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Ginny waited for him to call on Friday and nothing.
Maybe he didn't want the same kind of commitment as her and she would take a deep breath and force herself to say that everything was fine. I mean, they'd known each other for a month. Was it a strong connection? No doubt about it. But they were young and perhaps liked each other in a more platonic way.
As she brushed her teeth at breakfast, she remembered something that could have made her sleep a little more peacefully: Fridays were Harry's family dinner days.
He could have called after dinner, but maybe he was busy. All was not lost.
“Ginevra” Ron's voice woke her from her trance as she rinsed her mouth. “Phone. Apparently, Harry only calls you now.”
“Are you jealous, Ronald?” she managed to say, despite the rapid pace of her heart that might have been audible on the other side of the world. “And what do you mean he only calls me? It's the first time he's called me.”
“He called you twice yesterday,” Ronald muttered. “But the line was busy.”
“He. Called me. TWICE yesterday.” Ginny tried to control her breathing. She didn't know if she was more excited or angry with Ronald. “YOU WERE ON THE LINE WITH LAVENDER AND I ONLY FOUND OUT ABOUT IT NOW? DON’T YOU KNOW HOW TO TAKE A NOTE? OR I DON’T KNOW HOW TO BE A CONSIDERATE HUMAN BEING?”
“You're turning into the Incredible Hulk.” Ronald turned away in fear. “I was actually talking to Hermione, me and Lavender are done.”
“I want to know about another chapter in the soap opera that is your life when I'm not busy with my own,” Gin muttered, smiling at her brother. “If Harry thinks I didn't want to talk to him because of you, I'll torture and then kill you.”
“No threats of death before lunch, Ginevra and Ronald.”
“Yes, Mom,” they said in unison.
Ginny ran to the phone and took a deep breath before answering.
“Hello?”
“Gin?”
“Hey! I'm sorry I didn't return your calls yesterday, that jerk Ronald only told me about them today.”
“I figured, he spent about fifteen minutes telling me what a bad friend I was for wanting to date his sister. That sisters and mothers are off limits.”
“Yeah, leave my mom alone.”
"I only have eyes for one Weasley”.
“Well, the Weasley family doesn't have that many female options... So it's either me or Aunt Muriel.”
"HAHAHAHA of course it is and... Well, I read the letter. And I'm sorry for the mess up, my brain was telling me one thing, my instinct was telling me another and in the end, the evil Harry won the battle... I thought it was impossible that you liked me... That you thought I was one of Ron's silly friends. And he told me that you dated one of his friends and I... Well, you already know what happened.”
“I can't say that I liked the whole situation and the fact that you didn't trust me to confess these things. I thought it was a very ingenious idea of yours to do the double agent AHAHHAHA. Ingenious and a bad idea.”
“It wasn't my best moment, but I loved being by your side, watching things with you and talking...”
“Me too. I really like you.”
"And I really like you too"
“I loved the CD, maybe my family is having similar reactions to Don't Speak, but with Don't Look Back in Anger. My mother threatened to destroy my CD player.”
“But it’s such a good song!”.
“I know, right!”
“When are we going to listen to the CD together and watch Dirty Dancing? Or would you prefer a formal first date with dinner and a movie?”
[“I'll be right there, Mom, just let me say goodbye, please? Yes, I'm talking to Harry, Mrs. Molly!” Gin took a deep breath, trying to cover the phone. “No, we're not dating yet. I'll ask him if he wants to come for dinner next week”.]
“Sorry, the Weasleys don't understand the concept of PRIVACY.”
“I'd love to come to dinner next week...”
“Oh, you heard that”
“Yes, I also heard the part about us not dating yet”
“Well, it’s the truth.”
“I intend to correct that soon.”
“Oh, really?”
“As soon as you tell me when our first date will be.”
“ You think you’ll make me your girlfriend after one date?”
“Well, you never had a date with me.”
“Doesn't the fiasco at the ice cream parlor count?”
“No, that was Harry Lupin, but don't tell that to Remus Lupin”
“I got that, Harry Potter”.
“I can hear your mother calling you again... Can we talk later or tomorrow on ICQ?”
“I’ll be there, look for RedFury”
“If someone called FosterBoy80 calls you for a chat, you should answer.”
“I’ll think about it, Lover Boy”
“See you tomorrow, Gin”
“See ya, Fosti.”