So sorry I haven't updated in like, 6 months peoples! I've been
preoccupied with other fics and stuff. But alas, I came back to the ol'
Ginny fic. And I have BIG plans. This might turn into a D/G...I love those!
Anyways, enjoy!(flames and comments are always welcome!)
Disclaimer: (sorry I didn't have this before) Ok, everything belongs to
Rowling! EVERYTHING! Besides my plot hee hee. But everything else is hers!
So if u wanna sure go to her not me.
Prologue
Since Virginia Weasley's second year, her mother, Mrs. Weasley constantly attempted to bring Harry and her daughter closer together. But Ginny's affections had turned away from the boy-who-lived. Her history with Tom Riddle was enough. Harry did save her. She was thankful, but the night Harry saved her, as she lay on the bed in the Hospital Wing, she promised herself something.
"I will never let anyone use me again!" Ginny whispered to herself. She was determined to never make the same mistake again. Trusting people. She would never trust anyone. She had finally learned that and she would stick to it. She shed her tears for the last time. Tom was not going to win, she was stronger than this, and she would come out higher, more mature. He was a good friend to her, he offered help and gave it. But of course he manipulated her innocent mind, he controlled her and forced her to write those things on the wall and almost kill people. She never wanted it to go that far. Ginny knew that she was not innocent anymore. She had lost that when she almost died. She thought all this until she drifted off to sleep, to wake up a different person.
Ginny knew now what evil truly was this made her grow apart from people. Harry knew also, even though she would like to trust him, she just couldn't. Her mother would not understand. Her brothers wouldn't either. Well only Fred and George. They were the only family members she truly connected with and understood. They understood her and fought with her against their mother's constant attempts on getter her daughter in a relationship with Harry. He wouldn't do anything to stop Mrs. Weasley. Out of politeness and fear of breaking Ginny's heart. For he thought she actually liked him. Still! Ginny was sick and tired of being treated like a little girl. She was the youngest member of her family, but that didn't mean she had to be babied and protected from everything and everyone, besides Harry Potter of course.
Ginny was now in her 6th year. She was 16 and a fully matured woman. She was pretty, slender, still had the freckles and red hair. Of course there were prettier girls at school than her, but she wasn't ugly. And she knew this. She had gone out with a couple of boys. Seamus, Philip, Todd. But they were all so simple minded and well simple. They liked her, but didn't see her as the person who she was. Not many people did. Tom did. He knew, that's why he chose to stay with me, to use me not anyone else. Fred and George know too. But no one else.
Prologue
Since Virginia Weasley's second year, her mother, Mrs. Weasley constantly attempted to bring Harry and her daughter closer together. But Ginny's affections had turned away from the boy-who-lived. Her history with Tom Riddle was enough. Harry did save her. She was thankful, but the night Harry saved her, as she lay on the bed in the Hospital Wing, she promised herself something.
"I will never let anyone use me again!" Ginny whispered to herself. She was determined to never make the same mistake again. Trusting people. She would never trust anyone. She had finally learned that and she would stick to it. She shed her tears for the last time. Tom was not going to win, she was stronger than this, and she would come out higher, more mature. He was a good friend to her, he offered help and gave it. But of course he manipulated her innocent mind, he controlled her and forced her to write those things on the wall and almost kill people. She never wanted it to go that far. Ginny knew that she was not innocent anymore. She had lost that when she almost died. She thought all this until she drifted off to sleep, to wake up a different person.
Ginny knew now what evil truly was this made her grow apart from people. Harry knew also, even though she would like to trust him, she just couldn't. Her mother would not understand. Her brothers wouldn't either. Well only Fred and George. They were the only family members she truly connected with and understood. They understood her and fought with her against their mother's constant attempts on getter her daughter in a relationship with Harry. He wouldn't do anything to stop Mrs. Weasley. Out of politeness and fear of breaking Ginny's heart. For he thought she actually liked him. Still! Ginny was sick and tired of being treated like a little girl. She was the youngest member of her family, but that didn't mean she had to be babied and protected from everything and everyone, besides Harry Potter of course.
Ginny was now in her 6th year. She was 16 and a fully matured woman. She was pretty, slender, still had the freckles and red hair. Of course there were prettier girls at school than her, but she wasn't ugly. And she knew this. She had gone out with a couple of boys. Seamus, Philip, Todd. But they were all so simple minded and well simple. They liked her, but didn't see her as the person who she was. Not many people did. Tom did. He knew, that's why he chose to stay with me, to use me not anyone else. Fred and George know too. But no one else.
