(A/N) Okay peoples!!!! Here is a lovely short story for you while I think of a new chaptered one and finish the How Voldemort sequel. So I don't know how this will turn out. Oh well, anyways here goes!!!

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INSIDE I'M SCREAMING

I'm fifteen years old.

My name is Virginia Weasley, Ginny for short, but really I prefer Virginia.

I have five brothers and a Mother and Father who love me very much.

At school I have a fair few friends, I'm not the most popular girl but that doesn't bother me.

I have had two boyfriends, both of which relationships ended fairly quickly. I wasn't ready.

On the outside I'm your average teenage witch. Inside I'm screaming.

You're always there, haunting me. At night sometimes I think I can almost touch you, run my fingers through your ink black hair, press my lips to your pale skin and gaze into your deep blue eyes. Eyes that pull me in, drowning me even as I splutter and fight for breath, eyes that I will never be able to forget.

And your voice, a voice I know as well as my own. A voice which haunts me, washing over me as I daydream in class or try to sleep, because I can't sleep with you in my head, you're all I can think about. My friends and family are concerned because I emerge every morning with dark bags under my eyes. They're concerned because I don't eat and my skin is too pale. They don't know the half of it.

They don't know about the scar on my arm where I have carved your name over and over again with the kitchen knife. They don't know that there is only one word written in my diary, and it's your name, over and over again. My diary, it's not the same any more without you in it.

I want you; I think I'll go mad sometimes if I can't have you. Why did you do this to me? I never wanted anything. Now all I do is want. My family is concerned because I'm failing at school; Harry is concerned because I tried to get him to fuck me one night. Hah, the only reason I ever wanted him was because he resembled you. But he isn't you so I don't think he could have satisfied me anyway. But he didn't have to tell Ron. Ron's concerned because I don't tell him anything anymore. But honestly, how could I ever tell him this?

Hermione is always sniffing around. She's clever, like you. One day she'll figure it out and then what? Should I kill her? Slice her throat and let the blood flow in a crimson river? Because I could Tom, I could kill for you.

You have ruined me Tom; you have tainted me and poisoned my blood so that all I can see is you. You're in my heart, in my mind and in my veins. When my heart beats it beats for you. If only you could hear it, but you never will because on the outside I'm your average teenage witch but on the inside? I'm screaming.

(A/N) okay, well that was different from what I expected. Did you like it? Hate it? Please review and tell me!!!!