Forbidden, Forever: Part 2.
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Ginny pushed the thoughts she was having to the back of her mind, but she was finding it
really hard. Having no one to talk to didn't help, she thought. How can I not think about him
when I've got nothing else better to do?
Mainly, the reason she had no friends was because all the girls blamed Ginny for
stealing their boyfriends, which was not in the least bit intentional. All the boys hated her for
turning them down before various balls and parties. Ginny had never felt so lonely in her life.
She couldn't stop thinking about Snape. She didn't know why, but there was just a little
voice at the back of her head going, "just look at him, go on." So she did. She glanced up at
the top table and was startled to find Snape's eyes on her again. Her eyes met his. Instead of
glittering with the usual malice, they almost looked friendly. As she stared into his eyes, her
world stopped turning. The noise of everyone around her disappeared and it seemed like the
only two people in the hall were her and Snape. She found herself smiling at him.
Bang! Ginny was brought out of her dream by Colin Creevey knocking the pumpkin juice
jug over, the juice went all over Ginny and her robes were soaked.
She jumped up and shouted at him.
"Look what you've done, you idiot!" People began to stare.
"Sorry," he drawled in that arrogant manner he had (he was almost as bad as
Malfoy), "Wouldn't want to dirty your clothes would we now, whore?"
"How dare you!" She screeched and pulled out her wand, "RICTUSEMPRA!"
Colin ducked but pulled out his own wand and yelled back, "DENSUAGEO!" At which Ginny
ducked too, but only just in time. When she looked up, Snape had Colin by the back of his
robes.
"Right, that's enough! Detention both of you. Creevey, tomorrow, 7:30. Gin,... I mean Weasley,
tonight, 7:30, my office. Now go to your lessons," he looked around, "ALL OF YOU!"
Snape caught Ginny's eye but hurredly looked away and went off to his classroom.

How Ginny survived the potions lesson, she didn't know. She kept her head down, reading her
textbook, avoiding looking at Snape. He was strangely pre-occupied and even forgot to be
horrible to the Gryffindors (with the exception of Colin, to whom he was being particularly
vindictive). Her relief when the bell went was profound and she practically ran out of the door
and down the corridor.
When she reached the portrait hole she leaned against the wall and gasped for breath.
"How can I get through a detention with him on my own, if I can't get through a lesson with the
rest of the class?" She thought. "What the hell is wrong with me?"


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