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"Oh no," Ginny whispered. Without pausing to say anything to Draco, she ran after Harry. He had gotten a good head start, but Ginny could still see him. She was too much out of breath to call out his name.
Ginny had to run as fast as she could to keep Harry in sight. My God was he fast! She dashed up the stairs and realized that Harry was on his way to the Gryffindor tower. And her damn high heeled shoes were killing her, and slowing her down. She paused momentarily to take them off and took off after Harry again. Finally she saw the picture of the Fat Lady and stopped, gasping for breath.
"Yule Tidings," she gasped. The portrait swung open and she dashed inside. The common room was empty. There was no way Harry would've gone anywhere else but to his dormitory. She dashed up the stairs and found the door to the sixth years' dormitory. She didn't bother to knock and opened the door. She looked around the room and saw Harry sitting on his bed.
He looked up at her, his once warm emerald eyes now blazing with fury.
"Harry," she said, taking a step towards him. "I can explain-"
He held up his hand. "Stay away from me, Ginny. You don't need to explain. What I saw was enough to explain everything. What Malfoy said was true. You are a slut."
His last words stung her painfully, making her eyes well up with tears. She bit her lip to keep the tears from falling.
"I can't believe you'd do this to me," his voice was quiet. "After all you said to me? That you loved me? Was that one of your many lies?" he gave a harsh laugh, making Ginny cringe. "I can just imagine you and Malfoy laughing your heads off, thinking what a fool I am to believe anything you've ever said. How long has this been going on?"
There was a huge lump in Ginny's throat, but she forced herself to reply to him, knowing that he deserved the truth. "S-since my first day of detention with him."
Harry looked absolutely disgusted with her, and it was all Ginny could do to keep from getting hysterical as he looked at her, his cold eyes chilling her to her very bones, making her shudder slightly.
Harry stood up and began pacing back and forth. Ginny, whose knees were giving out on her, sat down at the nearest bed.
"You've never loved me, did you?" Harry continued, still pacing. "I can't believe you used me."
"But I didn't use y-" Ginny interrupted him.
Harry stopped pacing and held up his hand again. "Just let me finish talking. After all the times you were gone, I should've figured out something was going on. But no, I trusted you and would never believe you'd cheat on me. You could've broken up with me before you got with Malfoy. I've been cheated out of way too many things in my life Ginny," he stopped pacing. "And this one thing shouldn' t make a difference, but it does."
Ginny blinked quickly to hide her tears. He was right. He HAD been cheated out of so many things. Growing up without his parents was the worst. And living with his evil uncle, aunt, and cousin was another big part of the cheat.
He took a step closer to her, but decided against it and just stood there. "It makes a difference because I thought you just wanted me for me, not because I was the famouse Harry Potter. I thought you saw deeper into me than what was on the outside," he gave another laugh. "Stupid me. See Ginny, that's the problem with me, I just trust people too easily. I had trusted Tom Riddle, and it almost cost me my life. And I trusted you, and look where it's got me."
Being reminded of Tom Riddle and how Harry had risked his life to save hers, Ginny stood up too. "And I thank you countless times for saving my life. But I do not want to be compared to Tom Riddle."
"Why shouldn't you be? You two are about the same," at those words, Ginny's whole body went rigid into shock. "Maybe he left a part of his evil self into you when he was controlling you," Harry said cruelly. "Maybe that should explain why you're a lying, cheating, manipulating slut."
"Stop it!" Ginny cried. "Me and Tom Riddle are not the same! And I don't EVER want you saying that again!"
"The truth hurts, doesn't it?" Harry snapped.
Ginny was angry. She was scared out of her wits about Voldemort ever since the whole Tom Riddle's diary incident. Not that she hadn't been scared of Voldemort before, but after the diary thing, Ginny thought she was the one person in the world that feared Voldemort the most.
Ginny stood in front of Harry, anger flashing in her brown eyes. "That is not the truth! I HATE Tom Riddle and I would tell someone if I thought a part of him was in me!"
His jaw clenched. "Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"Maybe you just don't know," he said. Ginny's eyes filled up with tears again. "All I want to know, is why you've been using me?"
