A/N This stupid plot bunny has been in my head forever now! Stupid thing,
I had to get it out. If you hate it, oh well, I'm sure I'll live, though I
don't especially like flames. Well, here it is, the ficlet that has been
haunting me. (It will probably sux too. OH well.)
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be posting a fanfic, and the 5th book would already be out.
Then Why.?
I had just started my 7th year at Hogwarts, I was head girl, and Harry was head boy. It had been a pretty normal year so far. Hargrid's death was still looming over us all, especially Harry. It must be terrible for him. Everyone thinks he is like the savior of the world, but he's only 17. It's sad really, he shouldn't have all of this pressure on him. I think Harry thinks it's his responsibility to defeat Voldemort, because of his parent's deaths. I don't think I could ever bear not having any parents; they are the people in the world who will love you no matter what. Harry doesn't have that kind of love. He has Ron, and me but that's about it.
Poor Harry, but he doesn't want my pity, nor does he need it. He's strong, and he can make it, but sometimes I think, no, I know he needs someone to love, someone to love him.
Not like a parent, no a lover. There was that silly fling with Cho, but that didn't work. There were a few others, but currently it was Ginny. Don't get me wrong Ginny's a great girl, one of my best friends in fact, but she's all wrong for him. I only think they got together because they were supposed to, but maybe I'm wrong, maybe they truly do love each other.
Maybe
Speaking of love life's, mine has gotten a little more interesting also. After Victor Krum, that cheating bas. oops, I'm going off track. Anyway after Krum, there was a few other's, including Draco Malfoy, that came as a surprise. He had certainly changed, now being one of Harry's friends, maybe even one of his best friends. He and Ron still aren't friends, but they are civil to each other, thank gods. Harry and Ron have stayed best friends, though I'm not sure if it's going to stay that way after this..
Ron is my current boyfriend. Again, I think we got together just because everyone expected us to. No, that's not right, we love each other. Ron is my world, I would never hurt him in any way, but aren't I hurting him now, doing this? If he finds out, no when he finds out, we will tell him, we have to. Well, when he finds out, this is going to kill him. It's going to tear him apart. But what can I do? This feels so right, even though it's so wrong. I know it's wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. I love Ron. right?
Then why am I kissing Harry?
(A/N I should leave you right there, but I not, because I know what a bad cliffhanger feels like.)
It all happened so fast. We were in the common room. We were just doing potions homework. Ginny had left. oh gods, I forgot about Ginny. This is going to kill her to. The Weasley family is going to kill us. Well back to my story, after Ginny left we continued working. It was going well, still on the friendly side of the line, then one thing happened that sent us off the edge.
It was a simple thing, we had toughed, hugged, even kissed on the cheek, so many times before, I don't know why this time was so different, but it was. We both reached for the book at the same time, and my hand covered his. I found myself looking into his emerald eyes like I had done so many times before, but it was different this time. I could read his eyes when I looked in them. There was always something different in them; fear, confusion, hope, determination, but never what they held then. Never had I seen Harry Potter have love in his eyes.
It hit me so fast. I jumped back. Harry did too; I guess he saw it in my eyes like I did in his. Neither of us spoke, we just sat back down on the couch. We faced each other, not knowing what to say. Then it happened:
We just started kissing
Fireworks started exploding in my head. My hands ran repeatedly through his hair, and his hands roamed around on my back. It was like I had been completed. Almost if Harry was the thing I had needed for so long. Like the missing piece of a puzzle had been found.
But we both know it's wrong. We both know that Ron and Ginny will be heartbroken. We both know of all of the consequences of what we are doing right know.
Then why aren't we stopping?
Then why I feel as if this is so right
Then why do I feel as though nothing exists except Harry?
My mind knows this is wrong, but my heart knows this is right. As corny as that sounds, it is very accurate. I think; I know that Harry is the one I should be spending the rest of my life with; not Ron. Ron's a great guy; he's just not for me. His kisses hold no excitement, or passion, like Harry's. With Ron it's, well. boring. I don't know why I didn't see it before. I should have seen this coming, after all I am head girl, and I did get 32 O.W.L's, the most in Hogwarts history, but I don't think this is something that books can explain.
We break another kiss, both our breathing short and shallow, as if we had run miles. His face is flushed, and his hair is more messy than usual. His green eyes are twinkling with excitement, and his glasses were forgotten on the floor.
I was the first to speak, "You look different without you're glasses." "Really!?" He picks them off the ground and puts them back on. "Do you think I look better with or with out them?" " I think you look good either way." I smile shyly and feel the hotness in my cheeks. Suddenly, as if a light bulb had gone off in his head he said frantically, "What are we going to tell Ginny and Ron?" I sigh and say, " I just don't know."
