A/N: Sorry for the long wait ;) Thank you to everyone who reviewed/story-alerted this.
A couple days passed from my encounter with Harry and Cho. I gripped the edge of my bed, drawing my legs up and putting my head between my knees. Breathe: in, out, in, out. It hurt. A lot more than I expected. I tried to pick myself up, tried to tell myself that I wasn't any better than any other over-dramatic, hormonal, ungrateful teen. It wasn't enough. I knew I seemed to be making a big deal out of it, but on the inside it hurt more than being dragged over a bed of nails. It hurt to breathe.
I hated my room, but it was my only comfort, because I hated every other room so much more. He slept over in Ron's. Joked around in the twins'. Was just as disgusted as every other Weasley to be near Percy's room. Charlie and Bill... they were never around enough. The kitchen was where he ate his first breakfast here. The den where he slouched on the couch, playing Wizard's Chess with Ron.
Yes, it hurt. Maybe I was a martyr. The very spot I was gazing at on the hardwood floor was where I first kissed him. Painful, very. But the pain was what kept him alive in my head. He, Harry James Potter, had somehow wormed his way into the very center of my heart and became the focal point of my life. So how could he just leave? What did that make me to him? The pathetic ex?
Then I heard laughter in the kitchen. Curiosity overwhelmed me. I hadn't heard anyone laugh in a long while. Everyone was helpless as to what to do with me. I cracked open my door and walked out, leaning quietly over the stairway railing. I saw the top of Harry's tousled head... and next to him, the top of very sleek, shiny, long black hair. Cho Chang? He brought Cho Chang here? A startled, insane laugh burst through my lips. My teeth gritted together, and I felt my jaw clench, so tight it was almost painful. But what was more painful than my heartbreak these days? I felt my face heat up as Cho Chang glanced up and flashed a brilliant smile at me. I saw red.
Was Harry trying to rub it in my face? Then Mum called me.
"Ginny, darling? Come down, Harry's arrived." So cheerful. Was everyone oblivious to Harry's ignorance at my feelings except me? What was so captivating about the green-eyed boy-who-lived anyways? My head automatically started to list the many things that made me his from the start. I stopped my conscience in it's tracks, and turned back to the situation.
She wanted me to go down there where the love of my life was holding onto another woman? Someone needs a trip to St. Mungo's. I found my feet moving of their own accord, though. In no time at all, I was standing right in front of them. Harry waved at me, grinned at me.
"Cho, Ginny. Ginny, Cho," he said, apparently pleased that I hadn't lunged at him yet, poking his eyeballs out. Truth was, I loved those emerald orbs too much. How he used to gaze down at me with them. I forced my mind to shut up.
"We already met." I said sharply. He winced, but kept on his smile. Cho reached out in an embrace, but quickly dropped her arms as I gave her a cold shoulder in response.
"Ginny, what's wrong with you? That's not a very polite way to act towards company," my own mother scolded me.
How dare she! I was pissed beyond words now; I got dumped by Harry, my heart shattered beyond recognition. And Harry gets a new girlfriend, and everyone is okay with that? Excuse me, but am I missing something here? I watched Mum fuss over Cho, leaving me to stand behind in the kitchen. She was already part of the family now. Waves of jealousy swept through my body. I have never felt so alone.
A/N: So I'm just trying to go into detail that Harry isn't just some guy to Ginny. I tried to keep her from being too cheesy, and made it as realistic as possible. I'm also trying to give you guys some perspective on Ginny's thoughts, she has a lot of anger pent up inside her, along with jealousy and hurt. Ginny's not really in a healthy zone, rapidly falling into depression. But don't worry, you'll follow her through her journey of recovery ;)
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