Ginny looked up at him. "Is that what you think? That I've been using you? My God, Harry. I would never do that. I know you were cheated out of a lot of things-"
Harry snorted. "That's an understatement."
Ginny ignored him as she continued speaking. "But I loved you!"
"Loved? As in past tense?"
Ginny thought. It was true, she had said 'loved'. The question was, did she still love him, or was it just a thing of the past? She shook her head, "No, I still love you, and I always will. But as a friend."
"Then why did you choose Malfoy?"
Yeah, that was what she wanted to know too. Why did she choose Draco? Then the answer hit her immediately. "Because Harry. All his life, Draco never let anyone get close enough to him to let them love him. And he never got close enough to anyone to love them. I'm the only person that got through to him and loved him. But you, Harry, you have so many friends that love you. The whole world cherishes you! So many people support you in your fight against You-Know-Who and they always will. Half of the world would risk their life for you. But Draco, he has no one to do that for him, except me."
Harry looked at her closely. "But would you do that for me?"
Ginny nodded furiously. "In a heartbeat, without even a single thought about it."
Harry's anger seemed to fade slightly. "I-I just don't know what to do," he sat down on his bed, resting his elbows on his knees.
Her heart aching painfully, Ginny sat beside him. "It's not the end of the world. Remember, you still have so many girls that would die for you. I know I used to be one, and I still am," she smiled at him.
He looked up and managed a small smile. "I guess it's obviously over between us, eh?"
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
He got up. "I guess I'll learn to live with it."
Ginny got up too. "But are we still friends?" she asked, holding her breath and waiting for his answer.
He turned back to her. A glow entered his eyes. "Of course, no matter what. I guess we should get back to the dance, eh? And I guess you should go and find Malfoy," his cringed. "It'll take, let's just say about the rest of my life, to see you two together. Wait until Ron finds out," Harry whistled. "I'd run for cover, Ginny."
Ginny was dreading when Ron would find out. She remembered when her and Harry had started going out. She had thought Ron was about to explode. But with Draco, boy, it would be ten times worse.
"Please don't tell him. I'll tell him when it's right."
Harry nodded. "I know."
They stood together in awkward silence.
"Thank you so much for understanding," Ginny said, giving Harry a hug. "I'm so sorry."
Harry hugged her back. "No, I should be the one that's sorry for saying those nasty things to you. And especially for comparing you to Tom Riddle. Don't ever listen to me when it comes to him."
Ginny could've cried. "I can see now why I fell in love with you," she whispered.
Harry gave a playful wink. "Yeah, I hear that a lot."
Ginny laughed weakly. "I think we really should go."
They headed out of the portrait of the Fat Lady and back to the Great Hall. As soon as they entered, they went their own seperate ways, Harry back to Ron and Hermione, and Ginny to go and find Draco.
After searching the Great Hall for ten minutes, she still couldn't find him. So she decided to head back outside, having a slight hunch that he might be out there. And her hunch was correct, he was waiting under the tree.
"How was it?" he raised his eyebrows.
Ginny sighed. "I broke up with him. He took it quite well, well not really," she hesitated at what she was about to tell him. "Draco, I have something to say to you."
"Yes, Weasley?" he looked slightly interested.
"I-I really don't know if you feel the same way about me, b-but I-I," she paused.
"Oh come on Weasley," he said. "Just say it."
Ginny took a deep breath. "I love you," Ginny looked at him and saw his mouth going into his famous smirk. "Don't even say I told you so."
"I told you so," he said.
Ginny gave a weak smile. "But do you love me?"
With an annoyed hmph, Draco pulled her into his arms. "If I didn't, why do you think I've been chasing you all these days?"
Ginny gulped. "I can't believe it."
"You better. Tell me again."
Ginny looked at him, puzzled. "Tell you what?"
"That you love me," he whispered back.
"I love you," she said, putting all her feelings behind those three words.
Draco's gray eyes seemed to brighten up. He pulled her into a deep kiss, a kiss that told of his love for her, a kiss that had new meaning.
The ice garden sparkled under the full moon, making Ginny feel like she was in a fairy tale that Harry had told her about. A fairy tale that ended happily ever after.
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"Oh no," Ginny whispered. Without pausing to say anything to Draco, she ran after Harry. He had gotten a good head start, but Ginny could still see him. She was too much out of breath to call out his name.
