"Red Haired Goddess"
By.. Just guess. I dare you
Authors note: I have noticed that I haven't really put a disclaimer in here. Well, here's one. I do not own anything. I own the clothes on my back!! *tear* Waitaminute.. These are my Dad's sweat pants **MAJOR SIGH** Oh yeah! I never found that quote **grrrrrrrrrrrrr** I'm just going to try to remember it.
Chapter 15: I don't care if the world collapses.
She was doing it. Sneaking into his room at midnight. Damn Potter wouldn't talk to her all week and now she was not only hurt, she was also angry. If he didn't want her, that was fine. But he couldn't love her AND keep her at arms length! PICK ONE DAMMIT! She felt like screaming and crying as her foot found a squeaky square leading up to the boys dorm. Her mouth was stuffed with her fist and she walked up slower than before. She would have made it all the way up there but a voice interrupted her.
"Don't go up there."
She sighed and leaned against the banister. "Why not, Harry?" she asked. "I need to talk to you, and you have been avoiding me like I was a disease!"
"Virginia, please," Harry's voice was full of emotion. "Please don't make me do this."
"Do what, Harry?" Ginny's voice was angry and sad all at once. "Have you hurt me, and still declare your love?"
"Exactly. Please."
"No. I need to talk to you, and you have to realize that." She walked down the stairs and looked around the almost-empty common room for her black haired God (authors note: sorry. had to put that in there. For the umm. stupid people. Ginny is red haired goddess, so why can't Harry be black haired god.. Anyways, I found it amusing. lol).
"Oh I realize that, but why don't you realize what I need, or what I want?" Harry snapped, and instantly regretted it.
Ginny's anger rose and was almost visible in her voice. "Oh, so you WANT to put me through this Harry? What about you? You want to go on living like your heart has gone through a paper shredder?! Take a reality pill Harry. Get over yourself. Quit trying to do the right thing!"
"But see, Virginia-" he was interrupted.
"And what is it with that sodding name! I HATE IT! Why the hell do think I made people start calling me Ginny?!"
"Ok, Ginny," Harry put emphasis on her name. "If I don't do the right thing, you could wind up dead!"
"Don't you think that's MY decision?" Ginny asked, her voice rising. "Don't you think if I cared I wouldn't have protected you? What about your mom? She died saving you, Potter. Does she deserve to love you anymore than I do? I almost died too. I have scars on my back that will probably never go away. I'm ok with that, because I love you and I'm willing to accept that! I don't see why you don't!"
"Because my Mom died! I don't want you gone from me either," Harry said, looking at his feet.
"What do you think keeping me at arms length is doing?" Ginny asked walking up to him. "I'm gone this way too."
"Yeah, but this way your kept safe," Harry said, looking down into her eyes.
"Harry, love. I don't care about my safety," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I love you and that's all that matters. I wish you could see that," she whispered, reaching up and cupping his face.
"Oh Ginny. I love you too, but. why is this so hard?" he asked, looking up at the sky. "I can't let you get hurt."
"I don't care if I get hurt! I wish you would understand that. I don't care if the whole world collapses around us! I just want us to be together!" She told him, her face down and a few tears slipping down her cheek. "Why is that so hard to understand?"
"Please," Harry replied, a tears welling up in his bright green eyes. "I can't let you get hurt," he whispered.
Ginny took a few steps away from him. She reached her hand up and smacked him across the cheek. Then she turned and ran up the steps and into her dormitory, slamming the door and then sliding against it, her sobs racking her body. She went to sleep against the door still crying; only to dream nightmares of Harry with Cho Chang.
Harry, on the other hand, reached his hand up and touched his reddening cheek. Was it popular, or something, for the girls to smack him these days?!
He stood there and his hurt slowly turned to anger. Why couldn't she just accept it? Would it have been easier if he had lied and told her she was nothing more than a little sister? No, for that would have been lying. GOD! Why was everything he did wrong?! It didn't make any sense. He wanted her so much, but if she was going to be put in danger because of it..
He thought of last week, when she used up all her energy to cast that creepy spell, and then protect him. What had she been thinking? The little voice that nagged him voiced his opinion. "Well, that if SHE died, then you could go on living to bring the world happiness with just your smile," it said, a teensy weensy bit sarcastically.
