Tell Me Your Secrets
Confused Feelings
By: j.j. Alan
Yeah, yeah I know. I'm in the dog house for not writing for so long. I hate it when people don't update for a long time, I guess I'm being really hypocritical. If you guys like my story thank you so much! This chapter may not contain as many dialogue scenes as previous chapters because I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. And I think the characters should think as well, I mean they're teens too. Now I know a lot of people hate big blocks of a characters thoughts, so sorry. I hope you like this chapter and please review!
Normal POV:
Same time
Ginny heard footsteps behind her and before she could turn to see who it was she was slammed against another wall. Without looking up Ginny said,
"So couldn't get enough could ya?"
"Who do you think I am Weasel, your little boyfriend?" A cold, harsh voice whispered.
Ginny's eyes shot open and looked directly into the eyes of her perpetrator. She definitely was not looking at Harry.
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Draco POV:
Same time
Damn weasel, like her boyfriend would be bright enough to surprise her. Actually, from this position I can see and feel the stupid girl's body. Oh, god here ya go again Malfoy-thinking about sex. But she's so much smaller than me, and her boobs displayed perfectly in those tights sweaters (umm does anyone know how to say tight sweater in Spanish?) I just wanna touch 'em, just one squeeze. That'd be ok I think. No, no it's not ok, she's a weasel. Focus, you've got to focus Draco, do what you're here to do.
But instead of saying what I was supposed to say, I let my hormones speak,
"ya know weasel, your pretty hot for a poor, stupid, no-good, fifth year." Malfoy, you're not focusing at all. Could you get your mind of finding a better lay than Pansy for like two seconds? In a word- NO, cuz anything would be better than Pansy- even a weasel!
Down the Hall in the Potter/Ron Weasley Dormitory
Normal POV:
Harry just returned from his musings with Ginny
This past summer when Ginny and Harry got together, he felt like he had found a new side to him. Like this new person he had never felt like before. Harry found himself thinking of Ginny all the time. She was the fist think he thought about when he woke up, mostly because he had dreamt about her the night before, and she was the last thing on his mind before he went to bed.
The two also seemed to be linked somehow. For example their encounter in the hall, Harry hadn't waited for Gin to walk by. It was like he opened his dorm door and there she was, and so her ran for her. These encounters were even more prevalent in the Weasley house, and they did not go unnoticed. Ron had started to lock Harry in his room at night just so Harry wouldn't venture out to see Ginny.
As Harry sat on his bunk listening to his mini-disc player, a small token from his previous trip to London, he still thought about her. Like all teenage boys even with his headphones on, this song playing could still be heard from anywhere in the dorm. The American Hi-Fi lyrics echoed through his head, only now he could actually relate. Especially song number five, I'm a Fool:
no I can't fight I can't sleep at night
just thinking about you girl
I'm a fool for you
yes I am
Though the sound dwindled off, his thoughts about the lyrics did not. He would do anything for her, his only worries were what if he scares her? What if Ginny thinks their whole relationship was just a summer fling? Maybe Hermione would know, As she is the all knowing of just about every other thing, so why not ask. He had to calm his nerves somehow.
Harry rose of his bed and walked over to his desk to deposit his min- disk player and compose himself to go see Mione. Geeze, maybe a shirt would be nice- he had taken it off with the intent to change into a short sleeved one but had gotten caught up in his thoughts.
Slowly dressing and walking over to the door, Harry took a deep breath. Leisurely he turned the door knob and swung open the heavy oak door. Stepping out into the hall he could feel something was not right. He had put a shirt on right? Harry looked down and took note of the white muggle tee he had pulled on as he walked out the door. This feeling was different; it came from the pit of his stomach. Yes, something was defiantly amiss.
Down the hall, Draco and Ginny
Normal POV:
Back to time when we last left Draco/Ginny
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny said annoyed and trying not to show her small ounce of fear from the large boy held her against the wall.
"I want your body" Draco said in a cocky but tantalizing voice. "I mean I want your help to get Granger." Draco added in a more serious voice, obviously trying to cover up for his earlier words.
"You've got to be kidding, why don't you just go play with Pansy or your hand or something." Ginny responded, pretending to laugh slightly to hide her fear.
Draco squeezed Ginny's arms a little tighter and pushed he against the wall, this causing a small yelp from Ginny. "I guess you don't understand weasel, this is not your choice. I'm not asking for your help, I'm ordering you to help me." Draco said in a loud, stern voice.
Ginny just stared, her breathing speeding up against her will. She kept telling herself, 'you're not gonna cry, don't let him get to you.' How she wished Harry or anyone could help her. To afraid to yell, all she could do was hope that someone would come along. As if someone could hear her, a shout was heard from down the hall.
"Ginny! Hey Malfoy, get off her!" A very enraged Harry could be seen running from the end of the hall.
