An: I do not own hp characters. They belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling, scholastic, and Warner Bros. The song "How could An Angel Break My Heart" is property of Toni Braxton, ECAF Music/Sony Songs, Inc., and Laface records (there's a whole lot more but I got no more room (sorry all of you business people that took part in this song). The plot is mine. This is my first song fic, there fore my first fic, so don't be too hard on me. Hope u enjoy! :: crosses fingers in hope ::
How Could An Angel Break My Heart
By XxRoswellchicaxX
Ginny was sitting next to Hermione, Ron, and Harry. Had she been sitting next to him last year, she would have died. But things change- people change. He was now just another one of her brothers' friends, and like an eighth brother to her.
Draco on the other hand was a different story.
She had watched him all through lunch and dinner thinking about the night before. She barley noticed what was going on around her, as she got lost in her thoughts. They had been seeing each other secretly for months, and last night they finally went the extra step- well, she crossed the line. He merely went along. Or at least that's what it felt like to her. She felt like asking Hermione for advice but knew that one she told her it, it wouldn't be too soon before Ron and Harry found out. Yes and you cant have them beating Draco to a pulp now can you? She asked herself as she returned to her plate. She was suddenly pulled from her thoughts as Lavender and Pavarati came up to her.
"Hey, Ginny, did you hear about Draco?" Lavender asked as she sat her self down.
Ginny almost choked in her tea. They cant know…can they? "No, what about him?" She tried very hard to keep as cool as possible.
I heard he sang a lullabyI heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
Because that lullaby was mine
"Well," said Pavarati, "he and Pansy are going out, well… maybe a little bit more then that." She finished this of with a giggle from both girls.
I heard he sealed it with a kissHe gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me
Ginny took a minute to keep herself from yelling, and she finally choked out, "Really?" It sounded convincingly curious compared to all the pain and anger she felt in side.
"Yep. They were caught sleeping, naked," she added with a little giggle " in one of the empty classrooms during lunch yesterday."
How could an angel break my heart?
Why didn't he catch my falling star?
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
So that's why he didn't want to do it last night, but he still shouldn't have kept going with me if he planned on seeing Pansy. Or he could have at least stopped me from making an arse of myself. How?? How could he do this to me? She looked over to see that he was sitting, facing Pansy and talking very intimately.
I heard her face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in May
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile
The way he use to smile to me
I hope she doesn't make him laugh
Because his love belongs to me
That was all she needed.
Ginny felt all her hurt and anger turning into rage, and she couldn't take it any more. As the two girls started to talk about how perfect the two were for each other, and how they hadn't found out sooner, she threw down the fork she had been fiddling with since Pavarati told her the news, and got up so fast, that her chair fell with a deafening crash causing the entire hall to stare at her, but it didn't stop her. She quickly stepped toward the Slytherin table, to where he sat. He was staring at her as she made her way to the table. As soon as she got close enough to him, she punched him square in the jaw with all of her strength and rage. Without waiting for a reaction, she turned on her heel and quickly strode out of the hall, all eyes on her, clenching her fists.
How could an angel break my heart?
Why didn't he catch my falling star?
I wish I didn't wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart?
As she headed toward the tower, she went from anger to pain and started to cry uncontrollably. She didn't bother to wipe them away as they streamed down her cheeks and wet the collar of her robes. As the pain started to come out of her mouth, she went in to a full on run toward the tower. She reached the portrait, where the fat lady opened up at the sight of her tears. She went inside and ran up the stairs to her dormitory and fell into her bed as the cries came even louder.
Oh my soul is dying, it's crying
I'm trying to understand
Please help me
Later on in the night Hermione came in to her dormitory.
"Ginny?" the girl asked as she pulled back the curtain around the bed. "Are you alright? Why are you crying?"
As she sat down on the bed, Ginny finally lifted up her face to see Hermione's eyes. They were full of concern, and it hurt her that she couldn't bring herself to telling her secret to her best friend.
"Ginny what's wrong?" She sat up and was now eye to eye with Hermione. She slowly minimized her sobs to sniffles as she wiped away her tears.
As Ginny opened her mouth to tell why she was a wreck, the thought of it all sent her back into another crying fit, and leaned herself against Herm's shoulder. When she finally calmed down again she told Herm everything. From the first time she kissed Draco to what she had heard in the Great Hall.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Hermione asked her friend as she rubbed her back.
"I just… I thought that if I did, you would get mad and tell Ron. And you know how bad his temper is. Are you mad at me?" She bit her lip as she told her friend her fear.
"A little bit. I'm your friend first and foremost. You can tell me anything, and I promise- I won't tell Ron. If I did, he would probably croak before he could even think of hurting Mal- I mean Draco."
Ginny gave a small smile and hugged Hermione. She bid her good-night, with promises to talk more the next day, and wrapped herself under her covers. She fell asleep a lot sooner then she thought she would, with the weight of her secret encounters finally lifted from her. As she drifted of to a dreamless sleep, she thought one final thing before the sleep took over her mind:
I'll never love this way again…
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