Forbidden, Forever
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Standing there on the platform at Kings Cross, Ginny felt like crying.
She was just about to start her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry and she wasn't looking forward to it one bit.
Last year Ron, the youngest of her older brothers had left. So had his best
friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, who Ginny had admired tremendously.
Not only did she not have any of her brothers with her anymore, but Harry had married
Hermione, at which she had been most upset.
Ginny looked for her friends among the crowd, then remembered that she didn't
have any and slipped back into her daydream.
She had felt terrible all summer because the only person she had ever been close
to had also left. Seamus Finnigan was now travelling in Japan with Lavender Brown
after politely telling Ginny at the end of last year that he wasn't ready for commitment,
and that it was him, not her. You know, thought Ginny, the usual kind of crap.
Seamus had been the only person she had ever given herself to, you know, properly.
Ron had been furious and threatened to kill Seamus, but she had told him that it was her
life and she could do what she wanted.
"Look what my life's like now." She murmured.
She heard the whistle of the train go and she hurredly dragged her hand across her
eyes and hoped no one could tell she'd been crying.
Later that month.........
Ginny took her place at the Gryffindor table and waited for the food to appear. Just then,
her least favourite person in the world sat down next to her. It was Colin Creevey.
Ginny had many admirers because she was beautiful. She had grown from Skinny Ginny
the ugly duckling, into a tall, willowy, porcelain skinned swan. Her eyes were no longer murky
grey, but clear, sparkling turquoise and she was no longer thin, but slim. She had a certain
way of walking that made guys stare.
Unfortunately, Colin had been one of the dozens turned down when Ginny had agreed to
go out with Seamus, and, equally unfortunately, he was still very bitter about it.
Still, thought Ginny, he managed to find time to sleep with as many girls as possible
in a week as well as find time to insult her.
She pulled out her timetable and was surprised to find that all though she had double
potions with Proffessor Snape first lesson, she didn't seem to mind. Snape isn't actually that
bad, she thought.
"Stop it, Ginny." she said quietly to herself.
Just then, she had the feeling someone was watching her. She looked up and saw Snape
staring at her. But this wasn't the usual, hate-filled look he gave her, it was different somehow,
more warm and, dare she say it, normal. He looked away, startled. No, thought Ginny, stop
thinking like this. Then it hit her, something was different about him. He had washed his hair!
Ginny was amazed and slightly afraid to find herself thinking, he isn't that bad looking is he?
"Actually," she said to herself, "he's not bad at all".
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling (to whom we praises sing),
but the plot is mine as far as I know. Sorry if anyone else has done this before.
Author's note: Aaaaaaarggghh! The end of the world is nigh! I just found this fic - IT'S THE FIRST ONE I EVER
DID! I put this up a while ago, but I took it down in the end. I dunno why. So I found it and decided to post it again.
This fic is dedicated to miss420.
P.S. Please review!
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Standing there on the platform at Kings Cross, Ginny felt like crying.
She was just about to start her seventh and final year at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry and she wasn't looking forward to it one bit.
Last year Ron, the youngest of her older brothers had left. So had his best
friends, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, who Ginny had admired tremendously.
Not only did she not have any of her brothers with her anymore, but Harry had married
Hermione, at which she had been most upset.
Ginny looked for her friends among the crowd, then remembered that she didn't
have any and slipped back into her daydream.
She had felt terrible all summer because the only person she had ever been close
to had also left. Seamus Finnigan was now travelling in Japan with Lavender Brown
after politely telling Ginny at the end of last year that he wasn't ready for commitment,
and that it was him, not her. You know, thought Ginny, the usual kind of crap.
Seamus had been the only person she had ever given herself to, you know, properly.
Ron had been furious and threatened to kill Seamus, but she had told him that it was her
life and she could do what she wanted.
"Look what my life's like now." She murmured.
She heard the whistle of the train go and she hurredly dragged her hand across her
eyes and hoped no one could tell she'd been crying.
Later that month.........
Ginny took her place at the Gryffindor table and waited for the food to appear. Just then,
her least favourite person in the world sat down next to her. It was Colin Creevey.
Ginny had many admirers because she was beautiful. She had grown from Skinny Ginny
the ugly duckling, into a tall, willowy, porcelain skinned swan. Her eyes were no longer murky
grey, but clear, sparkling turquoise and she was no longer thin, but slim. She had a certain
way of walking that made guys stare.
Unfortunately, Colin had been one of the dozens turned down when Ginny had agreed to
go out with Seamus, and, equally unfortunately, he was still very bitter about it.
Still, thought Ginny, he managed to find time to sleep with as many girls as possible
in a week as well as find time to insult her.
She pulled out her timetable and was surprised to find that all though she had double
potions with Proffessor Snape first lesson, she didn't seem to mind. Snape isn't actually that
bad, she thought.
"Stop it, Ginny." she said quietly to herself.
Just then, she had the feeling someone was watching her. She looked up and saw Snape
staring at her. But this wasn't the usual, hate-filled look he gave her, it was different somehow,
more warm and, dare she say it, normal. He looked away, startled. No, thought Ginny, stop
thinking like this. Then it hit her, something was different about him. He had washed his hair!
Ginny was amazed and slightly afraid to find herself thinking, he isn't that bad looking is he?
"Actually," she said to herself, "he's not bad at all".
Disclaimer: All the characters belong to J.K. Rowling (to whom we praises sing),
but the plot is mine as far as I know. Sorry if anyone else has done this before.
Author's note: Aaaaaaarggghh! The end of the world is nigh! I just found this fic - IT'S THE FIRST ONE I EVER
DID! I put this up a while ago, but I took it down in the end. I dunno why. So I found it and decided to post it again.
This fic is dedicated to miss420.
P.S. Please review!