Author's Note: I'm so sorry if I don't update daily. It's just that I'm so busy with all the school works, and no inspiration at all, which is sad. But don't worry! I'll still update though it won't be updated daily. I try my best to think of a nice idea to put so that you would be entertained and would highly like my stories. Thank you for your patience! Anyways, this is a songfic. I just got so addicted to Katy Perry's song, "Not like the movies". The lyrics are so meaningful it made me cry.

Disclaimer: The song is from Katy Perry. The used book is Harry Potter by J.K Rowling, not me.

Summary: Meeting him was like destiny; a romantic destiny. I'll just have to hope it's true.

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Isn't it that when you're nearly getting married, you get all happy and nervous and excited? How come none of that is what I'm feeling right now? How come I'm feeling unsure of this decision? Why is it that I'm feeling a bit stupid about getting ready? Am I ready for this? Am I happy about this? I don't know.

I nearly cried, thinking what the heck would happen to me after saying those words that would probably change everything. My last name, my future, everything. It's like I'm not ready to face this future, or is it that I don't love him anymore? Do I love him? Do I? I looked at the mirror, seeing a straight face, no emotion at all. Is this what a bride should look like at her wedding?

"Are you alright?" I heard someone say to me.

"I think not," I say honestly. There's no need to lie, I should tell everything I feel right now, for them to tell me advices and to comfort me. Is it all going to be alright? I look up to the one who asked me. Her usual messy hair now tied neatly in a bun and her bangs neatly put at the side. She's beautiful. I smile at her, she smile back.

"What's wrong?" she asks, showing great concern. Should I tell her?

Soon enough, I opened up. Told her everything I felt, and my questions that are waiting to be answered.

[o]

Walking up the aisle was great; people flashing expecting smiles at you because something is bound to happen. If only they knew what I planned to do, thanks to my beautiful friend. Not only did I smile at them, I even waved at them, without feeling nervous or anything. I actually want to do the plan now. I just can't wait anymore… Well, that's what I think, but I feel like breaking someone when I do what I plan – scratch that – I will break someone; him.

He put it on me, I put it on

Like there was nothing wrong

It didn't fit, it wasn't right

Wasn't just the size

They say you know, when you know

I don't know

Is it time to do it? Will it feel right? Is everything going to be alright?

"I think I don't love you like how I used to," I whispered to him. I didn't look at him as tears started flowing out of my eyes. What is his reaction? Why am I crying? It felt right but at the same time, it didn't. I don't want to hurt him because I love him. No, I don't love him like what a couple would love each other, but just a friend; a friend who's always there no matter what. He brushed the tears on my cheeks. His soft, warm hands made me feel somehow better.

I didn't feel that fairytale feeling, no

Am I stupid girl, for even dreaming that I could?

"I knew you would say that," I can sense a smile on his voice. I looked up, and yes, he's smiling. Not a big smile, but a smile that would always tell me it's alright. I cried again, harder this time. Like an angry rain pouring in the night sky.

He pulled back and faced the crowd. "I'm sorry to say that I would not want this marriage to continue," he looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. He always makes me feel that everything is alright. That nothing could possibly go wrong. He would suffer a lot just to make me smile. I appreciate all that. And I'm sorry that he would just waste his money on this celebration that didn't even happen.

If it's not like the movies,

That's how it should be, yeah

When he's the one, I'll come undone

And my world would stop spinning

And that's just the beginning

Everyone on the crowd frowned. They threw disapproving faces at me. For once, I didn't care. I was free and nothing could stop me feeling this happiness. Looking at him, he even is smiling, big this time. He hugged me and said, "Find the right guy, Ginny. And when you do, I wish you all the happiness." He kissed my cheek, which I know would be the last time he'll ever do that.

"Thanks for everything, Dean. I'm sorry that your money just went to waste because of me," I said. He shrugged and turned to go to his parents which have this smile that I didn't know what it meant.

[o]

Snow white said when I was young,

One day my prince will come

So I wait for that date

Days had passed since the failed marriage, and I still can't believe I had done such thing. I mean, it felt right doing it. But at the same time, I felt horrible that I just wasted what Dean's family had spent to have such a wonderful ceremony. I should stop thinking about the past. Yes, that's right. Nothing will happen if I think about it, for it already happened.

They say it's hard to meet your match,

Find my better half

So we make perfect shapes

I saw this one verse in a song, "If stars don't align, if it doesn't stop time, if you can't see the sign, wait for it" This really hit me. I thought I had deep feelings for Dean. Sure, he was sweet and caring and all that. But it seems that he's too much, if you know what I mean. He's too perfect. No one's perfect, yes, but it seems that he was acting like an Edward Cullen; trying to please the girl with doing whatever she wants, no mistakes, too romantic, everything a girl wants. He must've read Twilight. Sure all girls want that type of guy but isn't perfection boring? No problems to challenge your so-called "perfect love", no sad feelings because everything's perfect, you won't even get mad at him unless you got tired of his perfection, no other feelings but only happiness. Isn't that boring? All of us wants a challenge, maybe not all but I certainly do. Facing challenges would make a person strong; he/she would suffer a lot to keep their love last forever. Won't you feel proud or happy or something much more than happy that you were able to face such a problem? Besides, you want to feel like you gave him something he never had, which he would thank you for later. If he misses something, you try to fill it with what you can. I want to be able to give someone I love something he never had or experienced, for that would be the mark that I, and only I, was able to give him that.

I want someone who can make me happy and sad at the same time; happy that he would make me feel all the love in world but sad that he could hurt me but in the end, we would still be together. With Dean, it's not like that. He just made me happy. I guess I got tired of having only one expression all the time.

