AN: This is my first one shot. Roses are red, Violets are blue, I wish I owned Harry, I bet you do too!
This is based on song called "Nicest thing" by Kate Nash. I don't own the song either.
GPOV
It was the summer before my fifth year at Hogwarts and Hermione, Harry, Ron, and I were just lying outside, talking. A shooting star had just streaked across the sky.
"Ginny, what do you wish for?" asked Harry, his green eyes making me lose my concentration. At that moment, I realized I knew so much, yet so little about him. All I knew was the little things I adored about him. His eyes, His hair, his laugh, his personality. All I know is that you're so nice, Harry. After this weird epiphany I started thinking about his question.
What do I wish for? So many things, most involved a certain emerald eyed boy who was staring at me, waiting patiently for my answer. I wished we could be something. I wanted to be more then his friend or his best mate's little sister, much more than that. I wish I was his favorite girl, his soul mate, the reason he was in the world.
My wishes swirled around my mind like a tornado, each one coming faster than the next.
I wish my smile was his favorite kind, like his was my favorite, I wish he loved the way he dressed the way I loved the way he did, I wish he wanted to figure me out, I wish he would hold my hand, I wish he would never ever forget the look on my face when we first met, and I wish..... All the wishes stopped suddenly, when I realized something, what my true wish was. Basically, I wished that he loved me. I wished that he needed me. I wish...........
"Gin?" he asked, obviously thinking I was mentally impaired.
"What? Oh, sorry, just thinking. I guess I wish that Voldemort was dead, and all my family was safe." I said. I wasn't lying, exactly. I wished this too; I just...... wanted the other wish more. He was just perfect and I wished we could be something........
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