A/N. July 28 2011

Hi guys! I had the urge to do a long drabble, Long drabble cause it's not long enough to be an actual fic. I love this pairing so much. Ginny and Neville forever. Please review? Pretty pretty please? It'll make my day.

I loved her, I still do, I love every single thing about her. I love how her hair shone in the light, I love how her eyes twinkled after we had kissed at the Yule ball, I love how she felt in my arms, So warm and full of life, I love how funny she is, But it's not a surprise, since she's a Weasley. I love how brave she is, how she had the courage to stand up for her friends, I love how she said yes to ME, Neville Longbottom, when she had been asked to the Yule ball by a dozen other boys.

There's only one thing I hate about her. I hate how I'm not the one who's with her. I hate how I'm not the one making her laugh, or holding her when she cries. I hate how I can't spend the rest of my life with her. Actually, I just hate how she's not mine.

After our 6th year, Harry fell for her. The girl who had wanted him for so long, and had her heart broken by him, year after year. Why couldn't it had been me? While he was having his fun with her, putting her heart back together, She was tearing mine apart.

I had to be happy for her, didn't I? She was one of my best friends, and she finally had the boy of her dreams, while the boy of her dreams had the girl I fell in love with. He didn't know how she had cried on my shoulder, over him, and how she had confided in me about everything she loved about him, while my heart was growing weaker, listening to how much she loved him.

I wish I had told her how much I loved her, before it had came to this. I looked down at the woman I love, pale as a Nearly Headless Nick, with bruises and cuts running up and down her body. Even with all the cuts and bruises on her, She was beautiful. Beautiful as she was when I had taken her to the Yule Ball over a decade ago. I stand over her coffin today, praying that she'll take a breath, and maybe I'll get to see her magnificent green eyes again, and hear her tinkling laugh again.

I know I won't. I won't ever get to see her smile, or laugh ever again, So why am I still trying to make myself believe that she'll magically wake up, and waltz into my arms and realize that I'm the one she should've picked?

Ginny left her baby in my possession, Julianne Lily Potter. I changed her last name to Longbottom, I know Ginny would've approved it, I didn't want Juli to grow up with her mother's murderers last name. Harry Potter is sentenced to 30 years in Azkaban for killing his wife, and my best friend.

"Goodbye Ginny, I love you. I'll see you again one day" I said, a lone tear falling from my eye.

Ginevra Weasley Potter

Born August 11, 1981 – April 14th 2007

A Dear sister, friend and family member who life was cut short.

-The end -

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Love Alissa