Draco dropped the girl, but before he left he said, "This is not over Weasel, your boyfriend can't be with you all the time." Draco shot her a cold icy stare as he disappeared into the Slytherin half of the dorm.
"Malfoy, get back here, COWARD!" Harry yelled at the closed portrait separating the Gryffindor and Slytherin dorms. Then he turned to Ginny, "are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Before she could answer Ginny burst into tears. Harry pulled her to his chest and whispered quietly into her soft, red hair. "Malfoy is gonna pay for messin with you, he's never going to touch you again."
Ginny managed to pull away from Harry just enough to look into his eyes. She sniffled out "No Harry, just leave him alone, I appreciate it though." She felt so stupid just bursting into tears like that in front of him. Wiping her eyes with her sleeved, she looked back into Harry's green eyes. Those eyes were filled with concern and anger and . . . could she see love? No it couldn't be, could it? That would be the best thing to ever happen to Ginny, if Harry loved her.
"Ginny, is something the matter? Like, besides this?" She was to busy thinking about Harry maybe loving her to notice that she had been staring at him for nearly a minute.
"No, just a bit shaken up, that's all. Could we go sit down?"
The couple walked down the hall to the new common room, Harry taking a seat on one of the big common room chairs. Ginny still feeling a little scared took a seat right on top of him, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Do you mind if I sit like this?" Ginny asked into Harry's chest.
"No that's great, wherever you're comfortable." Harry loved the feel of Ginny's weight pressing against him. Everything about her made him just want to thank god that he'd found her, and Harry wasn't even really religious. He only wished he knew what this feeling meant. The more he thought about it the more he thought about it the more the answer became clearer to him. With Ginny asleep on his lap, she had dozed off almost as soon as she sat down, Harry had everything figured out.
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Hey!
Umm yeah that is a Ginny/Harry chap. I thought I'd audition some Harry/Gin material to see what you guys think. Please review! Constructive criticism welcome also. Any reviews welcome! I'll try and update with a Hermione/Ron Chapter soon.
Thank you to these people for reviewing: Sarah, Estrella, Hunny, MJD, Siognee, snowgrl, Julia, msn, Rose, Angel Hope, MiyaQui, jell-o is not designed to go in the hair, and Dark Angemon.
P.S.: My cat Blackey keeps trying to type on the keyboard, and he says hi.
Confused Feelings
By: j.j. Alan
Yeah, yeah I know. I'm in the dog house for not writing for so long. I hate it when people don't update for a long time, I guess I'm being really hypocritical. If you guys like my story thank you so much! This chapter may not contain as many dialogue scenes as previous chapters because I've been doing a lot of thinking lately. And I think the characters should think as well, I mean they're teens too. Now I know a lot of people hate big blocks of a characters thoughts, so sorry. I hope you like this chapter and please review!
Normal POV:
Same time
Ginny heard footsteps behind her and before she could turn to see who it was she was slammed against another wall. Without looking up Ginny said,
"So couldn't get enough could ya?"
"Who do you think I am Weasel, your little boyfriend?" A cold, harsh voice whispered.
Ginny's eyes shot open and looked directly into the eyes of her perpetrator. She definitely was not looking at Harry.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Draco POV:
Same time
Damn weasel, like her boyfriend would be bright enough to surprise her. Actually, from this position I can see and feel the stupid girl's body. Oh, god here ya go again Malfoy-thinking about sex. But she's so much smaller than me, and her boobs displayed perfectly in those tights sweaters (umm does anyone know how to say tight sweater in Spanish?) I just wanna touch 'em, just one squeeze. That'd be ok I think. No, no it's not ok, she's a weasel. Focus, you've got to focus Draco, do what you're here to do.
But instead of saying what I was supposed to say, I let my hormones speak,
"ya know weasel, your pretty hot for a poor, stupid, no-good, fifth year." Malfoy, you're not focusing at all. Could you get your mind of finding a better lay than Pansy for like two seconds? In a word- NO, cuz anything would be better than Pansy- even a weasel!
Down the Hall in the Potter/Ron Weasley Dormitory
Normal POV:
Harry just returned from his musings with Ginny
This past summer when Ginny and Harry got together, he felt like he had found a new side to him. Like this new person he had never felt like before. Harry found himself thinking of Ginny all the time. She was the fist think he thought about when he woke up, mostly because he had dreamt about her the night before, and she was the last thing on his mind before he went to bed.
The two also seemed to be linked somehow. For example their encounter in the hall, Harry hadn't waited for Gin to walk by. It was like he opened his dorm door and there she was, and so her ran for her. These encounters were even more prevalent in the Weasley house, and they did not go unnoticed. Ron had started to lock Harry in his room at night just so Harry wouldn't venture out to see Ginny.
