By: Sabrina Wilkens
Email: sabrinawilkens@girlslife.com
Webpage: http://www.gurlpages.com/writing/me-i/index.html
I can relate to Ginny in my own life because of some kind soul by the name of A.C. Some readers will know who he is.
I walked out of the common room, sighing. I loved Harry! He was everything I wanted in life! He was amazing! Unfortanitly, he loved Hermione and guess who loved him back? You got it!
Harry and Hermione had been kissing before I left. Harry was a huge flirt. I walked out and ran into Peeves. "Ohhhhhhh……a little 6th year!" he screeked. "Do I need to find the Baron?" I asked him. "No ma'm!" he said before he ran off. I walked on. I didn't really know where I was headed. Did it really matter? I began to cry. "Ginny?" I heard from behind me. Draco was running over to me. "You dropped this. I'm supposed to do one nice deed today. It is what we get for having a professor in love. That Snape! This is so un-Slytherin!" I stared at him and picked up the piece of paper he was holding. "Thanks." "Why are you crying?" Draco asked. "Harry." Was all I could whisper. "Oh, that creep?" he asked. I nodded. He put his arm around me. "Harry is a moron. Success went to his brain." "Whatever." I said. "If it makes you any better, I'm sure someone will one day like you." He said. "Who?" I asked him, exasperated. "Me." He said. He lifted my face to his and kissed me. "Draco?" I said. "Yeah?" he asked. "Why the hell would you like me?" "Red-hair. Flaming, red hair. Long legs. Dimples. Freckles." He kissed me again. We were married three years later, and now have three children: Ron, Celeste and Dracone.
The point is, love can be found where you least expect it. Keep that in mind.