*Well that's it for this chapter. I suppose I'll continue it if I get some reviews*
REVIEW
P.S There's probably a bunch of mistakes in here, but oh well; you probably know what I mean.
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be posting a fanfic, and the 5th book would already be out.
Then Why.?
I had just started my 7th year at Hogwarts, I was head girl, and Harry was head boy. It had been a pretty normal year so far. Hargrid's death was still looming over us all, especially Harry. It must be terrible for him. Everyone thinks he is like the savior of the world, but he's only 17. It's sad really, he shouldn't have all of this pressure on him. I think Harry thinks it's his responsibility to defeat Voldemort, because of his parent's deaths. I don't think I could ever bear not having any parents; they are the people in the world who will love you no matter what. Harry doesn't have that kind of love. He has Ron, and me but that's about it.
Poor Harry, but he doesn't want my pity, nor does he need it. He's strong, and he can make it, but sometimes I think, no, I know he needs someone to love, someone to love him.
Not like a parent, no a lover. There was that silly fling with Cho, but that didn't work. There were a few others, but currently it was Ginny. Don't get me wrong Ginny's a great girl, one of my best friends in fact, but she's all wrong for him. I only think they got together because they were supposed to, but maybe I'm wrong, maybe they truly do love each other.
Maybe
Speaking of love life's, mine has gotten a little more interesting also. After Victor Krum, that cheating bas. oops, I'm going off track. Anyway after Krum, there was a few other's, including Draco Malfoy, that came as a surprise. He had certainly changed, now being one of Harry's friends, maybe even one of his best friends. He and Ron still aren't friends, but they are civil to each other, thank gods. Harry and Ron have stayed best friends, though I'm not sure if it's going to stay that way after this..
Ron is my current boyfriend. Again, I think we got together just because everyone expected us to. No, that's not right, we love each other. Ron is my world, I would never hurt him in any way, but aren't I hurting him now, doing this? If he finds out, no when he finds out, we will tell him, we have to. Well, when he finds out, this is going to kill him. It's going to tear him apart. But what can I do? This feels so right, even though it's so wrong. I know it's wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. I love Ron. right?
Then why am I kissing Harry?
(A/N I should leave you right there, but I not, because I know what a bad cliffhanger feels like.)
It all happened so fast. We were in the common room. We were just doing potions homework. Ginny had left. oh gods, I forgot about Ginny. This is going to kill her to. The Weasley family is going to kill us. Well back to my story, after Ginny left we continued working. It was going well, still on the friendly side of the line, then one thing happened that sent us off the edge.
It was a simple thing, we had toughed, hugged, even kissed on the cheek, so many times before, I don't know why this time was so different, but it was. We both reached for the book at the same time, and my hand covered his. I found myself looking into his emerald eyes like I had done so many times before, but it was different this time. I could read his eyes when I looked in them. There was always something different in them; fear, confusion, hope, determination, but never what they held then. Never had I seen Harry Potter have love in his eyes.
It hit me so fast. I jumped back. Harry did too; I guess he saw it in my eyes like I did in his. Neither of us spoke, we just sat back down on the couch. We faced each other, not knowing what to say. Then it happened:
We just started kissing
Fireworks started exploding in my head. My hands ran repeatedly through his hair, and his hands roamed around on my back. It was like I had been completed. Almost if Harry was the thing I had needed for so long. Like the missing piece of a puzzle had been found.
But we both know it's wrong. We both know that Ron and Ginny will be heartbroken. We both know of all of the consequences of what we are doing right know.
Then why aren't we stopping?
Then why I feel as if this is so right
Then why do I feel as though nothing exists except Harry?
My mind knows this is wrong, but my heart knows this is right. As corny as that sounds, it is very accurate. I think; I know that Harry is the one I should be spending the rest of my life with; not Ron. Ron's a great guy; he's just not for me. His kisses hold no excitement, or passion, like Harry's. With Ron it's, well. boring. I don't know why I didn't see it before. I should have seen this coming, after all I am head girl, and I did get 32 O.W.L's, the most in Hogwarts history, but I don't think this is something that books can explain.
We break another kiss, both our breathing short and shallow, as if we had run miles. His face is flushed, and his hair is more messy than usual. His green eyes are twinkling with excitement, and his glasses were forgotten on the floor.
I was the first to speak, "You look different without you're glasses." "Really!?" He picks them off the ground and puts them back on. "Do you think I look better with or with out them?" " I think you look good either way." I smile shyly and feel the hotness in my cheeks. Suddenly, as if a light bulb had gone off in his head he said frantically, "What are we going to tell Ginny and Ron?" I sigh and say, " I just don't know."
*Well that's it for this chapter. I suppose I'll continue it if I get some reviews*
REVIEW
P.S There's probably a bunch of mistakes in here, but oh well; you probably know what I mean.