As Harry sat on his bunk listening to his mini-disc player, a small token from his previous trip to London, he still thought about her. Like all teenage boys even with his headphones on, this song playing could still be heard from anywhere in the dorm. The American Hi-Fi lyrics echoed through his head, only now he could actually relate. Especially song number five, I'm a Fool:
no I can't fight I can't sleep at night
just thinking about you girl
I'm a fool for you
yes I am
Though the sound dwindled off, his thoughts about the lyrics did not. He would do anything for her, his only worries were what if he scares her? What if Ginny thinks their whole relationship was just a summer fling? Maybe Hermione would know, As she is the all knowing of just about every other thing, so why not ask. He had to calm his nerves somehow.
Harry rose of his bed and walked over to his desk to deposit his min- disk player and compose himself to go see Mione. Geeze, maybe a shirt would be nice- he had taken it off with the intent to change into a short sleeved one but had gotten caught up in his thoughts.
Slowly dressing and walking over to the door, Harry took a deep breath. Leisurely he turned the door knob and swung open the heavy oak door. Stepping out into the hall he could feel something was not right. He had put a shirt on right? Harry looked down and took note of the white muggle tee he had pulled on as he walked out the door. This feeling was different; it came from the pit of his stomach. Yes, something was defiantly amiss.
Down the hall, Draco and Ginny
Normal POV:
Back to time when we last left Draco/Ginny
"What do you want Malfoy?" Ginny said annoyed and trying not to show her small ounce of fear from the large boy held her against the wall.
"I want your body" Draco said in a cocky but tantalizing voice. "I mean I want your help to get Granger." Draco added in a more serious voice, obviously trying to cover up for his earlier words.
"You've got to be kidding, why don't you just go play with Pansy or your hand or something." Ginny responded, pretending to laugh slightly to hide her fear.
Draco squeezed Ginny's arms a little tighter and pushed he against the wall, this causing a small yelp from Ginny. "I guess you don't understand weasel, this is not your choice. I'm not asking for your help, I'm ordering you to help me." Draco said in a loud, stern voice.
Ginny just stared, her breathing speeding up against her will. She kept telling herself, 'you're not gonna cry, don't let him get to you.' How she wished Harry or anyone could help her. To afraid to yell, all she could do was hope that someone would come along. As if someone could hear her, a shout was heard from down the hall.
"Ginny! Hey Malfoy, get off her!" A very enraged Harry could be seen running from the end of the hall.
Draco dropped the girl, but before he left he said, "This is not over Weasel, your boyfriend can't be with you all the time." Draco shot her a cold icy stare as he disappeared into the Slytherin half of the dorm.
"Malfoy, get back here, COWARD!" Harry yelled at the closed portrait separating the Gryffindor and Slytherin dorms. Then he turned to Ginny, "are you ok? Did he hurt you?" Before she could answer Ginny burst into tears. Harry pulled her to his chest and whispered quietly into her soft, red hair. "Malfoy is gonna pay for messin with you, he's never going to touch you again."
Ginny managed to pull away from Harry just enough to look into his eyes. She sniffled out "No Harry, just leave him alone, I appreciate it though." She felt so stupid just bursting into tears like that in front of him. Wiping her eyes with her sleeved, she looked back into Harry's green eyes. Those eyes were filled with concern and anger and . . . could she see love? No it couldn't be, could it? That would be the best thing to ever happen to Ginny, if Harry loved her.
"Ginny, is something the matter? Like, besides this?" She was to busy thinking about Harry maybe loving her to notice that she had been staring at him for nearly a minute.
"No, just a bit shaken up, that's all. Could we go sit down?"
The couple walked down the hall to the new common room, Harry taking a seat on one of the big common room chairs. Ginny still feeling a little scared took a seat right on top of him, laying her head on his shoulder.
"Do you mind if I sit like this?" Ginny asked into Harry's chest.
"No that's great, wherever you're comfortable." Harry loved the feel of Ginny's weight pressing against him. Everything about her made him just want to thank god that he'd found her, and Harry wasn't even really religious. He only wished he knew what this feeling meant. The more he thought about it the more he thought about it the more the answer became clearer to him. With Ginny asleep on his lap, she had dozed off almost as soon as she sat down, Harry had everything figured out.
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Hey!
Umm yeah that is a Ginny/Harry chap. I thought I'd audition some Harry/Gin material to see what you guys think. Please review! Constructive criticism welcome also. Any reviews welcome! I'll try and update with a Hermione/Ron Chapter soon.
Thank you to these people for reviewing: Sarah, Estrella, Hunny, MJD, Siognee, snowgrl, Julia, msn, Rose, Angel Hope, MiyaQui, jell-o is not designed to go in the hair, and Dark Angemon.
P.S.: My cat Blackey keeps trying to type on the keyboard, and he says hi.