"Sod off," he told it.
"Oh, but you know it's true. She loves you so much, you great old prat. Why don't you just get over it, take her into your arms and kiss her senseless already?"
Harry smiled at the image it created. "That would be fun," he admitted to himself. "But I can't."
"Why not?"
"Didn't you listen to that whole conversation we just had?" he asked himself.
"Nope. I was doing something else," the voice admitted.
Harry rolled his eyes in disgust. He was having a conversation with himself! And the other part of himself was stupid!
"I resent that," the voice told him.
"Oh shut up."
Harry walked up into his bed room. He was going crazy. If anyone came down here and listened to him arguing with himself. He decided that it would be safer up in his bed, and if anyone questioned him about it in the morning, that he had been talking his sleep.
He fell asleep right after he got into bed. His dream was strange. He was in a debate tournament with the little voice inside his head. It signified a tiny black cloud. Then it became Ginny, and he couldn't bear to argue with her. He quit the debate, and went out back to get away from the Hogwarts students who came to watch him argue with the "voice". Ginny was standing outside as well. He was about to kiss her (he can't control his dreams. Even in real life if he wants to keep her at arms length, that doesn't mean he does in his dreams) but instead of Ginny, the form turned into Voldemort. Harry awoke suddenly in a cold sweat. "Holy Shit Dude."
Authors note: ok, that's the end. 75 reviews till the next chapter!! Now I put two quotes in here. One was from South Park and it can't be that freakin hard to guess. *lol* The other is from Sailor Moon. Now here's a little happy thing that goes with the SM quote. If you can name it/type it into the review box, which I know all of you wonderful people push, your review will count as two, so if one person can name the quote, then instead of 4 reviews that we need until the next chapter, I'll only need 2 more after that! Oh god, it's confusing. Basically instead of a limit, ((I'm changing it. lol)) I would like one of the following: 3 reviews, one naming the quote. two reviews, both naming the quote, or 4 reviews, none naming the quote. Damn, that was so much easier to explain like that.. Lol! Anyways, thank you wonderful followers of this story. Please check back soon for the next installment of Red Haired Goddess!!!
By.. Just guess. I dare you
Authors note: I have noticed that I haven't really put a disclaimer in here. Well, here's one. I do not own anything. I own the clothes on my back!! *tear* Waitaminute.. These are my Dad's sweat pants **MAJOR SIGH** Oh yeah! I never found that quote **grrrrrrrrrrrrr** I'm just going to try to remember it.
Chapter 15: I don't care if the world collapses.
She was doing it. Sneaking into his room at midnight. Damn Potter wouldn't talk to her all week and now she was not only hurt, she was also angry. If he didn't want her, that was fine. But he couldn't love her AND keep her at arms length! PICK ONE DAMMIT! She felt like screaming and crying as her foot found a squeaky square leading up to the boys dorm. Her mouth was stuffed with her fist and she walked up slower than before. She would have made it all the way up there but a voice interrupted her.
"Don't go up there."
She sighed and leaned against the banister. "Why not, Harry?" she asked. "I need to talk to you, and you have been avoiding me like I was a disease!"
"Virginia, please," Harry's voice was full of emotion. "Please don't make me do this."
"Do what, Harry?" Ginny's voice was angry and sad all at once. "Have you hurt me, and still declare your love?"
"Exactly. Please."
"No. I need to talk to you, and you have to realize that." She walked down the stairs and looked around the almost-empty common room for her black haired God (authors note: sorry. had to put that in there. For the umm. stupid people. Ginny is red haired goddess, so why can't Harry be black haired god.. Anyways, I found it amusing. lol).
"Oh I realize that, but why don't you realize what I need, or what I want?" Harry snapped, and instantly regretted it.
Ginny's anger rose and was almost visible in her voice. "Oh, so you WANT to put me through this Harry? What about you? You want to go on living like your heart has gone through a paper shredder?! Take a reality pill Harry. Get over yourself. Quit trying to do the right thing!"
"But see, Virginia-" he was interrupted.
"And what is it with that sodding name! I HATE IT! Why the hell do think I made people start calling me Ginny?!"
"Ok, Ginny," Harry put emphasis on her name. "If I don't do the right thing, you could wind up dead!"
