Open Your Soul
by: Serena-chan
A/N: Hey peeps! I'm baaaaaack!!! Yes, I have returned (after suffering from a severe bout of writers block *shudders*) to bring you this h/g fluff that I cooked up in honor of Christmas, which is fast approching. Please r/r! Oh, by the way, this takes place right after the GoF.
Merry Christmas! (or if you celebrate anything else, happy holidays!!!!!)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter or anything else associated with it. They all belong to the goddess of all authors J.K. Rowling. *bows and worships*
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Harry sat glumly in the Gryffindor common room staring dully at the fire. It was already Christmas. The year had sped by quickly, and now his fifth year was half over.
Most of the school had gone home to spend the holidays with their families. It was just Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny left in Gryffindor tower. Even Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle had left. With no classes, his homework finished, snowball fights every day, and Christmas only a week away, Harry thought he would be very happy and content.
He was miserable. It had been half a year since Cedric had died, and he still felt he was to blame. He couldn't help it! No matter how many times he told himself that it wasn't his fault, no matter how many times he pushed his sorrow away, the image of Cedric laying there dead shot into his head as though someone had fired a curse at him. With the image, came all the guilt and sorrow and miserable feelings that had been building up inside of him all of this time.
He couldn't talk to anyone about this. Not a soul. Not even Ron or Hermione. They wouldn't understand. None of them had ever really experienced Voldemort. He hid his feelings from his friends.
At the beginning of the year, they seemed to suspect that something was up about him. They treated him much differently, being extra nice and offering to do things for him. Harry hated that. He didn't want them to treat him any differently.
So, he had worked on hiding his feelings, and now he was treated as normally as ever. No one ever suspected the feelings he had hidden deep down inside of him. He even managed to fake a smile when he was supposed to. He was so careful about hiding his feelings. No one would ever know.
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Ginny looked at him from across the common room and sighed. He was thinking about it again. Thinking about Cedric's death. She shivered as she thought of all he'd gone through and how lucky she was to still have him sitting there, near her. Even if he was completly unaware of her presence.
She saw right through that fake smile of his, even though it managed to fool everyone else. She remembered when she herself had worn that exact same fake smile. She had worn it the whole year after the incident in the chamber of secrets. Then, just like now, no one saw through it.
She sighed again. Her heart felt as though it had been ripped from her chest when she looked at him. It hurt her so much to see someone she loved so dearly in so much pain.
There must be something that I can do for him! she thought But what? What helped me get through that horrible time? My family all walked on eggshells around me, and all the kids in school were afraid of me (most of them still are) so I had no friends. No one to talk to. No one that would understand. This must be exactly how he feels right now.
I could let him know that I'm there. That I would understand and listen. No! What am I thinking?! He doesn't even know I exist.
Suddenly, a thought shot into Ginny's head like a bolt of lightning. That's it! Now I remember what helped me get through that time!
Jumping up out of her chair, Ginny dashed up the stairs to see how much money she had left in her savings.
by: Serena-chan
A/N: Hey peeps! I'm baaaaaack!!! Yes, I have returned (after suffering from a severe bout of writers block *shudders*) to bring you this h/g fluff that I cooked up in honor of Christmas, which is fast approching. Please r/r! Oh, by the way, this takes place right after the GoF.
Merry Christmas! (or if you celebrate anything else, happy holidays!!!!!)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Harry Potter or anything else associated with it. They all belong to the goddess of all authors J.K. Rowling. *bows and worships*
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Harry sat glumly in the Gryffindor common room staring dully at the fire. It was already Christmas. The year had sped by quickly, and now his fifth year was half over.
Most of the school had gone home to spend the holidays with their families. It was just Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, and Ginny left in Gryffindor tower. Even Malfoy, Crab, and Goyle had left. With no classes, his homework finished, snowball fights every day, and Christmas only a week away, Harry thought he would be very happy and content.
He was miserable. It had been half a year since Cedric had died, and he still felt he was to blame. He couldn't help it! No matter how many times he told himself that it wasn't his fault, no matter how many times he pushed his sorrow away, the image of Cedric laying there dead shot into his head as though someone had fired a curse at him. With the image, came all the guilt and sorrow and miserable feelings that had been building up inside of him all of this time.
He couldn't talk to anyone about this. Not a soul. Not even Ron or Hermione. They wouldn't understand. None of them had ever really experienced Voldemort. He hid his feelings from his friends.
At the beginning of the year, they seemed to suspect that something was up about him. They treated him much differently, being extra nice and offering to do things for him. Harry hated that. He didn't want them to treat him any differently.
So, he had worked on hiding his feelings, and now he was treated as normally as ever. No one ever suspected the feelings he had hidden deep down inside of him. He even managed to fake a smile when he was supposed to. He was so careful about hiding his feelings. No one would ever know.
~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Ginny looked at him from across the common room and sighed. He was thinking about it again. Thinking about Cedric's death. She shivered as she thought of all he'd gone through and how lucky she was to still have him sitting there, near her. Even if he was completly unaware of her presence.
She saw right through that fake smile of his, even though it managed to fool everyone else. She remembered when she herself had worn that exact same fake smile. She had worn it the whole year after the incident in the chamber of secrets. Then, just like now, no one saw through it.
She sighed again. Her heart felt as though it had been ripped from her chest when she looked at him. It hurt her so much to see someone she loved so dearly in so much pain.
There must be something that I can do for him! she thought But what? What helped me get through that horrible time? My family all walked on eggshells around me, and all the kids in school were afraid of me (most of them still are) so I had no friends. No one to talk to. No one that would understand. This must be exactly how he feels right now.
I could let him know that I'm there. That I would understand and listen. No! What am I thinking?! He doesn't even know I exist.
Suddenly, a thought shot into Ginny's head like a bolt of lightning. That's it! Now I remember what helped me get through that time!
Jumping up out of her chair, Ginny dashed up the stairs to see how much money she had left in her savings.
