Story Title: Rock Bottom

Rating: G

Genre: Romance/Angst/Drama

Fanfic penname: N/A

Facebook name: Anonymous at this time

Pairing: Ginny/Harry, Ginny/Neville

Summary: A broken heart leads Ginny to someone she never expected

I would like to acknowledge that all of the writers know that the Harry Potter characters, locations and any plot lines used are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.

"Everything is perfect," Ginny thought, glancing around the table she had set up. Today was her first Valentine's Day with Harry as a couple. As a kid, she never thought she would end up dating her crush. He seemed way out of her league and interested in everyone but her. But yet, here she was, getting ready to celebrate love and them as a couple. The sound of the front door opening and footsteps coming towards the kitchen broke Ginny's thoughts. Harry had arrived. "Sit down Harry, dinner is almost ready. Let me pour you some wine," Ginny told him. Harry did as she asked, and after pouring some wine for him to drink, she pulled dinner from the oven and served it, first to him, then to herself.

Dinner was unusually quiet and strained, in Ginny's mind. Harry just didn't seem to be all there today. Sure, Harry was talking, but he just didn't seem to freely give information, giving short answers whenever she asked him something. "Maybe he is just tired from work," Ginny thought, "I should just give him a little space and let him eat without chattering. Lord knows I can chatter all day when I'm not thinking about it."

About five minutes later, Harry sighed and looked up at her, "Ginny I just can't do this."

Ginny started to tremble, stuttering out "What do you mean?"

"I'm not in love with you anymore Ginny. When we were just kids at Hogwarts and you were going out with all those other guys, I thought I wanted you. Maybe I did in the beginning. But now, I just don't love you back anymore. I didn't want to tell you today, but after seeing all this work you put in for me I decided it was best to let you know now."

Ginny swallowed hard, a huge lump seemed to form in her throat in the last thirty seconds. She tried to say something, anything, but knew she couldn't without bursting into tears. She pushed her food around her plate, not hungry anymore. Harry really didn't seem hungry anymore either, as he was doing the same thing.

After about five minutes of this Harry got up to leave, "I better go Ginny. I hope you're able to find someone that will love you in the way I never will be able to." And with that, the person that she was so in love with, left her behind, her heart shattered. Today was Valentine's Day, the day where people were supposed to celebrate love, not shatter hearts. The tears that were threatening to form now spilled out of her eyes. Ginny ran to her bedroom and buried her face into her pillows, sobbing. This was not how today was supposed to go.

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It was a little over a week after Harry shattered Ginny's heart. Ginny was now sitting at some muggle bar, a bar that advertised weekend specials. The drinks here weren't bad, nothing like what was offered in the wizarding world. She just couldn't make herself go anywhere that might have someone asking about her and Harry, about what happened. She considered herself a strong, independent woman, but this heartbreak had reduced her to a crying mess. She was afraid that she would never get over her broken heart.

Ginny was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice that a familiar face had sat down next to her. She only realized it when she recognized the voice ordering a drink. "Neville…" she said looking.

"Hey," he replied, "I was hoping that was you. I wasn't for sure, but I really wanted it to be you." Neville was still a little awkward, never really getting over that from their Hogwarts years. Sure, he was less awkward than he was when he took her to the Yule Ball, but he still wasn't the type that you would call the perfect Prince Charming. Yet, despite his awkwardness, he had an appeal to him. He was so gentle and kind that you couldn't help liking him.

Ginny smiled, "Well you were probably the last person I would think would be in here. I thought I was the only one who knew about this place." Ginny replied. It was true though, she had visited this bar a few times since she left Hogwarts, whenever she felt like being just another person instead of someone that everyone knew. Sure, she was proud to be a person that was known in the wizarding world, but sometimes, a girl just needs a few drinks by herself.

Neville laughed just a little, "Yeah. I stumbled upon this bar by accident one day after work. I decided to try it just to see then began to love the atmosphere. It really holds some sort of charm, doesn't it?"

"Yeah it really does," Ginny said, beginning to relax a little. Neville had grown up a lot even after leaving Hogwarts. He was still the same kind yet awkward person he was ever since she met him, but he had become very handsome in the last few years.

Soon, Ginny found herself wrapped up in conversation with Neville. They talked about almost everything but Harry as the time passed without them even realizing. The next thing they knew, the barkeeper was telling them that the bar was closed and they needed to get going. "Same time next week?" Ginny asked, hoping that he would say yes. She had missed this type of conversation. Harry was never this easy to talk to, even when they were a new couple.

"Sure Ginny, I'll buy drinks next time," he said, grinning at her.

"It's a date," slipped out of her mouth before she even realized. She wasn't ready to date or even have another relationship, it was just too soon after Harry broke up with her.

Neville didn't seem to care, however, since he just confirmed and walked her outside, "Yes, it certainly is a date, see you next week."

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It had been two years since that fateful day. After about three months of meeting Neville at that little muggle bar, he asked her to be her girlfriend. She was unsure at first, thinking that it would just lead to another heartbreak. But Neville was just so much different, she decided to take a leap of faith. She was glad she did, Neville treated her both like a princess and a best friend. They would make popcorn and watch scary movies on that muggle thing called a television. They weren't scary to Ginny, more humorous than anything, but sitting there watching them and eating popcorn with him made them seem better. They would go on long walks, sometimes talking, sometimes silently watching what was going on.

Today was Valentine's Day. She really didn't want to make a big fuss about it, since the memory of Harry was still strong in her head. Still, she decided to invite Neville over for a simple pasta supper and some wine. She decided it wasn't about love or Valentine's Day, but simply a night with her boyfriend and favorite person.

Ginny was just finishing up the sauce when Neville walked in, "Hey babe, I brought some of that wine you liked. I'll pour you a glass when you finish up with supper." Ginny smiled, Neville was just so thoughtful. He seemed to love serving her as much as she loved serving him.

Dinner was going so much better this time around. They talked and laughed into their food. The atmosphere was bright and cheery. It was the day she was imagining with Harry, but with the person she wasn't expecting it to be. It was like a dream, yet it was reality.

They talked long after they were both full. Even though they saw each other often, they still had so much to say when they saw each other. "Hey babe," Ginny said, "I need to at least get these dishes soaking, otherwise they will be impossible to clean no matter what spell I use." Ginny got up, going to pick up the dishes.

She was surprised when Neville got up and took her hand, preventing her from picking up anything. Her heart pounded when he carefully lowered himself down on one knee, "Ginny, I have loved you ever since I took you to the Yule Ball. I was too much of a coward to say something while in school and I almost lost you. That chance meeting made me realize how important you are to me. I know you aren't a big fan of Valentine's Day after what happened with Harry, but I want to change that and make it special again. I want to be with you forever Ginny, will you marry me?" Neville withdrew a small box from his pocket and opened it. A small ring was nestled inside. It was the kind of ring that Ginny would have picked for herself, small, simple and elegant.

Tears came to her eyes, happy tears this time, as she said yes and Neville slide the ring onto her finger. It was the perfect fit, just as he was the perfect fit for her.

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