Two could play at that game. If Naomi wanted to become withdrawn in their relationship and openly be more affectionate in public with a guy then so could Ginny. And she would use the exact same route that the Slytherin had chosen. Ginny would start to show her interest and be openly flirty with her brother's best friend. Why not? After all it wasn't like her girlfriend seemed overly bothered and her older brother wouldn't dare say anything. After all Harry was one of the good guys. 

Sure Harry wasn't exactly her 'type', he had never been really. Considering the variety of guys she had dated in the past and her current girlfriend Harry didn't really have many of the same traits or characteristics. Perhaps the only thing he had similar was the dark hair. The only female Weasley had come to terms with the fact that she was attracted to both genders but Harry just didn't do anything for her. Sure he was heroic and brave and embodied basically every Gryffindor quality her parents had engraved in her to ensure to show at every waking moment. The biggest thing Harry had going against him was the exact reason she picked him to go after. He was her brother's best friend. This meant that Ginny had seen him first thing in the morning when he wasn't quite as charming or put together as he was when more awake. Plus she had seen him at every possible stage of awkward teenager possible. He was also a massive risk taker and despite Ginny's love for the adrenaline she got out of taking very small risks or playing a game of quidditch, Ginny was not one for wanting to risk her life every couple of months for the fun of it. And she could not be around someone who was like that. 

She couldn't completely blame Harry for that though, it wasn't entirely his fault. It was as if he had been cursed with this kind of bad luck since he was a baby. His risk taking and overall lack of care at whether his next adventure would result in his death, was possibly the biggest turn of for Ginny. She liked a bit of stability. Just enough to know that she wouldn't be away at work one day and get notified that her spouse had died whilst at work. 

But she didn't need others to know that. She just needed them to think she had a massive crush on the boy and, hopefully, get a response from him. She could easily fake being like the rest of the female population of the student body, absolutely enamoured with the boy who lived. 

Therefore, she slowly began to hang around him more, especially when it came to dinner and lunch times where the rest of the school could see her. She would purposefully sit closer to him push him gently on the shoulder and giggle at the stupid puns he made. It was much easier when they had things like a quidditch game and the whole team sat close to one another. She would talk and tease him leaving lingering touches in the hope that this might just be noticed by her girlfriend who sat three tables away.

Ginny prayed that her latest tactic would work so they could bring it up and stop whatever nonsense they were both participating in. She found her opportunity to test the waters and see whether this plan had worked at one of their normal meet ups. The weather had been relatively calm as of recent, the snow having stopped a week or so back. Instead the air remained crisp and dew often made an appearance late at night or in the early hours of the morning. Ginny had once again recieved a letter from a very familiar owl by now, the letter containing the information that Naomi would once again be stargazing at her normal spot if Ginny wished to join her. 

At first, considering the fact that both of them were spending less time together than normal, Ginny had thought that Naomi had written to her to cancel their normal meeting. Yet upon knowing that it was to go ahead, she wasted no effort in heading to their scheduled location to prepare for something cute. Upon laying a blanket out on the grass, Ginny threw herself down onto it rather ungracefully as she waited on the other girls appearance. 20 minutes later at the exact time Naomi told Ginny to meet her, the older girl appeared. With another body pressed up against her to the point where Ginny could feel the ghosting of the girls emerald green cardigan against her thinly covered arms. 

"Hi Ni." Ginny whispered her greeting to the older girl as she turned to properly look at her in the dimly lit surroundings. 

"Hi Gin." Naomi's response was just as quiet in an attempt to keep the atmosphere as serene as possible. Naomi's pale hand, which seemed even paler in the lighting, reached over to take Ginny's. Once conjoined they were brought up and rested on Naomi's chest. The sudden contact between the pair was exactly what Ginny had been missing over the last few days. The contact made her chest feel warm and her insides tingle, in a good way, and she was happy it was Naomi initiating it this time. It seemed to be that Ginny's plan had worked. 

"Look at just how beautiful the sky is tonight." Naomi's voice which always took this tone of awe and astonishment whenever she looked at the sky had returned. It was one of the things Ginny relished most in hearing, one of the things about the sometimes incredibly elusive girl she loved. 

