A/N: This is probably my shortest fic ever, and my second het fic. I think I'm retreating to Redwing's drabble style in my het fics, but I'd better not tell her that as she's a fixated slasher, and one who writes Boromir/Legolas at that.
Disclaimer: All charas belong to J.k.R This fic is dedicated to Libby, because she told me that whenever I felt the need to swear, I had to say Libby instead. Luv you hun!
~His Eyes~
//I'll never understand him,// Ginny thought to herself sadly, watching Harry playing a heated game of chess with her brother Ron. //No matter how long I know him, how closely I watch him, or the depth of his friendship with Ron, I'll never truly understand who he really is. I know that there's a person behind all the fame, I've seen him before, but I can never get close to him. I'll always be 'Ron's little sister.'//
She sighed, and tried to concentrate on her book, brushing away a lock of hair that had fallen into her eyes. Her book was a trashy romance that Hermione had leant her, proclaiming it absolute rubbish, but a must read anyway. According to Hermione, it managed to leave the bounds of normal trashy romances, the herione's love interest falling in love with her brother, rather than the heroine herself. She hoped it was true, that was the only reason she was reading the book, but she could see no way for the girl's love interest and her brother to get together. It wasn't helped though, by the fact that every time she heard Harry laugh, or say something to Ron, her eyes were drawn as if by magic to him.
She'd decided long ago that her attraction to Harry was time-consuming, and as a result was often immensely irritated by it. She would tell herself that she had to stop, get a hold of herself, fall for a nice boy her age without so much fame.
But then Harry would look up at her with those beautiful green eyes of his, like he was doing now, and smile, adn she would be swept off her feet, lost once again in his eyes, and the promises that they held which she knew would never be fulfilled.
~end~ (unless for some weird reason i feel like writing more)
