AN/ A new chapter to I'm NOT blind you know.
Title: The new Harry... New troubles...
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"Harry" slithered proudly down the stairs of his dormitory to the common room. He was very pleased with that he'd gotten rid of this pathetic self- consciousness that had this need to be so. god damned good! A shiver went threw him, but he ignored it completely.
Now there's only left with me. He smirked at the thought.
He was greeted by a worried Hermione and this made him very disgusted.
And no need to say annoyed!
"Harry!" she burst out, clearly she hadn't slept at all. Her eyes were all puffy and red and her hair was, if possible, even more out of control.
"Ron still with Dumbledore, something's happened, oh Ginny" she said her eyes filling with tears. "Oh god, harry! It must be something with the attack, Oh god!" she whispered the last words and threw herself in his embrace. She cried restlessly and made him even more disgusted.
Weakness was something he didn't tolerate.
"Get off!" he shouted, pushing a still crying Hermione, now confused and hurt.
He brushed his robes and glared at the now very worried Hermione.
"Harry! What..." She stifled a cry. "What's wrong with you?" She asked and sounded hurt and broken. Harry thought this was highly amusing and started to laugh as he turned around and stepped threw the door/portrait. And leaving a broken Hermione, crying her heart out.
*
Ginny woke up and was blinded of the morning sun, shining disturbingly brightly. She closed her eyes, which were now hurting and opened them again and blinked hard.
She looked around, her vision still blinded. But after a minute she saw the truth she feared.
.
She was alone.
.
*
AN/ short scene I know... don't hurt me! *takes cover*
* Harry went down the stairs, whistling, and his spirit awfully bright.
I feel so free.
He smirked playfully as a girl from Ravenclaw (A real hottie, he thought) walked past.
He felt very pleased with himself as she blushed. I'm irresistible, at least now that Saint Potter's gone, he chuckled shortly.
He played with the thought of following after the girl, maybe having his way with her but his thoughts were stopped as a person came and very harshly took grip of his shoulders.
He turned to the person, his fists high, and looked into the eyes of a smirking and very angry potions professor.
*
"Now mister Potter" he said with a snakelike hiss. "Where might we be going with our fists high when we are late for classes?" he asked and glared happily but very much evilly.
Harry smirked and replied, quite rudely by showing his mid finger. This merely made Severus more
"Now now mister Potter" Severus said, his anger only increasing inside with a cool expression.
"We wouldn't want to let you go around in that mood! Mister Potter." He said with a cold, smooth voice. "God knows what you might go and do, maybe rape a girl, perhaps?" he said and he was unaware that his eyes were burning and that he was now, painfully, increasing the pressure he held Harry's shoulders.
Harry whimpered at the sudden pain and it sent some relief to Severus troubled heart.
Oh...he would suffer.
Suddenly, a change appeared to Potter that Severus noticed.
It was nothing he did, it was merely his eyes.
Just his eyes.
Suddenly, he had closed them, as if to stiffen a cry, and suddenly he'd jerked up, and they were now changed.
And so was his mood.
*
Ginny's eyes were now tearing. As they so often had during these past days.
He left me.
Ginny knew it in her heart, for he wasn't there. In her most crucial moment, he wasn't there.
The rejection.
Her tears faded away as the realisation made her numb.
.
Harry raped me, I'm pregnant and Draco left me.
.
I have no future to live for.
I have no present to live in.
I have no reason to continue this battle of life.
I have no other choice then to... Surrender. to death.
.
She sat up in the bed, crossed her legs and studied her scars.
She forced her mind to remember the "incidence" with Harry, though she knew it was already there.
The pain that was already paining her came but she let it all come out.
The chock.
The hurt.
The pain.
The rejection.
I'm nothing.
Everything has been ripped out and torn.
I am merely a being, neither human nor animal.
.
I'm nothing.
.
No. I'm still something but it wasn't helping.
.
She was still alone.
.
*
"Potter" he said as the boys gaze was drilling threw his head and hatred filled him. The mere fact that he was touching the bastard enraged him, and now this.
But he was also scared, his eyes... they were... different... it was hard to explain. But it made him even more enraged and he was boiling over.
