The next morning, Malfoy prodded Harry on the back and whispered, " Did you really call that Weasley girl a 'genius Ginny?"
"Oh, shut it, Malfoy." Harry turned his back on him, and peered over to where Ginny was sitting, very red in the face. "It's 'cause Malfoy somehow spotted me calling Ginny a genius." he assured Ron, who was trying to ask her what was wrong. "No it's not!" Ginny snapped. "It's because this morning, a lot of fourth-year girls were huddled together, whispering, and they fled when I approached. I just managed to hear them say 'she's going out with him', and one of them glared at me when I tried to ask her what they were talking about. They must be talking about me going out with Harry."
Harry cheekily grinned at her. They had been kissing all night, and nobody had noticed, not even Ron or his fellow dorm-mates.

The next morning, Ginny rushed up the staircase to the boys' dormitories.
"Harry!! Harry!! Wake up!"
"Yes, Ginny?"
"Quick! Breakfast has already started! We're having Potions after breakfast, and Snape doesn't like late people!"
"Oh, alright. But I just want to tell you, last night I dreamt about a place, a place that no one but you, me, Hermione, and Ron knew about. Not even the staff knew about it. And I believe that place is the passageway under the one-eyed witch."
"Yeah..."
"So that could be our secret....you know....place."
Ginny smiled. She leaned forward into Harry's bed, and whispered, " You have a talent for trouble. And that usually leads to a good result. Maybe that's why I like you so much." And she kissed him.