A/N here's the first chapter! Sorry so short! There will be longer ones to
come! I've been having a little bit of writers block, but its here! Yay!
Ok. too much sugar! Ahhh! Hehehe. I want to thanks to Fancy Face for being
my one and only reviewer so far! Please, keep reviewing guys! That's how
you'll get more chapters! Yay! *hugs* ok. must get back to writing! Btw, in
case you were wondering, the title comes from a Hanson song, "Dying to Be
Alive" it has a great line. it will be in the story later! Yay! hehe. need
to lay off the sugar! Btw, I don't own any of this, except maybe the plot
and Ariana. ok. enjoy!
Chapter 1
*Harry's POV*
"Harry!" I looked up from my Transfiguration homework.
"What, Mione?"
"It's Ari. She's. She's."
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"She. She tried to kill herself." My heart stopped. "She's in the hospital wing! Hurry!"
With that, I dropped my book onto the ground and ran after Hermione. I couldn't believe it. She was so happy with Blaise, and it was obvious that he loved her. Though I didn't understand why, him being a pure-blood Slytherin and her being a muggle-born Gryffindor. "What happened?"
"Oh, Harry. It was awful. If you had seen the look on her face when he told her. Oh, my god."
"What?"
"Harry, it was a bet. Malfoy bet him that he couldn't date her more than a day. So, to prove him wrong, he dated her for six months, pretending to love her. He even took her virginity!"
I couldn't believe my ears. I knew that git was up to no good! "What a bastard! Why, if I get my hands on him, I'll."
"Harry, she wouldn't want us to resort to violence. Come on, we're here. don't show her that you are angry."
When I walked into the room, I saw her, lying pale and obviously broken on the bed. I ran over to her and took her in my arms, crying. At that moment, I realized that I loved her. As I looked at her face, so vulnerable and grief-stricken, I vowed to protect her and love her, no matter what may come.
~Later that evening~
"Harry? You ok, mate?" I looked up to the concerned eyes of my friend, Ron Weasley.
"Yeah, I'm ok."
"I know you're lying. What's bothering you?"
I sighed. "I'm worried about Ari. I still can't believe what the bastard did to her."
"Yeah, I know. But he is a Slytherin. I don't know why we didn't see it coming."
"She looked so happy."
"Yeah." He paused. "Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?"
"You like her, don't you?"
"I don't!" I could feel my cheeks turn a lovely shade of red.
"Then why are your cheeks turning red?"
"It's hot in here."
"No, its not. The fire isn't even going yet. You like her, don't you?"
"Ok, well, maybe a li."
"I KNEW IT!" Ron shouted.
"Shhh! I don't want anyone to know yet."
"Know what?" Hermione asked, as she walked over to us.
"That Harry likes Ari."
"RON!" I glared at him, slapping him upside the head.
"Sorry."
"Well, if you guess are done, I have some news on her."
We stopped looking at each other and looked at Hermione. "What?"
"She's gonna be ok. Madam Pomfrey said she could come back tonight. I thought I would run and tell you." She turned to leave.
"Wait, Mione." She stopped and turned around. "Let me go get her. Please?"
She smiled at me. "Ok, Harry. Go ahead. Ron, let's play chess until they get back. I'm going to prove to Ari that I can actually beat you." She smirked at Ron as I left the room. ************************************************************************
*Ariana's POV*
I sat on my bed, thinking about the last few days. I should have seen it coming. He was being distant, and he wasn't being jealous when Ron and Harry would hug me, or when Harry would kiss me on the cheek. He stopped holding my hand. He stopped waiting for me after class. I should have known. I started to cry.
"Ari?" I felt two strong hands on my shoulders, and I looked up into dark emerald green eyes. They belonged to Harry. They were filled with concern. "Are you ok?"
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug, sobbing. "I don't know, Harry. I don't know."
He held me close, kissing my forehead and stroking my hair. "I'm so sorry, Ari. I'm so sorry."
"I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have let myself get so involved with him. I shouldn't have trusted him. You guys were right."
He took my face into his hands. He looked at my tear-stained face and looked into my sorrowful eyes. "Ari, don't blame yourself. We even started liking him remember? We all fell into his scam. You are not alone." I nodded at him. "We love you. We love you very much. You are worth so much. You are important to all of us. You make us laugh. You help me break up arguments between Ron and Hermione. You take walks with me when I feel upset. You listen when I talk about my parents and how much I miss them. You make me feel special, loved. You make Ron and Hermione feel that way too. You are so important to us. Without you, we would be lonely."