Ginny had to run as fast as she could to keep Harry in sight. My God was he fast! She dashed up the stairs and realized that Harry was on his way to the Gryffindor tower. And her damn high heeled shoes were killing her, and slowing her down. She paused momentarily to take them off and took off after Harry again. Finally she saw the picture of the Fat Lady and stopped, gasping for breath.
"Yule Tidings," she gasped. The portrait swung open and she dashed inside. The common room was empty. There was no way Harry would've gone anywhere else but to his dormitory. She dashed up the stairs and found the door to the sixth years' dormitory. She didn't bother to knock and opened the door. She looked around the room and saw Harry sitting on his bed.
He looked up at her, his once warm emerald eyes now blazing with fury.
"Harry," she said, taking a step towards him. "I can explain-"
He held up his hand. "Stay away from me, Ginny. You don't need to explain. What I saw was enough to explain everything. What Malfoy said was true. You are a slut."
His last words stung her painfully, making her eyes well up with tears. She bit her lip to keep the tears from falling.
"I can't believe you'd do this to me," his voice was quiet. "After all you said to me? That you loved me? Was that one of your many lies?" he gave a harsh laugh, making Ginny cringe. "I can just imagine you and Malfoy laughing your heads off, thinking what a fool I am to believe anything you've ever said. How long has this been going on?"
There was a huge lump in Ginny's throat, but she forced herself to reply to him, knowing that he deserved the truth. "S-since my first day of detention with him."
Harry looked absolutely disgusted with her, and it was all Ginny could do to keep from getting hysterical as he looked at her, his cold eyes chilling her to her very bones, making her shudder slightly.
Harry stood up and began pacing back and forth. Ginny, whose knees were giving out on her, sat down at the nearest bed.
"You've never loved me, did you?" Harry continued, still pacing. "I can't believe you used me."
"But I didn't use y-" Ginny interrupted him.
Harry stopped pacing and held up his hand again. "Just let me finish talking. After all the times you were gone, I should've figured out something was going on. But no, I trusted you and would never believe you'd cheat on me. You could've broken up with me before you got with Malfoy. I've been cheated out of way too many things in my life Ginny," he stopped pacing. "And this one thing shouldn' t make a difference, but it does."
Ginny blinked quickly to hide her tears. He was right. He HAD been cheated out of so many things. Growing up without his parents was the worst. And living with his evil uncle, aunt, and cousin was another big part of the cheat.
He took a step closer to her, but decided against it and just stood there. "It makes a difference because I thought you just wanted me for me, not because I was the famouse Harry Potter. I thought you saw deeper into me than what was on the outside," he gave another laugh. "Stupid me. See Ginny, that's the problem with me, I just trust people too easily. I had trusted Tom Riddle, and it almost cost me my life. And I trusted you, and look where it's got me."
Being reminded of Tom Riddle and how Harry had risked his life to save hers, Ginny stood up too. "And I thank you countless times for saving my life. But I do not want to be compared to Tom Riddle."
"Why shouldn't you be? You two are about the same," at those words, Ginny's whole body went rigid into shock. "Maybe he left a part of his evil self into you when he was controlling you," Harry said cruelly. "Maybe that should explain why you're a lying, cheating, manipulating slut."
"Stop it!" Ginny cried. "Me and Tom Riddle are not the same! And I don't EVER want you saying that again!"
"The truth hurts, doesn't it?" Harry snapped.
Ginny was angry. She was scared out of her wits about Voldemort ever since the whole Tom Riddle's diary incident. Not that she hadn't been scared of Voldemort before, but after the diary thing, Ginny thought she was the one person in the world that feared Voldemort the most.
Ginny stood in front of Harry, anger flashing in her brown eyes. "That is not the truth! I HATE Tom Riddle and I would tell someone if I thought a part of him was in me!"
His jaw clenched. "Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"Maybe you just don't know," he said. Ginny's eyes filled up with tears again. "All I want to know, is why you've been using me?"
Ginny looked up at him. "Is that what you think? That I've been using you? My God, Harry. I would never do that. I know you were cheated out of a lot of things-"
Harry snorted. "That's an understatement."
