AN: This story was written for Mangagirl’s Summary Challenge!
“I swear Hermione, he doesn’t even notice me! At least not as girl much less one he would want to date. I bet all he sees when he looks at me is Ron’s little sister, or brother I should say.” I said exasperatedly to the brown haired Hermione sitting next to me at the dinner table as I stared at the boy of my affections, Harry Potter.
“Ginny, You don’t need a guy to be happy,” Hermione began. “I mean look at me, I’m perfectly happy even though that bimbo of a brother you’ve got still doesn’t recognize me as a girl.”
“I know I don’t need him to be happy, but can you really sue me for wanting him?” I asked her wistfully.
“No, not really,” she said as she looked down the table where Ron was sitting.
I know I should be grossed out and all, I mean it is my brother she’s been lusting after, but I really hoped that Ron would grow out of his stupidity and ask her out before he loses her for good. Hermione and I have never been the best of friends but lately, I have been growing closer to her and shying away from my own fifth year friends. One reason being that I knew Hermione would actually be able to keep a secret until like my other friends. Plus she actually knew what I was going through since both the guys we like are currently chasing after different girls; Harry chasing that Ravenclaw Cho Chang, and Ron chasing Lavender Brown. Honestly, there was no competition for me when it comes to Ron and girls, I would much prefer the bookish Hermione to the whorish Lavender.
Annoyed with myself for staring after Harry for so long, I began to take interest in my food. The unfortunate thing about having six brothers is that I didn’t always remember my table manners and scarfed down my food in a manner that could probably compete with Ron. I flushed a scarlet red, which completely clashed with my hair, as Hermione stared at me with disgust written all over her face. It was in that moment, that I let out a very unladylike burp and flushed an ever darker shade of red.
“Oops,” I said, “excuse me.”
“And you wonder why Harry sees you as a boy,” Hermione chided. “Maybe if you act more like a girl he will see you as one.”
My only response to her was sticking my tongue out, though I made sure to do it real lady-like, if there is such a thing. I watched as Hermione daintily dabbed at a spot on her mouth and I had to choke back a scoff at her behavior, and she thought I was the weird one. After dinner, the two of us walked back to Gryffindor Tower together, mostly in silence until Hermione grabbed a hold of my arm.
“I don’t know why I didn’t think of it before,” Hermione exclaimed as she pulled me off to the side. “My mum once told me about this plan she had used to get my dad, and look at them now- happily married! I think she called it the five step plan. I’m sure if I owled her she would tell me all about it.”
“It’s worth a shot,” I told her though I was skeptical that it would work.
As soon as we made it back to the common room, Hermione ran up the stairs to the girls’ dormitory in order to write the letter asking her mum about the five step plan. I sunk down on the overstuffed red couch, trying to figure out why I agreed to this silly plan and how it would help me get Harry Potter, the chosen one. Hermione ran across the common room, a piece of parchment in one hand, and made her way to the owlry. Fifteen minutes later, Hermione came back through the common room, stopping right in front of me.
“It’s done,” she said smiling at me, “by breakfast, or lunch at the latest, I should have a response from my mum.”
“That’s great,” I told her through my teeth as I forced a smile upon my face. Now there was no way out of this mess.
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