So I'm a little out of center
I'm a little out of tune
Some say I'm paranormal
So I just bend their spoon.
The day broke into sunshine at precisely 5:14 am on Monday, December 14th 1996. How do I know this? I was up at five because of my inability to sleep. It's not like I had much to look forward to on this precise day, but what I didn't know was that my life, my average and dull life, would soon be turned upside down and tilted a little to the side.
My day started out rather normal. . . for me anyway. I pulled myself out of my warm comforting bed at exactly five o'clock. I had that dream again. The one where Harry Potter finally confesses his undying love to me, and just before his lips seal themselves around mine… I wake up. It's a curse, a true and most angering curse. I shoved myself through the doors to the girl's bathroom with my towel and other necessary supplies and started about the tedious and ultimately pointless task of getting ready for the day.
Why is it so pointless you ask? Because what do I, Ginny Weasley, have to look forward to? Sitting alone at breakfast and alone in my classes and then alone again at the other meals and then sit alone in the common room and then force myself up the stairs to fall asleep while my roommates lay around talking about their latest love interest? Why would I get up and go if only to face the ever-present reality that I, Virginia Anne Weasley, am a loser.
So as soon as my loser self and I were ready I grabbed my over the shoulder bag that held my books and made my way toward the Great Hall to scavenge for some food.
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The Slytherin common room was dark and cold at 5:14 in the morning on December 14th. Even in my private chambers given to me along with the position on Head Boy, the chilled draft that ran through the dungeons and cooled my bones. Why was I up at 5:14 in the morning? Because I was once again plagued by the ever-present dream, the dream the featured a woman I had never seen, or at least I thought I'd never seen her. He long flame hair was always blown across her pale freckled face so I could never make it out and those curves are curves I have personally never seen before. Though what do I know? She could be right under my nose.
I slinked my way out of my bed and made my way tiredly toward my bathroom to shower and ready myself for the day. I didn't really want to get ready and I even considered not doing it, but I forced my body to do what my mind would have me not. Everyone around me, even my sad excuse for a girlfriend was fake and brimming with evil. They pasted smiles across their faces because that's what they thought I would like. In all honesty I didn't like the idea of being entirely evil. . . I did like the idea of being mostly evil, but to be entirely so, was completely stupid. But what I wanted even less was to be in the band of dark brothers, the death eaters, to work alongside the thing that was barely a man, Voldermort. He made me feel like being violently ill and I don't think I could work for him even if he did force me to. I'd kill myself first.
What I did want, terribly so too, was to be loved. Especially by someone I could return my feelings to. The mere idea made my heart push against it's hardened exterior. Sigh. But what could I possibly do for someone of the opposite sex?
After washing myself of sleep and sweat I moved myself out into the common room and through the wall toward the dungeon halls up to the Great Hall to find something to eat. I ignored all who passed me, and tried to talk to me. I just kept walking. This day would be no ordinary day, although I didn't know it, this day would change the course of my entire life.
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I hit a rock and fell hard against the unpleasant ground. I felt the warm trickle of blood against my cheeks and I fought back tears as I tried to lift myself up. It was then that I felt his warm arms snake around my middle and life me up roughly.