A Little Too Desperate. . .

Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own anything but the plot.

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 were 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)


 AN: Jeez. . . I'm jacking up all the tenses in the chapters. . . I'll fix it later. . . sorry about that. . . 

It's the first time in Harry's point of view.  I'm sorry if it doesn't sound good. ;

Jeez. . . 9 reviews after I updated the last chapter. . . in one day! Jeez. . . it's not even good writing. . . Thank you!

Draco and Ginny? Ginny and Harry? Harry and Draco? Maybe. . . Just maybe. . . I should've kept my mouth shut. . . ^_^;  or technically my fingers. . . but you can't really shut your fingers. . . never mind. . . It WOULD be easier if Gin, Drac, and Harry were left with no one. . . hmm. . .but that would be too mean, I think. I'm sorry in advance if the ending pairing isn't to your liking, please continue to read anyway.

LyraAdriana: hehe. . .

Ancasta: ::huggles Draco too:: yup.

DarkAngemon: So there really isn't a plot like this? Oh yesh! Who's original? Haha.

Marauder: Sorry for my writing skills. . . they're not that good yet. ^_^;

Marina: O.o; Like it eh? I get hyper too sometimes 'cuz that's what makes sugar so good. . . Draco. . . I wish I was Ginny dammit! ;

jess: Maybe. . . maybe not. . . Little of each? ::shrug:: I could try and see.

Ren: Gift fic? You don't have to. It sounds like you're busy enough. I don't want to waste your effort for other fics. Is your neo pet dead? Hehe. ::coughreadherficscough:: Another long review from Zura! Yay! I love long reviews by the way. ^_~

Slytherin hot chick: Thanks for the review! Don't you just wanna glomp Draco sometimes? Nope. Wait-- all the time! ::glomps him:: ok. . . that was random. Hehe.

Lady Viviane: Yay! You won't kill me! O.o; That sounded awkward. Heh-- a person who doesn't care about the pairing. Don't have to worry about that. Hopefully you won't be disappointed with the whole story. Harness the talent eh? I just don't know where to find it. ^_^;

Jessica():  ^_____^

I swear sometimes I think I'm crazy,
surrounded by these goddamn princes
making out like life's perfect and all.
That kills me.

            --Thoughts, but no poem by (found it somewhere on the internet, NOT mine)

Chapter 4            Bloody Slytherin

A tall, pale boy sat idly under the shade of a willow tree near the lake. Motionlessly, in the green grass in front of him, laid his long, slender legs. His mouth opened and he stretched his arms giving out a big yawn.

Harry had decided to stay at school for this Hogsmeade weekend while Hermione and Ron went alone to the local wizarding village. He didn't feel like going anywhere that day. This was unusual. Harry was rarely alone; he was constantly with Ron and Hermione, but for the past few months he seemed. . . off.

Friends and Gryffindors appeared concerned about him. They said sometimes he would be more distant than usual also. Maybe he's going through something, he heard them whisper behind his back. Perhaps he's going through some "changes" –- being a teenager and whatnot.

He leaned his back against the tree trunk watching the calm surface of the lake. Blue and tranquil. Harry exhaled slowly. Behind his black-framed glasses, his brilliant green eyes absorbed the view. It looked so. . . perfect.

But everything was so messed up in his world.

He had always thought he had liked Cho Chang, but when they started dating, being together always seemed awkward. When he had broke up with her, he seemed to lose interest in girls in general. . .

He was now eyeing the same gender.

For time after time, Harry was telling himself that he wasn't what he thought he was. He wouldn't even say the word.

He would not give in.

Sometimes he would think that it wasn't real. A dream . . . A very, very strange dream.

Yeah. . . That was all. . .

It couldn't be real; it isn't proper. It may be proper to some, but not to him. Maybe his hormones were malfunctioning. It wasn't right for him liking--

Harry shook his head and shut his eyes hard. Trying not to face reality. He still couldn't admit it.

His mind was saying one way and his body was saying another.

But there was something much worse than being what he was. . .

It was who he was attracted too.

Of all the people it had to be him, Harry thought sullenly.

He had been staring at him from a distance for a few months.

Funny how everything works out in my life, he noted with great sarcasm.

He made a fist in anger, scowling at the peaceful scene in front of him.

It couldn't even be bloody Ron for chrissakes!

"Damn my life. Everything and almost everyone is wrong," Harry swore under his breath. "Especially liking him."

Why did fate have to be so cruel? he asked silently to no one in particular, as he angrily began hacking at the tree trunk with his pocketknife. Seeing Cho with Cedric at the fourth year Yule Ball was bad enough. He just had to be attracted to a bloody Slytherin.

A stupid bloody Slytherin-- the greasy-blonde, pale-faced, gray-eyed, slightly build, but so damn good-looking, smirking bastard.

Harry blinked and stopped chopping at the innocent tree. Did he just say good-looking?

He stuck the knife in the tree and stared at it for a few moments in silence.

Suddenly, he buried his face in his hands. "Kill me now," he moaned.

Unknown to the forlorn boy, a certain Weasley was spying him behind a tree.

AN: Guess who Harry's in love with? (I would give a prize, but I'm broke. -_-;) Yeah that's right! Oliver Wood! Haha. . . I mean it's rather obvious. C'mon people you're not stupid. Poor Harry. . . ::pats his head:: So in denial. . . ::gives him a hug:: I don't care if he's gay here! Haha. . . I'm being weird again. ^_^; Ok another short chapter, but it's a chapter. I felt that it was needed. It shows that Harry's doesn't want to face life; he doesn't want to know his true feelings.

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