"Don't you think that's MY decision?" Ginny asked, her voice rising. "Don't you think if I cared I wouldn't have protected you? What about your mom? She died saving you, Potter. Does she deserve to love you anymore than I do? I almost died too. I have scars on my back that will probably never go away. I'm ok with that, because I love you and I'm willing to accept that! I don't see why you don't!"
"Because my Mom died! I don't want you gone from me either," Harry said, looking at his feet.
"What do you think keeping me at arms length is doing?" Ginny asked walking up to him. "I'm gone this way too."
"Yeah, but this way your kept safe," Harry said, looking down into her eyes.
"Harry, love. I don't care about my safety," she whispered, tears welling up in her eyes. "I love you and that's all that matters. I wish you could see that," she whispered, reaching up and cupping his face.
"Oh Ginny. I love you too, but. why is this so hard?" he asked, looking up at the sky. "I can't let you get hurt."
"I don't care if I get hurt! I wish you would understand that. I don't care if the whole world collapses around us! I just want us to be together!" She told him, her face down and a few tears slipping down her cheek. "Why is that so hard to understand?"
"Please," Harry replied, a tears welling up in his bright green eyes. "I can't let you get hurt," he whispered.
Ginny took a few steps away from him. She reached her hand up and smacked him across the cheek. Then she turned and ran up the steps and into her dormitory, slamming the door and then sliding against it, her sobs racking her body. She went to sleep against the door still crying; only to dream nightmares of Harry with Cho Chang.
Harry, on the other hand, reached his hand up and touched his reddening cheek. Was it popular, or something, for the girls to smack him these days?!
He stood there and his hurt slowly turned to anger. Why couldn't she just accept it? Would it have been easier if he had lied and told her she was nothing more than a little sister? No, for that would have been lying. GOD! Why was everything he did wrong?! It didn't make any sense. He wanted her so much, but if she was going to be put in danger because of it..
He thought of last week, when she used up all her energy to cast that creepy spell, and then protect him. What had she been thinking? The little voice that nagged him voiced his opinion. "Well, that if SHE died, then you could go on living to bring the world happiness with just your smile," it said, a teensy weensy bit sarcastically.
"Sod off," he told it.
"Oh, but you know it's true. She loves you so much, you great old prat. Why don't you just get over it, take her into your arms and kiss her senseless already?"
Harry smiled at the image it created. "That would be fun," he admitted to himself. "But I can't."
"Why not?"
"Didn't you listen to that whole conversation we just had?" he asked himself.
"Nope. I was doing something else," the voice admitted.
Harry rolled his eyes in disgust. He was having a conversation with himself! And the other part of himself was stupid!
"I resent that," the voice told him.
"Oh shut up."
Harry walked up into his bed room. He was going crazy. If anyone came down here and listened to him arguing with himself. He decided that it would be safer up in his bed, and if anyone questioned him about it in the morning, that he had been talking his sleep.
He fell asleep right after he got into bed. His dream was strange. He was in a debate tournament with the little voice inside his head. It signified a tiny black cloud. Then it became Ginny, and he couldn't bear to argue with her. He quit the debate, and went out back to get away from the Hogwarts students who came to watch him argue with the "voice". Ginny was standing outside as well. He was about to kiss her (he can't control his dreams. Even in real life if he wants to keep her at arms length, that doesn't mean he does in his dreams) but instead of Ginny, the form turned into Voldemort. Harry awoke suddenly in a cold sweat. "Holy Shit Dude."
Authors note: ok, that's the end. 75 reviews till the next chapter!! Now I put two quotes in here. One was from South Park and it can't be that freakin hard to guess. *lol* The other is from Sailor Moon. Now here's a little happy thing that goes with the SM quote. If you can name it/type it into the review box, which I know all of you wonderful people push, your review will count as two, so if one person can name the quote, then instead of 4 reviews that we need until the next chapter, I'll only need 2 more after that! Oh god, it's confusing. Basically instead of a limit, ((I'm changing it. lol)) I would like one of the following: 3 reviews, one naming the quote. two reviews, both naming the quote, or 4 reviews, none naming the quote. Damn, that was so much easier to explain like that.. Lol! Anyways, thank you wonderful followers of this story. Please check back soon for the next installment of Red Haired Goddess!!!