magic. I loved Charms but it was a rather dull lesson today. After that, I went back to the Gryffindor common room before dinner. When I got there, there were so many teens whispering. No doubt about Harry, of course. In a way, I was somewhat relieved that Harry wasn't exactly there.

Finally, I saw a happy looking Neville Longbottom come out of the portrait hole. "Hey, Ginny", he greeted me happily.

Neville was one of my best guy friends and actually my first date and first kiss. While we never were an item, we did get along quite well.

"Hey, Neville. How was class?"

"Fine. Glad I can finally memorize a password", he sighed happily. "Anyway, did you hear about DADA?"

"Yeah, I heard", I replied awkwardly. I didn't know how to talk about the ministry's policies, especially with someone like Neville.

"So, did you hear about what Lavender's doing this year?", he changed the subject. Thank god. "She's starting this Health class. You know how she is."

Lavender Brown was one of those people who are probably going to be life coaches when they grow up. She's tough and aggressive, but we love her anyway. Before you say anything, Witches and wizards do indeed pay attention to health care. 

"Odd", I said slowly.

"I agree", Neville added before pausing for a brief moment. "Wanna go?"

"Hell yes, what time?",  I asked eagerly. I just was curious to see how it was going to go. Neville was going to and Mandy could be dragged with me. I could make no promises for everyone else. Luna would go on and on about nargles and how they impact mental health (I'm not saying she's wrong but still). And of course, I wasn't sure what Cate and Lisa thought about the subject.

Neville didn't miss a beat. "Wednesday, at ten after lights out."

I beamed. Finally something good happening today. "It's a date."

"Sure", he stammered before walking out.

"Well, well, well, little sis", George's voice rang behind me, mockingly. "You get along rather quick."

I turned around to see Fred and George staring at me very amused. I suddenly got defensive, wondering why on earth were they picking on me?

"Shouldn't you be picking on Ron?", I sneered, not amused at all and it made them grin. 

"Weren't you mooning over Harry?", Fred teased.

"Harry, I love you, Harry I do", George joined.

"When we're apart, my heart beats only for you", they crooned together.

"I think you guys have lost your touch", I said in a casual voice. If there was one thing that could scare off the twins, it was a bad joke.

George frowned. "What do you mean?"

"You did that before last year, Quidditch World Cup only it was Viktor I love you", I explained, watching the boys pale with horror. 

I smiled a sweet innocent smile. "Now, stop teasing me about my love life, and I won't give you my bat bogey hex. You wouldn't want to be on the end of it again, do you?"

The boys hurried away, clearly afraid of what I just threatened. A bunch of cowards really.