Letting Go of the Dream - A Ron/Ginny Cookie
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I don't understand how we let it go so far. First it was just sitting together on a sunny Friday afternoon by the lake, teasing lightly and smiling secretively at one another... but then that formed into unplanned meetings in the Common Room at midnight, with a goodnight kiss too sweet to be coming from a sister. For that's who she is, my Ginny. A girl only a year younger than me, yet years more experienced and hardened by the trials of life, she's taught me well...
Yet now it's out of control. Stolen glances in the Great Hall, a touch on the hand in the corridor... I'm beginning to wonder if people don't notice how we're becoming more and more attached. Hell, I wonder if Harry's noticed Ginny doesn't blush around him anymore, and if Hermione realizes that half my History of Magic Essays are in a legible, female scrawl.
I mean, we'll always have excuses for our action, Gin and I. But what if people begin to think? I don't think I can handle not being accepted by society for who I am, especially when acceptance is what I've strived for all my life. Maybe it's time to let go of the dream. Just maybe...
I want to keep her all to myself, but I know if I give her up, Gin will never forgive me. But her understanding is so wonderful, she would realize why I did it... or would she? The possibilities are endless, and they're making my head spin so fast I can't imagine it will ever slow down. I just want Gin, and that's that. But I can't have her forever. And we both know it...
Which is why I have to let go of the dream.
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