Ginny's Story
Jet black hair, green eyes, and glasses- could he get anymore perfect? I admired him; in school, at home, even when I was with Dean. I loved him, even though I thought he would never love me back.
"Hey Ron," I said to my brother as he sat in a chair next to me across from the fire. He knew I loved him all along and he was nice enough to me not to tell Harry about it. Yeah, that's right. I was in love with Harry Potter. And to this day, I still do.
"Harry kissed Cho today," Ron said suddenly. My heart stopped. Surely, that couldn't be true. But it was. "I'm sorry, Ginny. I really am." My heart was aching badly, but I had to hide my feelings. I was happy for him, really. But I loved him too much to save me from my heartache.
"Really?" is all I could manage to spit out from my cracking throat. Ron just nodded his head. It was horrible for me to be angry, I knew it.
Today Harry and I have 3 children. Their names are Albus, James, and Lily. Yes, Albus Dumbledore, James Potter, and Lily Potter; I named my children after them. At that time, I thought he would marry some rich girl who didn't love him as much as I. You may have thought that too.
The truth is, from the minute Harry saved my life in my first year at Hogwarts, I told myself I loved him. This means, children, go after what you love. Eventually you will get that special thing. I guarantee it.
-Ginny Potter