He didn't even notice when his fist moved from Potters shoulder to his face.
Harry stumbled backwards and touched his face with his hand. It got stained with blood, and at the sight he smiled evilly at Severus and licked the blood.
Severus feelings were mixed, but he knew Potter wasn't Potter. And when he jumped at Severus he was more then ready.
....
It was the power that scared and chocked Severus. It was the technique that felt familiar. It was the demented laugh that settled it. They fought on the ground, punching, fighting trying to get on top.
And as Severus reached the goal he quickly with drew his wand and murmured a spell that knocked Harry out cold.
Severus stumbled backwards still on the ground, shaken, but gracefully got up and stared at the unconscious Potter.
The rage was still haunting him; the thoughts of Ginny were still haunting him.
But the fear clouded them.
He knew that they had a problem at their hands, they had Harry. His eyes narrowed.
He knew that Harry Potter was indeed not Harry Potter.
He knew this was bad.
*
The tests came, and she faced them alone. The tests came as positive... But she had already known.
She felt the monster inside her grow and felt that nothing good would appear in the child inside her.
She already hated her child, and she felt so impure.
She now constantly cried day and night, the only one trying to comfort her was Poppy, but it was merely based on sympathy. The rest. never came...
No one had come for three days.
I'm so alone.
*
I got out from the hospital wing today. I'd rather I didn't. People were. staring...
I couldn't understand why. They couldn't know... No they couldn't... It wasn't possible...
The few who even knew are probably my family, who should've been informed, but never came to visit me after all. And Professor Snape... But I trust him...
Draco... He couldn't have. no... I won't believe it...
But then again... Harry. All I know was that Snape had took him off and that the headmaster kept him in a secret interrogation room where he'd been for two days straight. God knows what he'd said before they took him. I don't want to know.
.
This lack of information scared Ginny. But it didn't scare her as much as the fact that she was guarded constantly. Her stuff had been transported to the dungeons and she now lived in one of Severus's rooms.
Madam Pomfrey came with me to my room where we discussed long about the pregnancy.
The pregnancy.
I made myself totally clear that I didn't feel anything positive about the child and after many hesitations she said there was a potion that would kill the foetus, of course without any pain to the foetus or the carrier. But it would take a long time and would be uncomfortable.
We discussed other options but decided that this one was the best.
The decision was made and Poppy went to inform the headmaster and to inform the Potions master of the required potion. As she left the room I finally got the chance to explore the beautiful room.
It was a very pretty room, with a big classic bed with green sheets and big, soft cushions spread almost everywhere. She was currently sitting on a two person couch in front of a warm fire which gave the room a warm shimmer on the dark walls.
She leaned back against the black leather but didn't feel safe at all now she was alone.
Fear followed her everywhere.
She looked at the door constantly and, because she didn't know a good spell yet, she decided to do it the old way. She pushed the drawer in front of the door, the only comfort was that if anyone tried to come in she'd at least hear it.
She sighed and felt a strange feeling of emptiness; the feeling made her weak and made her stomach feel awfully unsteady. Tears were appearing yet again. Coldness swept over her and she shivered.
"Draco." She whispered and a tear spilled. "Why can't you help me?" She shivered again and headed to the bathroom.
She saw the shower and felt a strong need to let the water rinse everything off her. The desperate hope helped her take her jumper and jeans of.
She stepped in the shower and the shower went on magically of course. She closed her eyes as the warmth washed threw her, warming her only a little. The coldness was ever so deep inside and she turned the water warmer and warmer desperately trying to make the coldness disappear.
The water was now mixing with her tears and she started to cry deeply at the hopeless situation she was in. She leaned against the shower door; the sobs were now burning her throat and only coming more. She tilted her head backwards and screamed until her lungs were ready to burst and the scream was slowly fading away as the sobs conquered and she slid down the door onto the floor.
The water, still falling down her face, washing the tears gladly away, was a comfort. She brought her knees up to her chin and rested her head as the tears now silently flooded her cheeks.
She laid her hand on her stomach, the child was a monster. It would never be anything pure at heart. How could it? She thought. The tears were draining away, she was now so weak... so tired.