"I love you guys, too. But I feel so used, so cheap. I feel so empty, so betrayed. I don't know how to go on without him. I loved him more than anything. And he betrayed me. He's not the boy I fell in love with. He's someone totally different. I feel like I have been living a lie!" I started to cry again.
"Shh, its ok." Harry comforted, holding me tight. "Everything will be ok. Just remember that I love you. Remember that Ron and Hermione love you. Remember that your brothers love you. Don't ever forget."
I looked at him, his eyes full of love, and nodded. "I won't, Harry. I won't."
"You ready to go back?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." He took my hand and we started to walk down the corridor.
"Can I see them?" I knew what he was talking about, though I was trying to forget them.
I sighed. "Are you sure you want to see them, Harry? They are pretty bad."
"Yes, I'm sure."
I pulled him into an empty classroom and closed the door. I rolled up my sleeves and showed him my wrists. He gasped as he saw how deep and long they were. "Is that all?" He asked. I shook my head. I lifted my shirt slightly so he could see the gashes on my stomach. I could see tears in his eyes. "Oh, Ari!" He pulled me close, hugging me so tight I could barely breathe. "Promise me you'll never do anything like that again! I don't even want to think about my life without you!"
"Oh, Harry. I can't promise. But I promise I will do the best that I can not to. I'll need your help though. Ok?"
"Ok. But, just so you know, I'm not going to leave you alone for long, and until I feel that you are safe, Hermione will hang out in the bathroom while you shave. I don't want there to be any sharp objects near you when you are unsupervised. Is that ok?"
"I guess it will have to be."
"Oh, Ari. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm doing this because I care. I'm doing this because I love you." He paused after he said those last words. "And, Ari, I'm not sure that it's a love of friendship. I think it might be more." I started to say something, but he put is finger to my lips preventing me from talking. "I don't want you to say anything. I know it's rough for you right now. I just want you to focus on getting better. Maybe knowing that someone can love you will help." He kissed my forehead. "Now, lets head back before Ron and Mione get worried."
I looked at him, stunned. Harry Potter, my best friend, the boy I had loved with a passion last year before Blaise came into my life, loved me. I couldn't believe it. My heart was racing, but I didn't know what to say. I still loved Harry, but after everything with Blaise, I knew that it would take some time before I could trust love again. And I knew Harry understood that. It was almost like we had a silent understanding. I smiled weakly at him. "Ok, Harry. Let's go back."
A/n #2: sorry about the POV error! It's fixed now! Yay! workin on chapter 2! Yay! should be up by Wednesday! Love y'all!
Chapter 1
*Harry's POV*
"Harry!" I looked up from my Transfiguration homework.
"What, Mione?"
"It's Ari. She's. She's."
"What's wrong? What happened?"
"She. She tried to kill herself." My heart stopped. "She's in the hospital wing! Hurry!"
With that, I dropped my book onto the ground and ran after Hermione. I couldn't believe it. She was so happy with Blaise, and it was obvious that he loved her. Though I didn't understand why, him being a pure-blood Slytherin and her being a muggle-born Gryffindor. "What happened?"
"Oh, Harry. It was awful. If you had seen the look on her face when he told her. Oh, my god."
"What?"
"Harry, it was a bet. Malfoy bet him that he couldn't date her more than a day. So, to prove him wrong, he dated her for six months, pretending to love her. He even took her virginity!"
I couldn't believe my ears. I knew that git was up to no good! "What a bastard! Why, if I get my hands on him, I'll."
"Harry, she wouldn't want us to resort to violence. Come on, we're here. don't show her that you are angry."
When I walked into the room, I saw her, lying pale and obviously broken on the bed. I ran over to her and took her in my arms, crying. At that moment, I realized that I loved her. As I looked at her face, so vulnerable and grief-stricken, I vowed to protect her and love her, no matter what may come.
~Later that evening~
"Harry? You ok, mate?" I looked up to the concerned eyes of my friend, Ron Weasley.
"Yeah, I'm ok."
"I know you're lying. What's bothering you?"
I sighed. "I'm worried about Ari. I still can't believe what the bastard did to her."
"Yeah, I know. But he is a Slytherin. I don't know why we didn't see it coming."
"She looked so happy."
"Yeah." He paused. "Harry?"
"Yeah, Ron?"
"You like her, don't you?"
"I don't!" I could feel my cheeks turn a lovely shade of red.
"Then why are your cheeks turning red?"
"It's hot in here."
"No, its not. The fire isn't even going yet. You like her, don't you?"
"Ok, well, maybe a li."
