Chapter One
Trouble in La-La Land (Who Am I?)
Ginny sat in the common room, writing in her diary. She felt ill and wanted to relax in front of the fireplace.
"I want to ask the world who I am. I want the world to open up and tell me its secrets; it makes things a lot easier.
I felt the sting along time ago. The sting, of betrayal, segregation and hate…I felt it so fast; it knocked me off my feet.
I remember it so clearly…"
"We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago"
"Harry! Haha, you're so bad," Ginny ran up the boy's dorm stairs, tripping. Harry reached her and playfully grabbed her arms.
"Got ya," he said kissing her lips. Ginny giggled furiously and continued up the stairs, Harry behind her, holding her hand.
Tonight was the night, Ginny thought to herself. Tonight was the night she was going to give herself to Harry.
Harry kicked the door in and locked it with his wand. Ginny knew no one was in the dorm, everyone was at dinner. Ginny sat stiffly on Harry's bed, smiling. She's never felt so nervous in her life, she's never felt like she was about to lose something she's had forever.
"Are…you ready?" Harry asked awkwardly. Ginny shrugged and started to unbutton her shirt, revealing her sports bra. Harry smiled and started to undress himself.
Slowly, the two met on Harry's bed. Ginny glanced sideways at Harry and nodded. Harry crawled on top of Ginny and rose up on his elbows to look into her face. Ginny closed her eyes and swallowed hard. Harry entered her slowly and Ginny screamed. She whimpered as Harry moved in and out of her. She hated this. She wanted him to stop but she couldn't bring herself to telling him this, ruining their first time together. Harry was indeed hurting her with every stroke, up until the end of it, when Harry gave a loud moan. He pulled out of Ginny and rolled onto his back next to her. Ginny shook herself, trying to come out of her miniature state of shock. Harry got up and went to the bathroom. Ginny listened closely to hear his swearing. He came out of the bathroom tossing a photo into his bedside drawer.
"What…is that?" Ginny asked warily. Harry looked up at her and smiled.
"Don't worry about it Gin, it's nothing, really," Harry said getting back in bed. When Harry fell asleep, Ginny walked to the side of his bed and quietly observed the stuff in Harry's drawer. Ginny gasped when she saw several pictures of Hermione, and letters in her curly handwriting. Ginny almost vomited. She lifted up on of the photos. It was a picture of Hermione wearing one of Harry's shirts. It was taken in this dorm, on his bed. She turned it around to see Harry's handwriting. "First Time", fourth year, May 5, 2004
Ginny was in tears, Harry has been cheating on her.
Ginny picked up one of Hermione's letters.
Dear Harry,
I want you to come with me to my parents' house this summer.
It'll be so much fun, we can go to the beach and spend countless
hours under oak trees.
Please think about it.
I Love you,
Hermione.
Realization suddenly dawned on Ginny. The summer of fourth year, Harry could not spend the summer with her because he was having "family problems". Ginny dropped the letter and closed the drawer. She bit the bottom of her lip to stifle a cry. She got dressed, realizing the time; she went down to the common room and out the portrait door.
Ginny ran down the corridor, crying. She stopped to lean against a wall and take several deep breaths.
"What happened to you?" said a voice. Ginny looked wildly around. Someone began to walk towards her. She moved away from the wall trying to make out this new intruder.
Ginny glared when she saw who it was.
Draco Malfoy
"Nothing happened to me," Ginny said turning around to leave. Ginny stopped and leaned against the wall again. Suddenly she was feeling very ill. Her head was spinning and she lost her balance. All she remembered was falling to the ground and someone with strong arms carry her away.
When Ginny woke up, she was underneath green silk sheets, and she had two pillows doubled underneath her head. The room was dark and empty and a window was slightly cracked open. The window was the most beautiful thing in the room. It was big with a balcony. She's never seen anything like this in her years at Hogwarts.
"I added it," said a disembodied voice. Ginny jumped and felt someone sit on the edge of the bed. It was Malfoy.
"Why…why am I here?" Ginny stammered. Malfoy searched her face, smiling.
"You fainted, and I brought you here, it was close, and you're mighty heavy," Malfoy said. Ginny scowled him and looked down at herself. She wasn't dressed in the clothes she had on earlier.
"You undressed me?" Ginny asked in disgust. Malfoy nodded, a smile playing his face. Ginny started to panic. Who knows what he did to her while she was unconscious. Malfoy sensed her thoughts and spoke up.
"Don't worry Weasley; I didn't touch your scrawny ass," Malfoy got up to close the window.
Ginny's stomach whirled and she threw her self back onto the pillows. She moaned in pain. Malfoy turned to stare at her wither on his bed. He sat on the edge again and stared at her.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked quietly.
"I…don't…know," Ginny cried. Tears were once again running down her face.
"What did you do today?" he asked. Ginny winced, remembering the events she faced earlier. Ginny gulped and turned away from him, it made it easier for her to talk.
"Harry and I…we…It was…my…first time…" Ginny struggled out. Malfoy stared down at his hands while he heard this.
"Well, no wonder you're having stomach problems. Your body is getting used to what just happened. Point to where it hurts," Malfoy asked. Ginny was clearly embarrassed, but did what she was told and pointed to the edge of her flat belly, near her loins.
Malfoy nodded and stood up. He left to the loo and came back with a small brown bottle.
"Drink this,"
"What is it?"
"It's something that'll help you, just drink it," Malfoy said annoyed. Ginny downed the bottle and felt extremely tired. She yawned and leaned against her pillow. Soon, she slipped into an easy sleep.
