A Little Too Desperate.
Disclaimer: The only thing I own here is this idea. Damn.
Summary: What would happen when the young Ginny Weasley was still in love with The Boy Who Lived? And what would happen if that boy was eyeing a young dragon? Then what would happen if that fiery redhead would do anything to get her crush. Even if that body wasn't hers? This isn't your normal story. And this ain't your normal love triangle either. G/H/D WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SOME SLASH. (Takes place in Harry's seventh year)
Author's Note:
Thanks Azura I owe you one. . . Actually I owe you a lot.
Someone already had this idea?? Really? Are you sure? Positive? Dammit. . . If this is the exact same thing I'll delete it if the reviewers want it deleted.
Enjoy this story anyway.
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
--Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon
Chapter Two His Angel
Eyes looked across the room. He scanned the Gryffindor table. Ah. . . there she is. His beautiful angel. The one he has loved since two years before.
She would occasionally pass him by in the halls in between glances. The glances would show no emotion. Now when she would catch his eyes watching her, her chocolate brown eyes held hurt-sadness.
He never forgot those eyes.
It gave such true sadness.
He would lie in bed thinking what had caused her depression. If she was his, he would make that sadness go away. He would make her smile. He would make her laugh. A naughty thought came into his head. He grinned inwardly. And so much more. . .
Her pale face looked lovely against her hair and freckles dusted her nose. . .
He wanted to gently stroke her soft cheek.
Her long red hair had gotten silkier last year. . .
He longed to run his fingers in it.
Along with her hair, her figure had changed too. . .
Another wicked grin appears on his face.
Sometimes when they pass by each other, he would have to ridicule her to stop himself from taking her into his arms and kissing her passionately. But sudden guilt would come when her eyes would fill with tears. She had matured; she would talk back to him as well from time to time. She began to fight back against him. He liked that.
A frown appeared on his face. His girl was staring at that green-eyed wanker again. They smiled at each other and the fiery redhead blushed.
His despair grew again. Scarhead would never love her like he could. He knew his angel was still in love with that stupid git.
Other than that she was perfect. That was what attracted him to her in the first place. She was everything he couldn't be. It was intriguing. It would be a challenge for her to love him. He didn't mind; he loves a challenge.
He laughed soft and harsh.
Most of all it was forbidden. If someone found out from either of their families, hell would erupt. That's what made it so real, authentic. . . so interesting.
He saw her large brown eyes travel to where he sat. Probably looking around the Great Hall in boredom, he thought. Her shoulders drooped as she let out a gentle sigh. Then she blinked as if she had found the solution to all her problems. He wondered what she was staring at.
Her face glowed as she emitted a soft, small smile.
It wasn't a stupid crush, he decided. No.
He drew back a falling piece of silvery blonde hair.
It wasn't everyday that a Malfoy falls for a Weasley.
AN: Ha ha! A twist! ::gets on knees:: PLEASE REVIEW! I DON'T CARE IF YOU FLAME I JUST WANT SOME REVIEWS!! ::silent:: pretty please? c'mon! how 'bout 6/7 more reviews? That's not hard! Tell your friends!!
Disclaimer: The only thing I own here is this idea. Damn.
Summary: What would happen when the young Ginny Weasley was still in love with The Boy Who Lived? And what would happen if that boy was eyeing a young dragon? Then what would happen if that fiery redhead would do anything to get her crush. Even if that body wasn't hers? This isn't your normal story. And this ain't your normal love triangle either. G/H/D WARNING: MAY CONTAIN SOME SLASH. (Takes place in Harry's seventh year)
Author's Note:
Thanks Azura I owe you one. . . Actually I owe you a lot.
Someone already had this idea?? Really? Are you sure? Positive? Dammit. . . If this is the exact same thing I'll delete it if the reviewers want it deleted.
Enjoy this story anyway.
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
--Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon
Chapter Two His Angel
Eyes looked across the room. He scanned the Gryffindor table. Ah. . . there she is. His beautiful angel. The one he has loved since two years before.
She would occasionally pass him by in the halls in between glances. The glances would show no emotion. Now when she would catch his eyes watching her, her chocolate brown eyes held hurt-sadness.
He never forgot those eyes.
It gave such true sadness.
He would lie in bed thinking what had caused her depression. If she was his, he would make that sadness go away. He would make her smile. He would make her laugh. A naughty thought came into his head. He grinned inwardly. And so much more. . .
Her pale face looked lovely against her hair and freckles dusted her nose. . .
He wanted to gently stroke her soft cheek.
Her long red hair had gotten silkier last year. . .
He longed to run his fingers in it.
Along with her hair, her figure had changed too. . .
Another wicked grin appears on his face.
Sometimes when they pass by each other, he would have to ridicule her to stop himself from taking her into his arms and kissing her passionately. But sudden guilt would come when her eyes would fill with tears. She had matured; she would talk back to him as well from time to time. She began to fight back against him. He liked that.
A frown appeared on his face. His girl was staring at that green-eyed wanker again. They smiled at each other and the fiery redhead blushed.
His despair grew again. Scarhead would never love her like he could. He knew his angel was still in love with that stupid git.
Other than that she was perfect. That was what attracted him to her in the first place. She was everything he couldn't be. It was intriguing. It would be a challenge for her to love him. He didn't mind; he loves a challenge.
He laughed soft and harsh.
Most of all it was forbidden. If someone found out from either of their families, hell would erupt. That's what made it so real, authentic. . . so interesting.
He saw her large brown eyes travel to where he sat. Probably looking around the Great Hall in boredom, he thought. Her shoulders drooped as she let out a gentle sigh. Then she blinked as if she had found the solution to all her problems. He wondered what she was staring at.
Her face glowed as she emitted a soft, small smile.
It wasn't a stupid crush, he decided. No.
He drew back a falling piece of silvery blonde hair.
It wasn't everyday that a Malfoy falls for a Weasley.
AN: Ha ha! A twist! ::gets on knees:: PLEASE REVIEW! I DON'T CARE IF YOU FLAME I JUST WANT SOME REVIEWS!! ::silent:: pretty please? c'mon! how 'bout 6/7 more reviews? That's not hard! Tell your friends!!