Forbidden Love
Clio Desse
Based on the works of JK Rowling, no infringement intened.
I own myself, the plot, and characters you do not recognize.
Chapter One
Ginny Weasley peered around the corner of the front doorway, catching sight of two boys greeting one another. One was her brother, the tall red haired one with the rather long nose, and the other was his good friend, who had messy black hair and amazing green eyes. His name was Harry Potter, who at that moment, glanced over toward where she crouched, causing her to jerk back against the wall, praying he hadn't seen her. Deciding not to press her luck any further, Ginny pushed off the wall and hurried to her room before the boys came inside.
Sure enough, as she closed her door quietly, the sound of the pair clamoring up the stairs reached her. Ginny was used to the noise. Harry usually came over every summer since he'd met Ron on the train to Hogwarts, and since she had two older twin brothers who reveled in making as much noise as possible(and trouble) it didn't bother her. Ginny moved over to her desk and sat down with a quiet sigh. Her Hogwarts envelope had been left there this morning by her mother and the list for her fourth year books and supplies she needed atop it.
Ignoring both, Ginny looked into the mirror studying herself carefully. Her bright red hair that every Weasley child had had grown passed her shoulders this summer, she hadn't bothered to cut it short preferring the long hair. Her skin was slightly tan from spending the summer days outside accenting her large brown eyes. Satisfied with what she saw she finally gave her attention to the list, it read:
Divination, by Cassandra Vablatsky
Transfiguration, by Jenine Hadide
150 Charms, by Kinith Daderly
Under it, her mother had scribbled they were going to Diagon Alley tomorrow after Hermione arrived. At least Hermione will be here, Ginny thought. And I won't have to put up with all these boys. Hermione was visiting in Krum in Bulgeria, and would be dropped off by the knight bus the next morning.
Shouts of laughter shook her from her reverie and she hurried to her door. Fred, George, Ron, and Harry were hurrying downstairs, Harry's Firebolt clutched in one hand. With a slight smile, Ginny slipped out of her room and followed after them to join.
Ginny sat on the opposite end of where her brother and Harry sat, with her fourth year friends. The Sorting and Dumbledore's speech had finished moments before and the plates began to fill with food. A brunette girl with a heart shaped face beside her noticed Ginny's look in Harry's direction.
"Still haven't said anything Ginny?" the brunette girl asked quietly, so the rest of their friends wouldn't hear.
"Huh?" Ginny asked, blinking. She looked at her friend blankly. "Said anything to who?"
"Don't play dumb." the brunette grinned, she leaned her head down where Harry sat. "Have you said anything to him!"
"I don't have anything to say to him." Ginny exclaimed, blushing to the roots of her hair. She pretended to be busy selecting food, and grumbled, "He doesn't like me anyways."
"Then why drool after him?" the brunette asked.
"I do not drool after him!" Ginny said, looking offended.
"Oh you do, don't deny it." the brunette laughed.
"Alana," Ginny warned.
"Fine, you don't drool after him." Alana said, raising her hands in surrender. When Ginny looked satisfied and turned, she added, "just stare at him constantly."
"You are just asking to be hurt." Ginny snapped.
"And you are in denial." Alana shrugged. Ginny didn't answer, and finished her dinner. The rest of the meal was filled with chattering talk about the latest news on He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, and the cutest boys. Ginny only half listened, the other part of her battled with her mind who was currently telling her off.
Alana's right, either I need to say something to him or get over him, Ginny thought with a frown.
But I am over him, I don't think of him like that, the more stubborn part of herself objected.
You are not, or you wouldn't stare at him constantly, or try and spy on him when he comes over.
I am to
Not
Am
Not!
Ginny gave her head a shake, that wasn't getting her anywhere.