Disclaimer: This is world belongs to JK Rowling; not me. And as much as I would love to own Harry Potter, I unfortunately don't.
Summery: Ginny cheated on Harry and with nowhere else left to go, he refuges at Ron and Hermione's and into the arms of his best friend. Can they fight the urge and stay friends? Or will love blossom before their eyes?
A/N: This is just a starting point. Just randomly came to me whilst I was listening to the song on the radio. The plot bunnies came and attacked me and this one just stuck out the most so here it is…
Apologize
Chapter One
Harry sat on the sofa in the dark, not caring about the thunderstorm that was occurring outside. He was confused, lost for words and was feeling unwanted. He had to come in then, he had to see them together.
Harry wanted to surprise his fiancé for lunch, but he didn't know she was already with someone. He was so happy that she had accepted his proposal and was hoping they can sort out the last minute plans before the wedding in three days time. He was there, ready to surprise her with a picnic and flowers. But he opened the door to reveal his fiancé… kissing another man. Not just any man… her ex-boyfriend.
Both of them were kissing with more passion than she and him could ever have gotten, and both were already half-naked. Harry felt sick to his stomach at the gruesome sight before him and had left just as quietly as he had come. He couldn't get the sight out of his mind and his brain was fogging up with too many questions.
Had she loved him?
How long had it been going on for?
Why didn't she tell him she was unhappy?
Why sneak around behind his back?
Did she even care about him?
He heard a jingle of keys and the unlocking of a door. She came in, her hair wet from the rain but looking smug nonetheless. She flicked on the light switch and jumped seeing the figure on the couch.
'Oh Harry. I didn't see you there. What are you doing sitting in the dark?' Ginny questioned, taking off her coat.
Harry stared at her, no words being able to escape his lips.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I'm hearing what you say
but I just can't make a sound
'Are you OK?' she asked, putting her hand on his shoulder. He shrugged her off which startled her. She sat down next to him and took his hand, massaging it with her own. 'Harry, talk to me.'
'I came to visit you at work today,' he started, moving his hand away from her.
'Oh…' Ginny replied, not liking where the conversation was heading.
'I saw you… with him,' Harry whispered the last part.
'Harry… I… I…'
'How could you? Do I mean nothing to you?' Harry cut her off. Ginny stayed quiet, tears glistening in her eyes.
You tell me that you need me
then you go and cut me down
but wait...
'Are you sleeping with him?'
'I… I… I wouldn't say it that way…'
'How would you say it then?' Ginny was silent once more. She looked at him with pleading eyes. Tears clung onto her eyelashes and were threatening to fall. 'That's all I needed to hear'
'Harry, I'm sorry,' her bottom lip trembled with the words. Harry felt his face grow hot with anger.
You tell me that you're sorry
didn't think I'd turn around and say..
'Harry, I'm sorry. I'm beyond sorry. I wish there was a less cliché word for sorry but there just isn't. I'm sorry,' she began to sob.
'It's a bit late for that, don't you think?'
That it's too late to apologize, it's too late '
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
'Let me explain. I owe you that much.' Ginny blinked back some more tears. 'I need you Harry. But Dean is so… special to me.' Harry couldn't feel any comfort from these words.
I'd take another chance,
take a fall,
take a shot for you
'I did it because I needed you but you were never around.'
'I was right here!'
'No you were always at work and then when you weren't you expected me not to be doing my job. You left me feeling rejected, Harry… and Dean was just there for support.'
'That's a lie and I'm not buying it,' he hissed. 'I always put you ahead of my career and you know it. You were the one who worked. Was it even work that you kept telling me you were going to when I kept talking about the wedding plans?'
And I need you like a heart needs a beat
But that's nothing new
Yeah yeah
'I love you Ginny. I need to know if you love me or him. Loving both of us isn't right, you have to pick between us.'
A moment's silence went by before Ginny said, 'I'm sorry.' Harry felt his heart plummet further into the pit of his stomach. Those definitely weren't the words he wanted to hear.
I loved you with a fire red,
now it's turning blue
'I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Harry. I never meant for any of this to happen,' she cried.
And you say
Sorry like the angel
heaven let me think was you
But I'm afraid
'You say sorry, but do you really mean it Ginny?' he asked, tears prickling his eyes.
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
Woahooo woah
Ginny took his hand and turned it so that the palm faced upwards. She slid the engagement ring off her finger and placed it in the middle of his hand before closing it for him.
It's too late to apologize, it's too late
I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late
She reached up and brushed her lips against his once more. By this point, tears were streaming down both of their faces. She gave him a small sad smile before getting up and grabbing her coat.
I said it's too late to apologize, yeah yeah
I said it's too late to apologize, a yeah
The thunder roared outside.
Ginny turned around and her eyes met his again. 'I'm sorry. I know that saying it doesn't make much of a difference to you but I do mean it.' And with that, she left him.
I'm holding on your rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
The lights flickered before blowing out completely, leaving Harry alone in the dark.
A/N: It had to be done…
Again, this was a starting point. It was just a random occurrence during the day. So what do you think?
I was thinking, if I continue the story that is, that I would use other songs to base my chapters on. That is if this chapter is popular.
Reviews will be praised, suggestions and inspirations will be read and considered, and flames will be read, laughed at and possibly trashed. Make your pick.
Will continue if lots of people say so : )
Lots of Love,
Creative Touch