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Ginny sat, hugging
the legs gazing out at the bright, red-orange sun setting behind the lake. She
was thinking, recalling the painful memory about what had happened earlier in
the day.
She was late
for class, running to get there, and ran smack into Draco. Luckily, no one was
around so Draco extended his hand to help he up.
"Um Ginny," he told her embarrassed, "This has to stop. Our
mismatched relationship. It's to dangerous, we could be found out, I mean…"
Ginny's heart was pounding in her chest, "You mean you don't
want to disgrace your father."
She glanced at Draco. He didn't deny it, "Yes, I guess that
is part of it, but don't you see? Now that the dark lord has returned my father
won't let my actions, our actions go unpunished. Don't you see? It is too
dangerous. Even now, we are gambling for our lives."
Ginny looked at him earnestly, "Yes, but you see, I am
willing to take that risk!"
Draco looked
at her sadly. He reached out and took her hand.
"Ginny, dear, I know you are, but you see, this doesn't only
concern me. My father will take this upon his self, ending the lives of your
family. All of them." He meant her gaze, "You included. And I don't think I
could live like that."
Ginny turned her head away, "I have to go to class."
"Ginny…" Draco cried out.
She refused to meat his gaze, "No. Got to get to class."
"Ginny… No I don't mean it like that…"
"Go."
How, after
so many daring years, could she and Draco be torn apart like that? Since the
first day she and Draco had shared something special. It was something she
couls feel. It was a feeling it her gut.
She remembered. Oh, she remembered, and
now, there was nothing left to do, but remember. She remembered the fateful
word: go.
…. When I said go, I never meant away.
You ought to know the freaky games we play.
Can you forgive, and learn not to forget.
Hear me as I'm calling out your name…
Ginny sighed, as
she gazed at the sunset. It seemed so warm, so inviting, yet at the same time,
seemed to fit perfectly to her sad, depressed mood. She watched gazing at some
first years as they caught fireflies by the forest. Someone said something and
they all scattered.
Her eyes then
danced to the castle. So many memories. Someone had to remember. Draco didn't.
No one did. So the job fell on her. She always remembered. She liked to
reflect, to figure out how they could of also done it. This, by the lake
watching the sunset was her favorite spot to remember. Yet, sometimes when the memories
were sad, she wished the job fell on someone else.
Then, out of the
blue, a firefly landed on her leg. She smiled as it fluttered around her,
blinking its butt off. It was teasing the kids, Ginny realized with a smile.
The firefly then landed on her arm.
Ginny laughed. A bug smarter then the first years. It
fluttered up again, but this time they noticed it.
"Hey," a young black-haired girl yelled out, "There it is!"
The firefly, then fluttered out to the lake, and
its light mixed into the sun.
"Wait!" cried Ginny, reaching out her hand, "Come back!"
But her
cry came to late. The fire fly paused, but only for a moment, then it flew away
into the sunlight.
Another disappointment. Yet, in some weird way, she felt content.
Her day, witch had seemed so dark, gloomy, somber, if you will, now was lit, but
not by human or magic, but by the light of a firefly.
Firefly came back to me,
Make the night as bright as day.
I'll be looking out for you,
Tell me that you're lonely too.
Firefly, come lead me on.
Follow you into the sun.
That's the way it ought to be.
Firefly, come back to me.
Ginny
sighed again as she watched the firefly continue his (her?) steady climb to the
sun. I seemed so, so at peace, no not at peace, but more like being content with
what he or she was. Like it had no trouble, no worries. It didn't have to worry
about Draco. He didn't' have to worry about the future. It didn't have to worry
about much at all. The peace she wished
she had along with the firefly. The peace she shared with Draco.
Her thoughts
trained back to him as the firefly disappeared form view. Why seemed to be the only
question that ran through her mind. Why? Yet, deep inside she knew the answer. She
knew Draco was right.
But her
mind didn't want to believe it.
You and Me,
We shared a mystery.
We were so close,
Like Honey to a bee.
If you could tell me,
How to make you understand,
A minor in a major kind of way….
The kids
were again chasing the fireflies. Oh, how she wanted to get up and join them. Ti
be eleven again. To run free with out these troubles, these problems. Yet, in some
why she knew an eleven year old dose worry. And Dose have problems. But being able
to chase fireflies again would be bliss. To have just one in her hand.
Firefly come back to Me,
Make the night as bright as day.
I'll be looking out for you,
Tell me that you're lonely too.
Fireflies come lead me on.
Follow you into the sun.
That's the way it ought to be.
Firefly come back to me.
She got up and headed to the castle. She sighed
again. Her footsteps echoed through the empty halls. Her mind was troubled, and
she wondered it Draco was feeling as glum as she was. She suddenly passed him in
the hall.
"Oh, hi." She said awkwardly, not meeting his eyes.
"Hi, " he said back, not meeting her eyes either.
"Well, gotta go." She said brightly, "see ya."
"Yeah,"
Come and play with my desire…
She got
to the common room. Without a word to anyone she went up to bed. But she paused
at the window. There was the lake and the children setting the fireflies free. One
flew up to her window. It paused before it flew away.
Firefly, come back to me….
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