And saying those words to herself was something new Ginny noted she did, yet she wondered perhaps that it wasn't as early to be thinking this as her brain tried to convince her. Sure the girls had their ups and downs for the last seven months they had been dating. Sure they had moments when they barely spoke or were so busy they could not spend much time alone together. But the feelings she held for the other girl were strong enough to be considered love. Or at least to Ginny they were. She wasn't ready to say them aloud to the other girl. She wasn't sure when the time would come that she would be. But she was sure it was going to be soon enough. 

"They're not the only beautiful thing out here tonight." Ginny flirted as she turned to she was looking directly at the other girls face. She waited for Naomi to turn her head so that their eyes would connect. Only to get the exact response Ginny had hoped for, the rosey blush working it's way up Naomi's face was exactly what the redhead wanted. 

"I should not be blushing at such a simple compliment." Naomi retorted almost as if she was chiding herself for having responded in such a manner. 

"But you did."

"That I did."

As the pair returned to the comfortable silence that surrounded them aiding in the serene atmosphere of the evening, Ginny attempted to recall anything that Naomi had told her previously during their stargazing sessions. Any of the constellations they could see in this very place, or the way to describe what she was saying using the proper terms. Yet all Ginny could do was draw a blank. She so desperately wanted to show, just like Naomi did with her favourite school topics and quidditch, that she too had taken an interest in Naomi's special interests and gone as far as to look into them herself. But the thing was that she hadn't. She so desperately wanted to show Naomi that she was worthy of her, deserving of her unlike the blonde haired rich boy the older girl had been spending her time with. But she couldn't, Ginny bet that Draco knew more about Naomi's interests than poor little Ginny did. With every second Ginny stared at the sky above her staring at the few twinkling lights she felt her frustrations grow. Why could she not just know what they were called, what they were forming? How was it so difficult to her?

"Gin, are you okay?" Naomi's voice shocked Ginny out of the frustration she felt that only continued to pile high and higher upon her. . It was almost as if until that moment she was being buried by the overwhelming amount of frustration she felt and the calming voice of Naomi had been the shovel digging her out.

"Hmm." Ginny didn't want to verbally reply how was she supposed to say she was mad at herself for being unable to recall anything the other girl had told her and it was making her feel as though she was not worthy of the brunette? Naomi seemed unconvinced by the sound the ginger had made as she turned to prop herself up using her elbow so that she could clearly see the ginger's face.

"That wasn't very convincing sweetheart." Naomi's eyes scanned Ginny for any giving tells for what their issue may have been. What had caused the younger girl such distress all of a sudden. The girls hand she had dropped to move into a better position on the grass was picked up again and brought to her lips with a small kiss to the knuckles.  

"it's nothing really." At these words Ginny's voice hitched working against what she was trying to say. 

"It's something if it has made you upset my love." Naomi tried to show the other girl she was safe and able to share whatever was troubling her at this present moment in time. All she wanted to do was make her better half happy.

"I believe I have come to the realisation as to why you spend so much time around Draco as of recent. Of course you want to be with someone who remembers the little things you tell them, your favourite things. I look up there and all I see are twinkling lights nothing has been retained about what you've told me." As Ginny ranted her free hand waved viciously in the air above them. 

"Ginevra Molly Weasley, I promise you I am not leaving you. We've been through so much in such a short time do you really believe I would leave you for some slimy blonde haired boy who does not understand when enough aftershave is too much?" Naomi's words were blunt a slight harsh undertone to them as she attempted to get across the point that she wouldn't ever leave the ginger.

"You guys are always together now Naomi. I can't help but believe it's because you want to be with him, not me." 

"I promise you hand over heart, that nothing of that sort is happening between me and Draco. It never has and it never will." Naomi hoped that her words were enough to help the other girl but she was almost convinced at that moment that they were falling short of her intentions for them. 

"Then why are you spending so much time together? It's way more than him just being your brother's best friend." Ginny pressed on for her answer. 

"I can't tell you why my love. Please trust me. I really wish I could but I physically cannot. I wish that there wasn't something that I was holding back from you but there is and there is no way I can tell you."

"Is this the way it's always going to be? You can tell me if you really wanted to, but you don't." Ginny argued. 

"I really can't Ginny." 

Ginny did not wait around any longer for Naomi to continue to tell her that this big secret which caused two of the pureblood heirs to spend so much time together was one she could not physically tell. In her mind this was impossible. Naomi just didn't want to tell her. And if that was the case Ginny was going to head to bed. 

Screw the Nott Heiress.