Warning: f/f slash and character death.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine and never will be
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Ginny's PoV
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Ginny sighed as she looked over at Hermione. She's so beautiful and perfect. She'll never like me, besides she most likely straight. Why do I have to like girls? And her of all the girls in school.
I see her scribbling furiously at her homework, every time I see her she seems so more beautiful, so more perfect, so more...
Why do I even bother to think about her? I'm not worthy of her affections. The ones that will never be possible to exist, I remind myself. Hell, I don't even deserve her friendship. I'm just a worthless nobody. A shadow in the Weasley family. A poor Weasley family.
My brother and Harry are walking towards Hermione. My brother.. Why just last week I saw Ron kiss my beloved---- not and never will be my beloved Hermione. I wish, just once, that I could kiss her like my brother did. It doesn't even have to be that passionate. But why bother even wishing when I know she'll never do that, except in my dreams.
I blush as I remember one particular dream involving me and her---all hot and sweaty too. I see them laughing and joking now. My brother affectionately holding Hermione by the waist. Oh how I envy Ron! It should be I not him holding her like that caressing her tenderly. But why bother fantasizing about it? I already know the outcome. She'll marry Ron and be happy, and who do I get? Nobody of course!
I know she loves him deeply and he loves her. There's no arguing the fact. I really only want her to be happy. So why must I always get jealous every time I see them together? I guess it must be a part of love or something. Now I see just my brother and her leave alone. Without Harry. Oh I know what they'll be doing.
I can't take this anymore. I go upstairs and lay down on my bed attempting to go to sleep. I can't. Maybe I just need a breath of fresh air. I leave quietly and discreetly. But why? It's not like anyone cares about me that much.
I'm outside, but I still don't feel tired at all, so I go for a walk. What that's noise I hear? I hear some loud moaning. Foolishly I head towards the source of the noise. I know what I'll see, but I don't want to believe it.
I see her screaming my brother's name in ecstasy. With a look of pure joy on her face. See? I knew this was what I would see. This is unbearable. I need to get out of here. Now. Thankfully they don't see me leave.
I walk quickly, not knowing where I'm going. Not caring either. My heart aches. Why? Why me? Why did I have to fall in love with someone who was already in love?
My feet take me to the astronomy tower. A perfect place to jump. Am I really sure I want to do this? Why ask? It's not like anybody cared about me, or will miss me when I'm gone.
I climb onto the ledge and look down. I wish things were different. Like Hermione liking me back, or me never having falling in love. I jump off and prepare to meet my death. Oh Hermione Granger, I love you.
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Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine and never will be
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Ginny's PoV
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Ginny sighed as she looked over at Hermione. She's so beautiful and perfect. She'll never like me, besides she most likely straight. Why do I have to like girls? And her of all the girls in school.
I see her scribbling furiously at her homework, every time I see her she seems so more beautiful, so more perfect, so more...
Why do I even bother to think about her? I'm not worthy of her affections. The ones that will never be possible to exist, I remind myself. Hell, I don't even deserve her friendship. I'm just a worthless nobody. A shadow in the Weasley family. A poor Weasley family.
My brother and Harry are walking towards Hermione. My brother.. Why just last week I saw Ron kiss my beloved---- not and never will be my beloved Hermione. I wish, just once, that I could kiss her like my brother did. It doesn't even have to be that passionate. But why bother even wishing when I know she'll never do that, except in my dreams.
I blush as I remember one particular dream involving me and her---all hot and sweaty too. I see them laughing and joking now. My brother affectionately holding Hermione by the waist. Oh how I envy Ron! It should be I not him holding her like that caressing her tenderly. But why bother fantasizing about it? I already know the outcome. She'll marry Ron and be happy, and who do I get? Nobody of course!
I know she loves him deeply and he loves her. There's no arguing the fact. I really only want her to be happy. So why must I always get jealous every time I see them together? I guess it must be a part of love or something. Now I see just my brother and her leave alone. Without Harry. Oh I know what they'll be doing.
I can't take this anymore. I go upstairs and lay down on my bed attempting to go to sleep. I can't. Maybe I just need a breath of fresh air. I leave quietly and discreetly. But why? It's not like anyone cares about me that much.
I'm outside, but I still don't feel tired at all, so I go for a walk. What that's noise I hear? I hear some loud moaning. Foolishly I head towards the source of the noise. I know what I'll see, but I don't want to believe it.
I see her screaming my brother's name in ecstasy. With a look of pure joy on her face. See? I knew this was what I would see. This is unbearable. I need to get out of here. Now. Thankfully they don't see me leave.
I walk quickly, not knowing where I'm going. Not caring either. My heart aches. Why? Why me? Why did I have to fall in love with someone who was already in love?
My feet take me to the astronomy tower. A perfect place to jump. Am I really sure I want to do this? Why ask? It's not like anybody cared about me, or will miss me when I'm gone.
I climb onto the ledge and look down. I wish things were different. Like Hermione liking me back, or me never having falling in love. I jump off and prepare to meet my death. Oh Hermione Granger, I love you.
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