Chapter One: Behind These Hazel Eyes
Chapter Summary: Ginny's sad and she's got it bad. Her depression turns into cold, furious determination when the broken-hearted teen girl hears a Muggle song that simply seems right. Day after the trio leaves.
Ginny Weasley was one very lonely girl.
She was gorgeous, single and sixteen. She could have any boy she wanted to date if she just winked once and mouthed, "Want to go to Hogsmeade?"
Except one teenage boy.
Her former boyfriend Harry Potter was the one she really waned. She really, really did. He was her desire, not because he was hard-to-get, but because she knew he loved her too, but he held back because Voldemort would kill her if they ever tried to date again.
She sat alone, moodily switching the songs on the wireless until she heard a Muggle song come on.
At first she didn't even care, but soon she became interested and even started to try and relate.
Seems that just yesterday
You were a part of me
I used to stand so tall,
I used to be so strong
Ginny mentally agreed with the singer. She did feel stronger with Harry. Now she was weak and small.
Your arms around me tight
Everything it felt so right
Unbreakable, like nothing could go wrong
Well, technically, she always knew stuff could go wrong, but somehow that just faded away whenever she was sitting on her green-eyed marvel's lap.
Now I can't breath
Now I can't sleep
I'm barely hanging on...
Ginny stared at the blue eyes and tears started to gather in her hazel-colored eyes.
Here I am,
Once again,
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see the tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes...
As if the song was magic, her tears seemed to evaporate away from her eyes, though internally she cried and wailed and wept.
I told you everything
Opened up and let you in
You made me feel alright
For once in my life
Now all that's left of me
Is what I pretend to be...
So together but so broken up inside
Ginny's eyes stayed dry as the chorus played again, but it was a huge effort.
Swallow me then spit me out
For hating you I blame myself
Seeing you it kills me now
Now I don't cry on the outside
ANYMORE!!!
That part, she thought, must relate to Voldemort somehow. She had let herself be swallowed but him—his sympathies had seemed so real. Now she hated him and blamed herself. He hatred was personal, the sort of hate that comes by being personally hurt by that git.
Here I am
Once again
I'm torn into pieces
Can't deny it, can't pretend
Just thought you were the one
Broken up, deep inside
But you won't get to see these tears I cry
Behind these hazel eyes...
When the song ended, Ginny stood up, cold fury in her eyes, soul mourning inside, yet her fury became cold determination.
"I will never cry again," she vowed. "I will be strong for Harry. I will not be pathetic again. I will be strong for Harry. I'll be strong for my Harry."