"Who Would've Thought?"

Chapter 2

Ginny's POV

Well, there goes my Hogsmeaded trips on Saturday! That git got me into detention with him! Hermione and Luna started to realize that I was pretty pissed so they asked as we were eating in the Great Hall.

"Ginny, why are you so upset?" Hermione gently said.

"Maybe I'd be happier if I didn't have detention with that slimey git every Saturday until Christmas break" I muttered

"We were pretty surprised that Harry got you detention with him. He must really like you" Luna said.

"What! He doesn't like me! He just flirts with any girl he sees" I replied.

"But don't you think he is just flirting with every girl he sees, as a distraction because he really likes you," Hermione added.

I never thought about it that way. What if he did like me? Would I like him back? 

All those thoughts came rushing into my head like a tornado.

I must be going crazy. What would he see in me? What do I even see in him? I bet Hermione's wrong.

~~~~Later that day~~~~~~

Harry's POV

Ugh, she probably hates me even more now! I really do like her. She is so beautiful, smart, feisty, kind- well at least to people other than me.

Maybe I can try asking my dad for some advice.

I went up to my dad's portrait that Sirius had given me before he passed away decided to give it a go.

"Dad?"

"Harry!" the portrait replied back

"Dad! You responded!" I said

"Of course I did! What do you want to talk about, son?"

"Well umm actually... -"

"This is about a girl isn't it!" the picture happily squealed.

"How did you know!?" I replied.

"I've got my ways... Lily! Harry wants some advice about girls!"

Just like that, another person appeared in the frame, my mum.

"Oh good lord, please don't do what your father did! He used to flirt with me all the time and it was so annoying. He gave me some hard times. I'm sure you'll be fine, sweetheart, just try not to mess things up." my mum in the picture said.

"Hehe funny umm...-" I stuttered

"You ended up doing exactly what I just told you not to do, correct?" my mum said in a voice where she might just burst out laughing.

"Yes!" I said giving up, as my mum and dad did in fact burst out laughing.

"Well you are a Potter," my dad said.

"Help! I really like this girl and she hates my guts! I even got her detention with me!" Just then the door burst open, and in the doorway stood Ginny Weasley.

I quickly hid the picture frame underneath my pillows, but my father just had to say something

"Oh, a redhead! Potters are always a sucker for redheads!" said my father's muffled voice.

shit 

"What in the world was that!?" Ginny said.

"Oh um nothing, wait why are you doing here?" I asked.

"Ron told me to get his jumper."

"Oh um bye then. See you at detention!"

"Right, so looking forward to it," she said in an obvious sarcasm in her voice. With that, she took Ron's jumper of his bed and left.

"Wow you're in trouble, I can tell she really hates you just by her voice!" my dad said as I uncovered the frame from the pillows.

"James!" my mother yelled at him.

"Sorry kiddo, but it's true"

"I know I really messed things up."

"Just be yourself, Harry," my mum said softly.

"well being myself hasn't worked out so great, if you haven't noticed," I said.

"Your mum's right, Harry just be yourself," my dad said.

With that, my mum disappeared back into her own frame, and both parents stayed still.