Ginny ignored him as she continued speaking. "But I loved you!"
"Loved? As in past tense?"
Ginny thought. It was true, she had said 'loved'. The question was, did she still love him, or was it just a thing of the past? She shook her head, "No, I still love you, and I always will. But as a friend."
"Then why did you choose Malfoy?"
Yeah, that was what she wanted to know too. Why did she choose Draco? Then the answer hit her immediately. "Because Harry. All his life, Draco never let anyone get close enough to him to let them love him. And he never got close enough to anyone to love them. I'm the only person that got through to him and loved him. But you, Harry, you have so many friends that love you. The whole world cherishes you! So many people support you in your fight against You-Know-Who and they always will. Half of the world would risk their life for you. But Draco, he has no one to do that for him, except me."
Harry looked at her closely. "But would you do that for me?"
Ginny nodded furiously. "In a heartbeat, without even a single thought about it."
Harry's anger seemed to fade slightly. "I-I just don't know what to do," he sat down on his bed, resting his elbows on his knees.
Her heart aching painfully, Ginny sat beside him. "It's not the end of the world. Remember, you still have so many girls that would die for you. I know I used to be one, and I still am," she smiled at him.
He looked up and managed a small smile. "I guess it's obviously over between us, eh?"
Ginny nodded. "Yeah, I guess so."
He got up. "I guess I'll learn to live with it."
Ginny got up too. "But are we still friends?" she asked, holding her breath and waiting for his answer.
He turned back to her. A glow entered his eyes. "Of course, no matter what. I guess we should get back to the dance, eh? And I guess you should go and find Malfoy," his cringed. "It'll take, let's just say about the rest of my life, to see you two together. Wait until Ron finds out," Harry whistled. "I'd run for cover, Ginny."
Ginny was dreading when Ron would find out. She remembered when her and Harry had started going out. She had thought Ron was about to explode. But with Draco, boy, it would be ten times worse.
"Please don't tell him. I'll tell him when it's right."
Harry nodded. "I know."
They stood together in awkward silence.
"Thank you so much for understanding," Ginny said, giving Harry a hug. "I'm so sorry."
Harry hugged her back. "No, I should be the one that's sorry for saying those nasty things to you. And especially for comparing you to Tom Riddle. Don't ever listen to me when it comes to him."
Ginny could've cried. "I can see now why I fell in love with you," she whispered.
Harry gave a playful wink. "Yeah, I hear that a lot."
Ginny laughed weakly. "I think we really should go."
They headed out of the portrait of the Fat Lady and back to the Great Hall. As soon as they entered, they went their own seperate ways, Harry back to Ron and Hermione, and Ginny to go and find Draco.
After searching the Great Hall for ten minutes, she still couldn't find him. So she decided to head back outside, having a slight hunch that he might be out there. And her hunch was correct, he was waiting under the tree.
"How was it?" he raised his eyebrows.
Ginny sighed. "I broke up with him. He took it quite well, well not really," she hesitated at what she was about to tell him. "Draco, I have something to say to you."
"Yes, Weasley?" he looked slightly interested.
"I-I really don't know if you feel the same way about me, b-but I-I," she paused.
"Oh come on Weasley," he said. "Just say it."
Ginny took a deep breath. "I love you," Ginny looked at him and saw his mouth going into his famous smirk. "Don't even say I told you so."
"I told you so," he said.
Ginny gave a weak smile. "But do you love me?"
With an annoyed hmph, Draco pulled her into his arms. "If I didn't, why do you think I've been chasing you all these days?"
Ginny gulped. "I can't believe it."
"You better. Tell me again."
Ginny looked at him, puzzled. "Tell you what?"
"That you love me," he whispered back.
"I love you," she said, putting all her feelings behind those three words.
Draco's gray eyes seemed to brighten up. He pulled her into a deep kiss, a kiss that told of his love for her, a kiss that had new meaning.
The ice garden sparkled under the full moon, making Ginny feel like she was in a fairy tale that Harry had told her about. A fairy tale that ended happily ever after.
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Reviews please! THIS IS NOT THE LAST CHAPTER SO STAY TUNED! There will be an author's note posted, and it's very important that you read it so make sure you keep checking back to see if I've posted it up yet! super sailor saturn39