I got shunted forwards through the crowd, clutching Dean's hand we managed to break away and find a snug little broom cupboard. We closed the door behind us, grinning stupidly. Dean rested his hands on my small shoulders and I stared deep into his brown eyes.
"Good that your brother's not here to interrupt us," Dean grinned.
"I wouldn't bet on that," I muttered, Ron had always shown up when I had gone off with my boyfriend.
Dean laughed, "well maybe we should make this moment last."
I cringed at his cheesiness. "Maybe," was all I could respond.
Then, Dean grabbed me, he pulled me into a curl-your-toes, send shivers down your spine sort of kiss. Passionate and rough, he ran his hands all over my back. His hands went into my hair and he ran his fingers madly through it, tangling and scrunching. He shoved his tongue into my mouth and I leapt back.
"Sorry!" He cried, "I am so sorry, I thought it was right..." he trailed off awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.
"No, I'm sorry," I mumbled, "I'm being a baby, it was actually very nice."
Dean smiled modestly and pulled me in again, I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck and he lifted me off the ground in enthusiasm, then the door flung open.
"GINNY!" My brother Ron roared, his ears as red as his hair.
I jumped away from Dean and turned on my brother, "what the hell are you doing?" I hiss, "did you follow us."
Ron bypassed red and turned maroon, "no!" He yelped, but I could tell he was lying. Surreptitiously, I glanced around for Harry, hoping to god he wasn't there.
"You liar," I spat furiously, "you can't stand the fact that I have a great relationship and you don't!"
Ron grabbed my arm and yanked me from the cupboard, he didn't let go as he dragged me back up to Gryffindor tower, grunted the password to the Fat Lady and pulled me into the common room. My eyes searched around for Harry, he wasn't there. He sometimes went away for the night and hardly ever returned before midnight.
"Ron!" I shrieked, not caring about the heads that turned to watch. "How dare you interrupt me? How dare you treat me like a baby? You're so pathetic! I can't believe you!"
"I'm pathetic?" Ron yelled, "me? You're the one who's a- a -"
"A what?" I screamed, "what exactly am I?"
"A -" Ron said something that made several people gasp in shock and indignation.
"WHAT? How can you call me that. YOU MAKE ME SICK! HOW CAN YOU EVEN DARE TO LOOK AT ME?"
I turned on my heel and stormed off, even though Ron yelled at me to come back. I stomped up to the dormitory, flung the door open and slammed it behind me so hard that dust fell from the ceiling.
"Ginny?" Said Lisa, a fellow Gryffindor fifth year, "what's wrong?"
"My brother," I grumbled, "he caught me and Dean having a snogging session and he wasn't happy."
Lisa pulled a sympathetic face, "where exactly were you...with Dean?"
"A broom cupboard," I replied, "Ron followed us."
Lisa giggled slightly, "your brother's a bit of a snoop."
I laughed slightly, unable to help myself. "He hates that I snog people because he's never snogged anyone. But, tomorrow's a weekend so Dean and I can find a secluded corner in the grounds with no one to bother us."
