32A/N: this is based off of a real life experience that I had, what would you do in this situation?
Disclaimer: Cosi fan Tutti belongs to Mozart and DaPonte, and Harry and Ginny belong to J.K Rowling
WARNING: Harry and Ginny are very out of character in this! I needed two characters who had a crush on eachother in order to properly convey what really happened, so I borrowed their names, but the character really acts more like me than like Ginny. Plus, Ginny and Harry don't really play the violin, and Hogwarts doesn't really do Opera! (although that would be cool)
Anyway, here it is:
A Night at the Opera
He flirted with me.
I don't believe it! He flirted with me.
I've liked him for months and he flirted with me!
It was in the middle of the opera, just during intermission. The opera was Cosi fan Tutti, and it was the third night that he and I had performed for it as pit violinists. Emotions ran high as the romantic nature of the plot of the opera infected everyone like a vicious bug. Both of us were high off of the adrenaline rush that the finale of act one always gave us.
I thought I'd be nice and hold the door open for him because he was behind me, and I gestured for him to go through. He did the sweetest thing. He bowed to me and said, "thank you mademoiselle" with a smile as he went through the doorway. We came to the stairwell and he gave me his arm and we walked up the stairs and I said "thank you monsieur" and he blushed and grinned like a lunatic! I realized that I was blushing and grinning too and we both started cracking up with laughter. When we took our seats in the pit to start Act two, I swear I saw him wink at me!
We are beginning Act two, but I just can't seem to concentrate on it at all! Oh dear, what ever shall I do?
Okay Ginny, just concentrate, say the notes in your head as you go and you'll be all right.
A…E…A…E…A…E…Ha…re….Ha…rry….Harry…
Harry…
Ha…dang it Ginny, CONCENTRATE!
But he's sitting right in front of me! How can I concentrate when he's sitting right in front of me?
The music stopped.
Oh…okay, good the Aria's over. I can rest now…
And stare at Harry…
NO!
Well, okay fine, stare at him for all I care… which is a lot, now that I think of it. So much.
(Sigh)
I'm sitting here, still grinning like an idiot and staring at Harry. My stand partner is starting to give me funny looks.
I don't care. Let her. He flirted with me, that's all that matters.
A whole horizon of new opportunities has opened up now. So thrilling…
So daunting…
So frightening…
Oh dear, what ever shall I do?
What if it was all a joke? Or maybe it was just the adrenaline? Or the Opera?
Or maybe it was a trick? A dare?
Ooh if it is I shall never forgive him!
Maybe I just imagined it all?
Oh dear! I've missed my entrance! Hopefully Dr. Nelson didn't realize…oh…oh dear, he did…he's waving his baton directly at me! Come on Ginny, concentrate on the music.
I concentrated on the music for a little while, but not for as long as I would have liked. My thoughts kept wandering back to the moment on the stairs. After a while, my fingers went on autopilot and I went back to staring at Harry…
He's so tall and lean, and he wears those cute glasses which frame his beautiful eyes so well. And he looks so amazing in his tuxedo! (Sigh) And he plays the violin like an angel, and he plays the piano so well too.
Wow! I didn't know he could play that with an up-bow, I always played it down. He really is a genius…
And he likes me!
I think… I hope?
What have I gotten myself into? What do I do?
Maybe I should tell him?
But what if he doesn't like me after all?
I just don't think I can handle that kind of rejection!
Love from afar, that's it!
But if he really does like you, he'll think you don't like him.
That's how you blew it with JD, remember?
Maybe I should just keep flirting?
Naw, flirting gets annoying after awhile.
I don't know. All I know is that he flirted with me, and I liked it.
Ah, good, the finale is starting! Yay! Another adrenaline high!
Woo hoo! That was fun! Okay, I decided. I'm going to tell him!… Right now!
"Hey Harry!"
"Yes?" He turned around expectantly.
"I…I…I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah…tomorrow."
That's it, I'm doomed.
A/N: so now you have read. Do the second "R" and "review!" And please be kind, I'm begging you!