Ginny's POV
All Dead Inside
I see him over there. He laughs, talks, and has fun with Ron and Hermione. He doesn't give me a second glance. Now in Seventh year Harry Potter is still giving me shills. Whenever he laughs I feel it as if from far away. Since he left me I feel…
All dead inside.
I no longer laugh. I cannot cry. A smile or frown doesn't appear on my lips. Since he left me I show no emotion, feel no emotion. It is as if I am…
All dead inside.
Ever since I met him I liked him. In fourth year I realized that that like was love. Then, in fifth year, when he asked me out I exploded with joy inside. After he left me the happiness that was there left. He left me…
All dead inside.
Now, I will never love again. There is no way and no how. Hmmm here comes Neville Longbottom. He looks nervous. He is kind of cute when he's nervous. Maybe he likes me. Who knows, maybe I'm not…
All dead inside.
A/N: ok. this is my first fic so if anyone reads it don't be to mean to me if you find it in your heart to review. i don't really have much to say except that if this goes well i might write another story. tata!