Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Whole misadventured piteous overthrows
Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their parents' rage,
Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,
Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;
The which if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

Rome & Juliet. Act1, Prologue.

"I don't get it Ced" repeated Morgan one more time.

"You don't get what?" answered Cedric calmly turning a page of his book.

"Why are you dating that…thing" said Morgan shocked.

Now, once again, Cedric could feel it again, how his friends were always bugging him, telling him lies about his girlfriend .For the first time that day he felt like loosing his cool. He could feel the color rising in his face.

"You can call her by her name. Cho. It's not like your tongue is going to fall, I wished it would though." Bursted angrily.

"Ok, ok. Relax. I didn't meant to offend you, it's just that I don't like her-"

"Really?" retorted Cedric sarcastically

"Let me finish. I don't like her and she doesn't like me. It's mutual. Besides, what do you want me to do if she's poisoning your mind?"

"Could you stop it and at least act like you're happy for me and you care?" He raised his voice dangerously with every word he said until he was yelling and now, even Morgan Summerbay felt he should back off. He had know him since they where six years old. They had gone to the muggle school before going to Howgarts and they had been best friends since…well always. Now, not even him could close his eyes at how his girlfriend was changing him.

Everyone in the library had turned to look at the both of them, but Cedric didn't seem to care. Morgan was eyeing the wand in Cedric's right hand, now throwing white sparkles. He had never seen his friend that angry.

Suddenly they heard someone coming hurriedly. Madame Pince looked at them scandalized, her glasses lopsided from jumping when she first heard the voice of Cedric.

"Put that wand away Mr. Diggory!" she said hysterically "If you have finished I would ask you both to leave quietly" and she left them.

Cedric got up looking disgusted. He looked darkly one more time to Morgan and left with no other word.

Five minutes later Morgan was leaving the library, still shocked.

"Well…that just can't be right" he said aloud, stopping abruptly in the middle of a corridor. He continued to walk, not looking back even once still deep in thought, not looking at the young red-haired teen that was looking at him wondering why all the seventh years she had encountered that day looked grumpy.

***

She continued her way, troubled. She still felt like crap, because that's the only feeling she could mutter when that cloud came around her again, when Harry ignored her to see Cho Chang walking down the corridor, smiling him like the slut she was. Yeah like nobody knew! Probably the only two persons that didn't knew Cho Chang was playing with Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter were probably Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter. And still, that cow made her feel like worthless crap; the way she smiled, the way she moved, even her hair. What could anyone question when comparing that beautiful silk black hair with Ginny Weasley's rebel red hair?

Ginny kept walking for what felt like hours, until she could take no more. She fell to the floor, shaking with tears of sadness at her pathetic life; of anger at how life seemed so unfair to her.

And then she heard it, slow and silent steps coming closer to where she was broken. They stopped, but she couldn't muster enough energy to move or even hide her face. Slowly she raised her face to look directly into those eyes.

***

In the light of the sun,
Is there anyone?
Oh it has begun.
Oh dear you look so lost,
Eyes are red and tears are shed.
This world you must've crossed.

[..]

Essential yet appealed,
Carry all your thoughts
Across an open field,
When the flowers gaze at you
They're not the only ones who cry
When they see you…

Boston –Augustana (All the Stars and Boulevards).

He had been walking with no specific place on mind. If time had forgiven him he may have walked the entire castle, thinking about everything that was troubling his mind. But it seamed like that night life wanted him to walk through that exact place.

He wouldn't have noticed her if she hadn't been sobbing. Even though she was just a muffled background sound, it was enough to make him turn. Cedric Diggory, like the gentleman he was, couldn't help but wonder what that pretty girl was crying about.

He got closer, but she didn't seem to hear him. Finally she looked up. Her cheeks were wet with tears and her eyes were red. In her face he could still see a kid, but she was now a young teen. High cheekbones, deep chocolate-brown eyes, red lips.

He sat next to her.

"Don't cry" He said. His voice came out soft, recomforting. Her eyes had a hint if curiosity, but it came and go so quickly Cedric wasn't sure he had actually seen it. Now her eyes were opaque. Suddenly he felt like nothing mattered, just knowing what she was crying about and that she stopped. There was nothing else… no Cho, no Morgan, no nothing.

"And what do you care-? You're Cedric, the Cedric that has all the girls dying for him." She intended to make her voice rude, maybe even hurtful but her voice had broken because of the sobs.

He didn't felt angry, he didn't felt pity. There was something else.

"Please, tell me what's wrong?" He asked once more, looking her directly in the eyes. She was forced to look him back. Something twinkled.

She blushed.

***

" You don't know me,
And you don't even care.

[...]

You don't know me,
And you don't wear my chains."

Boston- Augustana (All The Stars and Boulevards).

Her heart was beating quicklier than before. She was looking directly into his eyes, his grey eyes. His eyes were full of sadness, like he was feeling exactly what she felt. It looked like it pained him to see her like that. He barely knew her, and still the concern in his eyes made her feel more self-conscious. She wanted to look away but she just couldn't.

"Please" He repeated his tone still soft. Sweet.

"It's just that...well I don't know...why...do you care?" She mumbled, this time trying to be more polite.

"I care. Isn't that enough?" He said, getting unconsciously closer. She saw this. Her heart-beat became even more quickly. It took her some seconds to recover her voice. Another minute for her heart-beat to relax.

"You don't even know my name." She said trying to fight something that deep down she already knew was lost.

"You got me" He said, smiling guiltily. His smile made her feel like fainting.

"Ginny." She said breathlessly.

"Please Ginny, tell me what's wrong." He said half-smiling, hoping his innocence was more convincing. Hoping he would see her smiling. She did.

Her smile was small, but made his heart fill with happiness.

"Will you tell me what's wrong?"

"It's just that...It's stupid." She said reluctantly.

He waited for her to break the silence. She sighed deeply.

"I just hope you don't get angry. It's just that, I like this guy. And this guy, well he ignores me and he's in love with another girl. Your girlfriend. And, well, she makes me feel bad. Like I'm worthless, like everything and everyone is better than me. And the way she looks at me! Also, my brothers are always bugging me with everything. If I like this, if I do that; and I've got to do excellent in school 'cause I've got to make my parents happy. Everyone is happy, and it's just fine if the little girl feels bad. And still, I'm the bad one. The one who is always whining 'bout something, the one who is never satisfied."

Why was she saying all this stuff to this boy? Why? Immersed, like she was, in her sad life she started crying again. Crying about everything. Crying about nothing specifically.

But he didn't want her to cry. He put his arms around her and held her close to him. Her hair smelled wonderful.

Even though he felt a hint of annoyance, he ignored it.

"Please don't cry. I'll be lying if I said that I totally get you. But I don't think you're a bad person. The little I know from you…well you're quite a girl. And if a boy doesn't think you're good enough you shouldn't care. I would die to be with someone like you.

What?

He said that unconsciously. Still, she had heard him. Cedric Diggory had said he would die to date someone like her. She was having an out-of-body experience.

He was still holding her really close to him. She could smell him and suddenly she was crying on his shirt.

Knowing suddenly where she was and what she was doing, she got up.

"I've gotta go Cedric."

"Please call me Ced."

She turned to look at him.

"Good night, Ced" She smiled. He smiled back.

Slowly, she walked away. As soon as she was out of ear-shot he sighed. What Cedric Diggory didn't know was that Ginny Weasly was now sighing…for him.