Someone to Love
Disclaimer:
Obviously, I do not own Harry Potter.
If I did, I wouldn't be here right now...
Author's note:
Well, hi there! I'm Aradia! I wrote this during a few study halls,
because I just wanted a short, sweet story, because I've got the senior year
blues... Anyway, I decided when I
finished this that it wanted more; so there will be three other parts, each
exploring a different point of view, and each following the first. It other words, the next one starts the
morning after this one, and so on. Each
piece can stand on its own, so if you want to pick a POV and read that one, you
can. This one's Ginny, the next one's
Harry, the one after that is Draco, and the last one will be me, Aradia. So there you have it. Sorry I've talked for so long, but anyway... Thank you's are in order for Sarai and
Arnica and Zoe for always being there!
You are the best friends and sister a girl could hope for! (I just thought I'd say that and thank this
amazing trio for putting up with me...)
Enjoy!
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"Merry fucking Christmas." I watched him as he tossed the last of his
gin back. He was drunk, but he had the
right. His heart had been broken, and
nobody cared. Nobody but me.
Then again, it's not like anybody knew. After all, who could really get into the
mind, or heart, of Harry Potter? The
boy who lived? Not me, that's for sure.
Well, It had all started this afternoon. Well, obviously it started before that, but
it was this afternoon that we all found out.
Christmas Eve...
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"Hey Ginny!"
Hermione laughed again as she looked at our deformed, lopsided
tree. "It's your year to put on
the angel! I'll go get you the
ladder." Hermione started towards
the kitchen.
It had been a great day.
We had finally found a Christmas tree this afternoon. It must have been the ugliest little tree in
the lot, but it was ours. We had come
home to decorate it. For the first time
in months, we were all together. Harry,
Hermione, Ron, Draco, and me.
I guess I should start with how we all got to be living
together. It was my idea. I had just graduated Hogwarts, and I really
missed the whole dorm idea, and I really wanted to keep the whole communal home
idea. Of course, Harry, Hermione, and
Ron were in. Ron, my brother, Hermione,
my best friend, and Harry, my heart's ache.
It had been a fight to get Draco in.
I wanted him there. We were
dating at the time, though we have long since broken up. But just then, we were happy. The thing that cinched it was that he had
money. With all the allowances he had
saved, he had the cash for the down payment.
So, with that all decided, we found this old, decrepit
mansion. It had been forgotten by the
world. We bought it, really cheap. We fixed it up. And this was our haven, when we were home. Really, we were all so busy that we rarely
were in the house at the same time, but it was still good.
Everything was perfect for a while, but we hadn't guessed
on this happening. Anyway, back to my
story.
Before Hermione could reach the kitchen to get the
stepladder, Harry, who was also laughing, broke in.
"Nah, Ginny doesn't need a ladder. That sickly tree's so small..." At this, I
turned and glared at Harry. It was true
that the tree was small, but it was still taller that my 5 feet. Harry might have gotten really tall in fifth
year, but I hadn't.
"Oops, sorry, Gin..." Harry blushed. I could tell he hadn't meant to tease
me. "Still, you don't need a
ladder. I'll lift you up
myself." Before I had the chance
to tell him no, he was grinning and grabbing for my waist. He swung me up the few more inches I needed
to reach the top. Quickly, I placed the
angel on the top of the afflicted tree.
Everyone clapped and laughed as Harry gently placed me on
my feet. Turning around to take my bow,
I saw Hermione winking at me. I shot
her a warning look, unseen by the rest.
Harry didn't know I still liked him...
Besides, everyone knew Harry was in love with her, Hermione. Didn't they?
We admired the tree, and then went off to do our real work
of the day. After all, most of us had
jobs that really couldn't wait, even for Christmas. We had Harry, Hermione, and Ron, the greatest Auror team that had
ever lived; we had Draco, the spy, and, well, me. I know I wasn't important.
I was a mere thespian... But
dammit, everyone has a right to be entertained on Christmas too!
With our busyness, we never even noticed when they left.
When they came back, we noticed. They called us all together, in fact.
"I know this may sound really, really sudden to all
of you..." Hermione looked around at us nervously, blushing. "But, well... We're getting married!!!!"
Hermione was practically glowing as she showed us all her engagement
ring. Ron put his arm around her,
showing us all who the happy husband-to-be was. As if we didn't know.
I, personally, was really excited. I love Hermione, and she was going to be my
sister! Yeah!!
I looked over at Harry.
He was pale. He looked sick- for
a second. Then it was gone. I could tell he was forcing himself to be
cheerful, happy for his friends. I
could hear his heart breaking.
We celebrated all night.
We celebrated Christmas. We
celebrated the engagement... It was
Christmas day when we all went to sleep, well, to bed anyway. I couldn't sleep, so her I am. And here he is.
I turned my attention back to Harry. He had started to cry. Not loud sobs, just silent tears. How I longed to hold him, take him in my
arms and stop the tears.
Before I knew what I was doing, I had walked over to
him. I wiped away his tars, letting my
fingers linger on his cheek. When he
looked up at my, there was such anguish in his eyes...
"Oh, Ginny, how could she do it? How could she?" Overcome again with grief, Harry collapsed
into my arms. I held him, knowing there
was nothing I could say or do to make him feel better.
After a few minutes, Harry fell silent again. For a second, I thought that he had fallen
asleep. I was wrong.
"Who would think it, Ginny? Who?" I had no idea
what he was talking about, so I stayed silent.
"The famous Harry Potter, two time defeater of Lord
Voldemort, on the cover of Witches Weekly and Teen Witch more times than I can
fucking count, and here I am. Drunk and
alone. Who would guess that the famous
Harry Potter, loved by all, is really loved by none?"
I was shocked. Did
he really think that? How could he
think that? How could he not know?
"No, Harry, you know that's not true!" He turned his red-rimmed, blood-shot eyes
towards me.
"Oh, really, Ginny?
First, Cho. Remember how we were
dating at Hogwarts? I was just
rebound. And you, Ginny? My seventh year, I, stupid prat that I am,
had finally realized how much I liked you.
I had even gotten up the nerve to ask you out. After the way I had treated you, I was afraid that you'd laugh at
me... Well, never mind on that. You were dating Malfoy. No luck there!" I tried to tell him that I had only been
dating Draco because I knew I could never have Harry, but he wouldn't let me.
"Then all the girls I've tried to date since
graduation. They all left me. Guess the wonderful Harry Potter just isn't
interesting enough to stay with. And
now Hermione... Oh, Ginny, I just want
someone to love who loves me back."
He fell silent again.
'Oh, Harry, you have me.
I love you. I always have. I always will." I looked down at him. His eyes were closed, his breathing
even. I smiled. Maybe it was better this way.
I gently shook the sleeping Harry.
"Come on, Harry, let's get you up to bed." I put his arm around my shoulders, lifting
him up, making him stand. I led him up
the stairs, pulled him into his room. I
laid him on the bed, covered him up, and started to leave the room.
'Don't go!"
Harry was sitting up in bed, looking at me, pleading. "Please, don't make me be alone
anymore." I smiled slightly. I would never make him be alone.
I crossed the room again and sat on the edge of the bed,
unsure what he wanted. He put his arms
around me, pulling me down, making me lie next to him. He held on, and neither of us was
alone. I didn't know what the morning
would hold, but for now, we had both found someone to love.
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I hope you enjoyed it!!!!
Stay tuned for the sequel, A Hand To Hold!
