Broken Promise Ring
Chapter 1: Broken Promise Ring
Disclaimer: If I was J.K. Rowling I would own Harry Potter. But, unfortunately, I am not :(.
A/N: I got the idea for this story yesterday and did a lot of brainstorming, so here it goes. Review it and let me know if you like it so far, there are more and better things to come of it.
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Her auburn-red hair gleamed in the sunshine as she scooted the swing along softly.
Her beautiful hair cascaded down her back in pig-tails and her lively green eyes pierced him from across the playground.
It was summer-time in England's largest wizard park. Ginny's green, polka-dotted play-dress stuck to her glistening, porcelain skin as she pushed the swing with her small feet.
She was eight and lonely. Although her mum brought her to the park every weekend, she had yet to make any friends. She was quiet and very shy. And little did she know that she had caught a little boy's eye.
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The boy was nine. Set in his delicate face were the most interesting stormy-gray eyes that showed so much emotion, yet hid everything at the same time.
His blond hair fell playfully across his face as he sat on the wooden bench. She's beautiful. He thought, watching her as he had every time his mother brought him here.
Today was the day. He felt it. Today he would talk to her. Walking across the warm wood chips, Draco smiled.
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He sat on the swing next to her.
"Hi, my name is Draco," he said, semi-shyly.
Ginny smiled contagiously at the boy, "I'm Ginny." She almost whispered the words.
"I think you're very pretty, Ginny. And I like your name."
"Thank you," she blushed, "I like your name too, Draco."
And they talked. Over the weeks they became good friends, and began to trust each other.
Whether they were play Hide And Seek, or just talking they enjoyed being together.
When they had known each other for about a year, Draco told Ginny about his father.
"He's a Death Eater?" Ginny gasped.
"Yes, and, Ginny, it scares me so much," he begged his eyes not to cry as tears welled up.
"I'm so sorry, Draco, " she replied quietly. She wrapped her small arms around his neck, "I'm always here for you."
And Draco cried. It was the first time he'd ever really cried. And it felt so good to talk to Ginny.
Soon they knew more about each other then anyone else.
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Draco turned eleven, and the following summer he came to the park-with a purpose.
"I have to go to Hogwart's this year, Gin," Draco explained, "This is the last time I'll get to see you this summer." He grasped her tiny hands lovingly in his.
"Oh." Ginny mouthed the words more then said them, and diverted her attention to her feet.
"I promise you that I'll write." he smiled.
"I'll write to you too," a tear crashed down her soft, freckled face.
He wiped the tear from her cheek and reached into his pocket, "I got you something."
He pulled out a red-silk box and placed in her hand.
Ginny opened the jewelery box to reveal a silver ring with white and green stones.
"It's a promise ring," Draco smiled.
"A promise ring?"
"I promise to always be friends with you, Ginny. I care more about you then I've ever cared about anyone."
He leaned in and gave her quick kiss on the lips.
Tears flooded down Ginny's face as she hugged the only person who had ever understood her. They hadn't been apart much since the day they met, and now they were to be apart for the whole school year,
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Lying in bed that night, Ginny smiled thinking about her first kiss. She would write to him. They would be friends forever. Nothing could changed that.
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Draco packed his trunk to leave for school the next day, but the whole time he thought about Ginny. He grinned. She was the only real friend he'd ever had. He knew he would care about he forever.
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And the next morning, on the Hogwart's Express, he wrote his first letter to Ginny.
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A/N: Let me know what you think. Review, review, review. I hope you like it!
I got the title for the story from the song Broken Promise Ring by the Ataris.
Broken Promise Ring
I guess that I'm wrong for falling in love
But you're still the one that I'm dreaming of
I guess it's you I want to hold onto
I guess I'm not prepared to say, Goodbye, So long, Farewell, I won't be seeing you again