"I KNEW IT!" Ron shouted.
"Shhh! I don't want anyone to know yet."
"Know what?" Hermione asked, as she walked over to us.
"That Harry likes Ari."
"RON!" I glared at him, slapping him upside the head.
"Sorry."
"Well, if you guess are done, I have some news on her."
We stopped looking at each other and looked at Hermione. "What?"
"She's gonna be ok. Madam Pomfrey said she could come back tonight. I thought I would run and tell you." She turned to leave.
"Wait, Mione." She stopped and turned around. "Let me go get her. Please?"
She smiled at me. "Ok, Harry. Go ahead. Ron, let's play chess until they get back. I'm going to prove to Ari that I can actually beat you." She smirked at Ron as I left the room. ************************************************************************
*Ariana's POV*
I sat on my bed, thinking about the last few days. I should have seen it coming. He was being distant, and he wasn't being jealous when Ron and Harry would hug me, or when Harry would kiss me on the cheek. He stopped holding my hand. He stopped waiting for me after class. I should have known. I started to cry.
"Ari?" I felt two strong hands on my shoulders, and I looked up into dark emerald green eyes. They belonged to Harry. They were filled with concern. "Are you ok?"
I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug, sobbing. "I don't know, Harry. I don't know."
He held me close, kissing my forehead and stroking my hair. "I'm so sorry, Ari. I'm so sorry."
"I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have let myself get so involved with him. I shouldn't have trusted him. You guys were right."
He took my face into his hands. He looked at my tear-stained face and looked into my sorrowful eyes. "Ari, don't blame yourself. We even started liking him remember? We all fell into his scam. You are not alone." I nodded at him. "We love you. We love you very much. You are worth so much. You are important to all of us. You make us laugh. You help me break up arguments between Ron and Hermione. You take walks with me when I feel upset. You listen when I talk about my parents and how much I miss them. You make me feel special, loved. You make Ron and Hermione feel that way too. You are so important to us. Without you, we would be lonely."
"I love you guys, too. But I feel so used, so cheap. I feel so empty, so betrayed. I don't know how to go on without him. I loved him more than anything. And he betrayed me. He's not the boy I fell in love with. He's someone totally different. I feel like I have been living a lie!" I started to cry again.
"Shh, its ok." Harry comforted, holding me tight. "Everything will be ok. Just remember that I love you. Remember that Ron and Hermione love you. Remember that your brothers love you. Don't ever forget."
I looked at him, his eyes full of love, and nodded. "I won't, Harry. I won't."
"You ready to go back?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." He took my hand and we started to walk down the corridor.
"Can I see them?" I knew what he was talking about, though I was trying to forget them.
I sighed. "Are you sure you want to see them, Harry? They are pretty bad."
"Yes, I'm sure."
I pulled him into an empty classroom and closed the door. I rolled up my sleeves and showed him my wrists. He gasped as he saw how deep and long they were. "Is that all?" He asked. I shook my head. I lifted my shirt slightly so he could see the gashes on my stomach. I could see tears in his eyes. "Oh, Ari!" He pulled me close, hugging me so tight I could barely breathe. "Promise me you'll never do anything like that again! I don't even want to think about my life without you!"
"Oh, Harry. I can't promise. But I promise I will do the best that I can not to. I'll need your help though. Ok?"
"Ok. But, just so you know, I'm not going to leave you alone for long, and until I feel that you are safe, Hermione will hang out in the bathroom while you shave. I don't want there to be any sharp objects near you when you are unsupervised. Is that ok?"
"I guess it will have to be."
"Oh, Ari. I'm doing this for your own good. I'm doing this because I care. I'm doing this because I love you." He paused after he said those last words. "And, Ari, I'm not sure that it's a love of friendship. I think it might be more." I started to say something, but he put is finger to my lips preventing me from talking. "I don't want you to say anything. I know it's rough for you right now. I just want you to focus on getting better. Maybe knowing that someone can love you will help." He kissed my forehead. "Now, lets head back before Ron and Mione get worried."
I looked at him, stunned. Harry Potter, my best friend, the boy I had loved with a passion last year before Blaise came into my life, loved me. I couldn't believe it. My heart was racing, but I didn't know what to say. I still loved Harry, but after everything with Blaise, I knew that it would take some time before I could trust love again. And I knew Harry understood that. It was almost like we had a silent understanding. I smiled weakly at him. "Ok, Harry. Let's go back."
A/n #2: sorry about the POV error! It's fixed now! Yay! workin on chapter 2! Yay! should be up by Wednesday! Love y'all!