One hundred percent

Worth every penny spent

He'll be the one that finishes your sentences

I went to the cake shop near my apartment and bought a whole Chocolate Heaven. I don't know why, but whenever I'm alone or I feel shaken, I buy stuff I don't usually need. You might say I spend a lot, why yes. Yes I do. It's just that when I buy, I feel that the money is not wasted because well, everything's an investment. At least that's what I think. Or maybe that's just my way of saying I really love seeing new things and actually having them.

Along the way up to my apartment, I bumped someone. It was a guy with bright green eyes that could melt ones soul. He has round spectacles which would make someone look like a nerd, geek, dork, name it, but he didn't look like that, he looks handsome for a guy with round spectacles. His hair looks like it hasn't been combed for many years. He's wearing a white shirt underneath his denim jacket and jeans and sneakers. He looks fine and neat aside from his hair.

"Sorry, miss," he says. When he looked at me, he smiled. It was breathtaking; a feeling I never felt towards Dean.

"Oh shit." My cake fell when he bumped me resulting to a dirty and ugly and ugh, it looks like shit! I looked at the guy that I thought was breathtaking and all and gave him a face which would make other guy say sorry and do whatever they can to cover up their mistakes. Yes, I could make people say sorry forcefully.

"You know, you have to give me another one of this!" I almost screamed at him. I don't usually have a bad temper but seeing my favorite cake destroyed because of someone's carelessness really hit my 'angry' button if there was.

"No, I don't." He was calm for a person who is about to be beaten up. I like it.

"What?"

"I said –"

"I know what you said!" I was trying hard not to beat up this guy. He better thank God that I'm trying my very best not to explode.

I'm not really angry because he ignored my persuasion of him buying another cake awhile ago, which is a first. It's only because I've been craving for that cake 2 months ago before the wedding where I have to have a diet so that I won't get fat and my dress would fit me perfectly. They even have to watch me eat just to see if I follow my diet crap! If only they knew that I can eat so much without getting fat then I wouldn't have to eat such crappy foods.

"Good you know, thought you were deaf or something." There was sarcasm in his voice. This is the first time that someone's joking around with me. Not even Dean could joke around when I'm angry. I'm impressed. Three stars for him.

"Thought you were a nice guy, but I guess I was stupid to have such a thought." He shrugged.

"I think I am. It's just that your attitude of thinking you can persuade anyone with that cute-angry-hot face."

"Cute-angry-hot face?" I laugh. "You think I'm all that?" Flirty face was on. I'm just testing him, what he'll react on my expression this time. For now, I forgot all about the cake on the floor.

"I didn't say you were that. Just your face you showed awhile ago when your cake fell." He wasn't minding my flirty face. Is this guy for real? I hate to admit it, but this guy… he's different; different in a way that I don't know.

When I remember about my cake, I gave him a sharp look then to my cake which would mean, 'hey you who bumped me and got my cake to look like crap! You better pay for it!' Looking at his expression of deep amusement, he probably got the message.

"I'll give you another cake—"he smiled. I almost screamed of what he said. "—only because you're a very interesting girl. No one has ever given me those expressions before. It would be nice to meet you again." He smiled. A smile worth a thousand words, a smile that made all his faults fade away. It was – may I repeat – breathtaking. Okay, I admit. I like him.

If it's not like the movies,

That's how it should be, yeah

When he's the one, I'll come undone

And my world would stop spinning

And that's just the beginning

[o]

"Thank you!" I say loudly with a smile so wide. It may be childish but if you're this happy as to what I'm feeling, you can't stop your lips to smile this wide.

"Aren't you one shallow girl," he says.

"Yes, yes I am," I admitted. "By the way, what's your name? We've been talking for God knows how long and we still haven't introduced ourselves." I extended my hand for him to shake. This is why I hate introductions. But I have to know his name, I just have to.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter." He shook my hand and smiled that you-can-melt-someone's-soul-literally smile.

"Harry Potter? Oh my gosh! You're a wizard!" I am shocked. How could I not notice him? He's like the most important wizard in the whole wide world. I've been a fan of Harry Potter when I was a kid, now, still am but not that crazy. But seeing him in person really makes my heart jump wildly inside me.

"And I'm guessing you're a witch?"

"Well, yeah! I'm Ginny Weasley."

"Wow, meeting a witch at a muggle place, this is the first time." He looked at his watch. "Sorry, but I have to go. Nice meeting you by the way. I hope we would meet again." He went out of the cake shop.

"Bye," I say softly.

Walking up to my apartment, I can't think of anything but the meeting with the Harry Potter. Some people would stutter in front of him because of surprise and that he's hot, but not me. I used to be the one stuttering when seeing a famous person, luckily, I changed somehow. Changing into a strong girl that wouldn't let other people see how I'm still a weak person inside. I don't let them see that for I don't want to be treated like a like a little kid. Anyways, I have this sort of crush on Harry Potter and it's not because he is Harry Potter the boy-who-lived. I liked him already before I knew who he was. He was the only person who wouldn't be afraid of me, and seeing those green eyes… I can't describe why I like him exactly. This is the first time I felt something different, like being in love. I know we met only for a short time but this meeting could be destiny! I know I'm being a bit over about this meeting but hey, this is what I feel. I'll just have to hope that it's true. What a romantic destiny this is!

'Cause I know you're out there

And you're, you're looking for me

It's a crazy idea that

You were made perfectly for me

You see

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I was planning that this would be a one-shot; a short one-shot. But since they never knew each other in the start, I was planning to develop their 'destiny' a bit slowly. So it's still a songfic, people. The song might end already in the next chapter but the story probably won't. I might be repeating some stanzas to fit the situation. Review? You can also request me some plots or pairings or things like that, ya know.