i A/N. This is my first Tom/Ginny fic and the plot seems kind of different from my usual ones though stereotypic at the same time. Hope you like it and R&R please! /i /p
b FACE IT /b /p
b PROLOGUE /b /p
i The harsh sea waves swirling like mist, /p
Soft and comforting, complete bliss. /p
Your ice blue eyes haunt me so, /p
Even when I want you no more. /p
Its your eyes that weaken me, /p
Its your eyes that made me fall head over heels, /p
Your eyes leave me mesmerized, /p
Your eyes make my heart go bad. /p
I wanted to forget you, /p
I wanted revenge, /p
For breaking my heart. /p
Yet my heart softens and melts, /p
When I look at those beautiful eyes. /p /i
The piece of parchment was lying among the rest of Ginny Weasley's old stuff. Though the parchment was yellowing and worn, the words however glinted brightly. She closed her eyes trying to forget about it, yet it only made things more clear than ever. She could see his silky black hair falling elegantly and his eyes, it was his eyes that had attracted her to him more than ever. She could see those deep cobalt blue eyes as hard as ice staring into hers, inwardly taunting her. She shuddered and opened her eyes. It was over. She wasn't to worry about i this /i now. /p
She picked up the piece of parchment her lips twitching inspite of herself. She had been so i naive /i then. She motioned her hands to tear the piece and add in to the "junk" pile, yet her fingers remained rigid, refusing to move. i Odd /i she thought and threw the parchment aside.
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The cauldron was burning now turning a bright emerald green, Death Eaters gathered around it waiting apparently for something. Then the cauldron turned a deep red as all raised their wands, a figure emerged from it slowly as there were excited murmurs. /p
Lord Voldemort stepped out towards the circle as the figure stepped out of the cauldron, fully robed. /p
"Ah...Tom," /p
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i A/N. Like it? Loathe it? I admit the plot hasn't yet started and the poem was VERY cheesy but I promise the plot is more exciting than it seems. /p