Dedicated to Ellie. :) Even though you can't review because some bugger hacked your account. :P
Untouchable. That is what she was. Ginevra Molly Weasley was his forbidden fruit that he could look at but never touch. A blood traitor, Gryffindor and Potter's. Forever Potter's, never his.
How was it even possible that he existed? The diary was destroyed, he had felt the searing pain of death. So was was he still wandering, aging, feeling? No one ever noticed him, not even Ginny but sometimes he knew she could feel his presence. Feel the ghostly caresses as she slept, feel his dark blue eyes watching her every movement, feel everything.
She was good at pretending, oh so good. Faking a smile at Harry when he asked what was wrong, trying to ignore the soulless eyes burning holes into her. Every kiss her boyfriend planted on her, he was on her mind. It had been five bloody years. Why could she not move on? Maybe she was sick. Maybe she had that Muggle disease, schizophrenia or something. Maybe she was crazy.
She tried to have sex with Harry, give up her virginity. Luna wasn't even one, having slept with Blaise a few weeks ago but she couldn't will herself to do so. She could feel Tom's anger radiating in the room. He was furious so she let him win, he always won, even if he didn't know it.
Tom thought she was his forbidden fruit, but she was already in the palm of his hand.