"I can't do this anymore!!" cried Ginny as she stood up from the
convertible common
room sofa. Harry was sitting next to her.
"Can't do what anymore?" asked Harry a bit confused.
"Harry do you even relies I'm here?" she asked rather loud.
"Ginny what are you talking about ....look I don't have time for this right now so what
ever is bothering you can you please put it aside and help me with Hermione?" he asked
looking stressed.
Before Ginny could stop herself she slapped Harry a crossed the face. Harry sat there
stunned.
"What was that for?" asked Harry still shocked.
"That was for all the unrecognizable things you do to me everyday," said Ginny with tears
running down her face. The whole common room was watching but she didn't care.
"Everyday you come to me like we are great friends' maybe even lovers and you know I
like you. Then as soon as Hermione enters the room you back off of me and even ignore
me in some cases. Then I watch you give Hermione all the charm and sweet talk that I
long for. And If that's not enough at the end of the day you come and ask me how you
could get her to like you. I hold back the feeling I get every time you ask but my heart gets
shattered into a million pieces. Once I get you to go to bed I cry myself asleep then the
next day my heart gets put back together again when you act like you like me and then the
cycle continues," said Ginny now breathing raggedly.
Harry did say anything. Ginny stood there for a couple of minutes looking into his eyes.
When she realized he wasn't going to say anything she grabbed her bag and walked out of
the common room in a hurry.
Ginny felt so hurt inside. But the worst part was, it wasn't really Harry's fault. He
couldn't help it if he liked Hermione and felt he could talk to Ginny about it. But now
Ginny had done the damage and she had lost what little of Harry Potter she had forever.
Heading up to the astronomy tower she got a really good idea for a song. One she was
setting down she took out a quill and some parchment and began writing.
~~Blame it on Me~~
You're standing there
that look in your eyes
you're looking for good ways to tell me good-bye
something about people
how they never know
They're loving somebody then letting them go
you're looking for reasons but there ain't no need
you can blame it on me
you can blame it on me
you can blame it on me
I was the one,I had no right to turn it all wrong.
I held you too close
I couldn't let go
can't loose your cool these days I know
I got no cool firends, I drive an old car,
I'm not the picture of any man's dreams,
handful of blue bonnets, boots and old jeans.
I was a fool to think it could be,
so blame it on me
blame it on me,
I was the one, acting like real life was some old love song,
I held you too close, couldn't let go,can't loose your cool these days I know,
thinking forever, ever could be,
so blame it on me
when you start looking for ways out of love then something has defiantly gone wrong
so if you want to leave
you can blame it on me
I held you too close
couldn't let go
can't loose your cool these days I know,
so I'll go on home and you can feel free
to blame it on me
yeah go ahead and blame it on me.
(Written be Bruce Robison, 2000 Tilt a whirl music (BMI) All rights reserved ,used by
permission,international copy secured. Sang by Lee Ann Womack)
Ginny looked down at her parchment. She sighed.
"Oh Harry we could have been so good together," she leaned her head back and closed her
eyes.
That's when she felt warm lips cover hers. Ginny opened her eyes to see Harry kissing
her. She embraced his kiss and after awhile he pulled back. In between breath he
said, "Ginny...I...Love..you..I always have."
Ginny stared at him for a second praying that this wasn't a dream.
"Then what about Hermione?" she asked at last.
"That was just a way for me to talk to you," he said a little red in the cheeks. He was so
close to her lips she could feel his breath on her.
"Oh Harry I love you," she said as she threw her arms around him. Finally after 6 years of
waiting Ginny would get what she wanted. They started to kiss again and while they did
Ginny held the parchment out the window and let it go.
room sofa. Harry was sitting next to her.
"Can't do what anymore?" asked Harry a bit confused.
"Harry do you even relies I'm here?" she asked rather loud.
"Ginny what are you talking about ....look I don't have time for this right now so what
ever is bothering you can you please put it aside and help me with Hermione?" he asked
looking stressed.
Before Ginny could stop herself she slapped Harry a crossed the face. Harry sat there
stunned.
"What was that for?" asked Harry still shocked.
"That was for all the unrecognizable things you do to me everyday," said Ginny with tears
running down her face. The whole common room was watching but she didn't care.
"Everyday you come to me like we are great friends' maybe even lovers and you know I
like you. Then as soon as Hermione enters the room you back off of me and even ignore
me in some cases. Then I watch you give Hermione all the charm and sweet talk that I
long for. And If that's not enough at the end of the day you come and ask me how you
could get her to like you. I hold back the feeling I get every time you ask but my heart gets
shattered into a million pieces. Once I get you to go to bed I cry myself asleep then the
next day my heart gets put back together again when you act like you like me and then the
cycle continues," said Ginny now breathing raggedly.
Harry did say anything. Ginny stood there for a couple of minutes looking into his eyes.
When she realized he wasn't going to say anything she grabbed her bag and walked out of
the common room in a hurry.
Ginny felt so hurt inside. But the worst part was, it wasn't really Harry's fault. He
couldn't help it if he liked Hermione and felt he could talk to Ginny about it. But now
Ginny had done the damage and she had lost what little of Harry Potter she had forever.
Heading up to the astronomy tower she got a really good idea for a song. One she was
setting down she took out a quill and some parchment and began writing.
~~Blame it on Me~~
You're standing there
that look in your eyes
you're looking for good ways to tell me good-bye
something about people
how they never know
They're loving somebody then letting them go
you're looking for reasons but there ain't no need
you can blame it on me
you can blame it on me
you can blame it on me
I was the one,I had no right to turn it all wrong.
I held you too close
I couldn't let go
can't loose your cool these days I know
I got no cool firends, I drive an old car,
I'm not the picture of any man's dreams,
handful of blue bonnets, boots and old jeans.
I was a fool to think it could be,
so blame it on me
blame it on me,
I was the one, acting like real life was some old love song,
I held you too close, couldn't let go,can't loose your cool these days I know,
thinking forever, ever could be,
so blame it on me
when you start looking for ways out of love then something has defiantly gone wrong
so if you want to leave
you can blame it on me
I held you too close
couldn't let go
can't loose your cool these days I know,
so I'll go on home and you can feel free
to blame it on me
yeah go ahead and blame it on me.
(Written be Bruce Robison, 2000 Tilt a whirl music (BMI) All rights reserved ,used by
permission,international copy secured. Sang by Lee Ann Womack)
Ginny looked down at her parchment. She sighed.
"Oh Harry we could have been so good together," she leaned her head back and closed her
eyes.
That's when she felt warm lips cover hers. Ginny opened her eyes to see Harry kissing
her. She embraced his kiss and after awhile he pulled back. In between breath he
said, "Ginny...I...Love..you..I always have."
Ginny stared at him for a second praying that this wasn't a dream.
"Then what about Hermione?" she asked at last.
"That was just a way for me to talk to you," he said a little red in the cheeks. He was so
close to her lips she could feel his breath on her.
"Oh Harry I love you," she said as she threw her arms around him. Finally after 6 years of
waiting Ginny would get what she wanted. They started to kiss again and while they did
Ginny held the parchment out the window and let it go.
