Harry Potter was excited, and he couldn't fool himself into thinking that
it was because he was he was going to see the talent show tonight. "Well,"
he thought to himself, "it's partly to do with that. Its Ginny that I'm
really excited to see." Harry blinked in surprise. That was the first time
he'd ever admitted it to himself. Over the past few months, his feelings
had grown so much that he was discontent with the fact that her feelings
for him had dwindled as his had grown. Hermione had told him to listen to
Ginny's song with an open mind. "Probably some love song she going to sing
to a new boyfriend or something," he grumbled to himself. "Well it's your
own fault Potter," he muttered glumly. "You're the one who didn't see what
was right in front of you for the last five odd years. You had to go for
the beautiful seeker, the amazing Cho Chang, when the most lovely, talented
girl in the school was begging you to love her."
He shook himself out of his reverie and headed downstairs where Ron and Hermione were waiting for him with excited looks on their faces. "Hey Harry!" beamed Ron, who was looking conspiratorially at Hermione who's eyes were shining with anticipation, "Looking forward to the talent show? Can't wait to see Ginny!" Harry muttered incoherently and started out of the common room, not wanting to think about Ginny and whoever her new boyfriend was. Well there was nothing he could do about it. He would have to smile at her and wish her all the best, knowing what only he knew, that his heart was breaking. They headed down to the Great Hall, taking front seats right in front of the centre of the stage. Suddenly the lights went down and the first of the acts came out. "Ginny's on last," whispered Hermione.
For the next two hours, Harry had to sit and endure the most awful singers, dancers and poets that the world had ever seen. He was getting increasingly nervous, thinking about Ginny and how she would perform. When Hermione left to go backstage, she was playing piano for Ginny's performance, he almost left. He didn't think he could stay and watch Ginny sing her heart out to another man. "Our last performer of this evening is Ginny Weasley." beamed Dumbledore, who was hosting the night's events. When Ginny came on stage, Harry's heart stopped. She looked beautiful, what Harry imagined an angel would look like. He also noticed that she looked sick to her stomach.
Hermione started playing the piano, the music echoing beautifully around the hall. Harry thought he recognised the tune but couldn't place it. When Ginny closed her eyes and started singing, there was a collective gasp from the audience. "Blimey!" whispered Ron beside him, "my sister's got an amazing voice!" Harry listened intently to the words, trying his best to figure out whom Ginny was singing to with all the emotion that he himself felt for her.
"On my own, Pretending he's beside me. All alone, I walk with him till morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me, And when I lose my way I close my eyes And he has found me.
In the rain, The pavement shines like silver, All the lights are misty in the river, In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight, And all I see is him and me, Forever and forever.
And I know, It's only in my mind, And I'm talking to myself and not to him. And although, I know that he is blind, Still I say, there's a way for us.
I love him, But when the night is over, He is gone, the rivers just a river, Without him, the world around me changes, The trees are bare, and everywhere, The streets are full of strangers.
I love him, But everyday I'm learning, All my life, I've only been pretending, Without me, his world will go on turning, The world is full of happiness, That I have never known."
Ginny opened her eyes and looked directly at Harry, who's heart leaped with hope.
"I love him. I love him. I love him, but only On my own."
The Great Hall exploded with appreciation for Ginny, who was now being hugged by Hermione, but she never took her eyes off Harry. Without thinking, Harry leapt up onto the stage and pulled Ginny in for a kiss that was the most pleasurable experience of Harry's life. The roar in the Hall was deafening, for almost the whole school had been waiting for that kiss for over a year. For Harry, the whole world seemed to drift away, and all that was left was the girl he loved. He pulled away and looked at Ginny questioningly. It's always been you Harry, she breathed. Harry smiled and kissed her again, not caring who knew that the youngest Weasley had stolen his heart forever.
A/n: Okay okay, I know that was pretty awful, but what can I say, I was in the mood for fluff! Also, to anyone who's mailed me asking for the next chapter of Ginny the Vampire Slayer, it will be up next week. Please review!!
He shook himself out of his reverie and headed downstairs where Ron and Hermione were waiting for him with excited looks on their faces. "Hey Harry!" beamed Ron, who was looking conspiratorially at Hermione who's eyes were shining with anticipation, "Looking forward to the talent show? Can't wait to see Ginny!" Harry muttered incoherently and started out of the common room, not wanting to think about Ginny and whoever her new boyfriend was. Well there was nothing he could do about it. He would have to smile at her and wish her all the best, knowing what only he knew, that his heart was breaking. They headed down to the Great Hall, taking front seats right in front of the centre of the stage. Suddenly the lights went down and the first of the acts came out. "Ginny's on last," whispered Hermione.
For the next two hours, Harry had to sit and endure the most awful singers, dancers and poets that the world had ever seen. He was getting increasingly nervous, thinking about Ginny and how she would perform. When Hermione left to go backstage, she was playing piano for Ginny's performance, he almost left. He didn't think he could stay and watch Ginny sing her heart out to another man. "Our last performer of this evening is Ginny Weasley." beamed Dumbledore, who was hosting the night's events. When Ginny came on stage, Harry's heart stopped. She looked beautiful, what Harry imagined an angel would look like. He also noticed that she looked sick to her stomach.
Hermione started playing the piano, the music echoing beautifully around the hall. Harry thought he recognised the tune but couldn't place it. When Ginny closed her eyes and started singing, there was a collective gasp from the audience. "Blimey!" whispered Ron beside him, "my sister's got an amazing voice!" Harry listened intently to the words, trying his best to figure out whom Ginny was singing to with all the emotion that he himself felt for her.
"On my own, Pretending he's beside me. All alone, I walk with him till morning. Without him, I feel his arms around me, And when I lose my way I close my eyes And he has found me.
In the rain, The pavement shines like silver, All the lights are misty in the river, In the darkness, the trees are full of starlight, And all I see is him and me, Forever and forever.
And I know, It's only in my mind, And I'm talking to myself and not to him. And although, I know that he is blind, Still I say, there's a way for us.
I love him, But when the night is over, He is gone, the rivers just a river, Without him, the world around me changes, The trees are bare, and everywhere, The streets are full of strangers.
I love him, But everyday I'm learning, All my life, I've only been pretending, Without me, his world will go on turning, The world is full of happiness, That I have never known."
Ginny opened her eyes and looked directly at Harry, who's heart leaped with hope.
"I love him. I love him. I love him, but only On my own."
The Great Hall exploded with appreciation for Ginny, who was now being hugged by Hermione, but she never took her eyes off Harry. Without thinking, Harry leapt up onto the stage and pulled Ginny in for a kiss that was the most pleasurable experience of Harry's life. The roar in the Hall was deafening, for almost the whole school had been waiting for that kiss for over a year. For Harry, the whole world seemed to drift away, and all that was left was the girl he loved. He pulled away and looked at Ginny questioningly. It's always been you Harry, she breathed. Harry smiled and kissed her again, not caring who knew that the youngest Weasley had stolen his heart forever.
A/n: Okay okay, I know that was pretty awful, but what can I say, I was in the mood for fluff! Also, to anyone who's mailed me asking for the next chapter of Ginny the Vampire Slayer, it will be up next week. Please review!!