The thoughts soon faded away with the water and Ginny was slowly falling in a peaceful slumber.
She was getting a small peace of heaven; she was getting away from it all.
.
At least for a while...
. *
AN/ I actually think this was an ok chapter... A cookie for me then... Please Review and tell me how wrong I am... Thanks to everyone who reads or reviews.. =)
~carshaa~
Title: The new Harry... New troubles...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Harry" slithered proudly down the stairs of his dormitory to the common room. He was very pleased with that he'd gotten rid of this pathetic self- consciousness that had this need to be so. god damned good! A shiver went threw him, but he ignored it completely.
Now there's only left with me. He smirked at the thought.
He was greeted by a worried Hermione and this made him very disgusted.
And no need to say annoyed!
"Harry!" she burst out, clearly she hadn't slept at all. Her eyes were all puffy and red and her hair was, if possible, even more out of control.
"Ron still with Dumbledore, something's happened, oh Ginny" she said her eyes filling with tears. "Oh god, harry! It must be something with the attack, Oh god!" she whispered the last words and threw herself in his embrace. She cried restlessly and made him even more disgusted.
Weakness was something he didn't tolerate.
"Get off!" he shouted, pushing a still crying Hermione, now confused and hurt.
He brushed his robes and glared at the now very worried Hermione.
"Harry! What..." She stifled a cry. "What's wrong with you?" She asked and sounded hurt and broken. Harry thought this was highly amusing and started to laugh as he turned around and stepped threw the door/portrait. And leaving a broken Hermione, crying her heart out.
*
Ginny woke up and was blinded of the morning sun, shining disturbingly brightly. She closed her eyes, which were now hurting and opened them again and blinked hard.
She looked around, her vision still blinded. But after a minute she saw the truth she feared.
.
She was alone.
.
*
AN/ short scene I know... don't hurt me! *takes cover*
* Harry went down the stairs, whistling, and his spirit awfully bright.
I feel so free.
He smirked playfully as a girl from Ravenclaw (A real hottie, he thought) walked past.
He felt very pleased with himself as she blushed. I'm irresistible, at least now that Saint Potter's gone, he chuckled shortly.
He played with the thought of following after the girl, maybe having his way with her but his thoughts were stopped as a person came and very harshly took grip of his shoulders.
He turned to the person, his fists high, and looked into the eyes of a smirking and very angry potions professor.
*
"Now mister Potter" he said with a snakelike hiss. "Where might we be going with our fists high when we are late for classes?" he asked and glared happily but very much evilly.
Harry smirked and replied, quite rudely by showing his mid finger. This merely made Severus more
"Now now mister Potter" Severus said, his anger only increasing inside with a cool expression.
"We wouldn't want to let you go around in that mood! Mister Potter." He said with a cold, smooth voice. "God knows what you might go and do, maybe rape a girl, perhaps?" he said and he was unaware that his eyes were burning and that he was now, painfully, increasing the pressure he held Harry's shoulders.
Harry whimpered at the sudden pain and it sent some relief to Severus troubled heart.
Oh...he would suffer.
Suddenly, a change appeared to Potter that Severus noticed.
It was nothing he did, it was merely his eyes.
Just his eyes.
Suddenly, he had closed them, as if to stiffen a cry, and suddenly he'd jerked up, and they were now changed.
And so was his mood.
*
Ginny's eyes were now tearing. As they so often had during these past days.
He left me.
Ginny knew it in her heart, for he wasn't there. In her most crucial moment, he wasn't there.
The rejection.
Her tears faded away as the realisation made her numb.
.
Harry raped me, I'm pregnant and Draco left me.
.
I have no future to live for.
I have no present to live in.
I have no reason to continue this battle of life.
I have no other choice then to... Surrender. to death.
.
She sat up in the bed, crossed her legs and studied her scars.
She forced her mind to remember the "incidence" with Harry, though she knew it was already there.
The pain that was already paining her came but she let it all come out.
The chock.
The hurt.
The pain.
The rejection.
I'm nothing.
Everything has been ripped out and torn.
I am merely a being, neither human nor animal.
.
I'm nothing.
.
No. I'm still something but it wasn't helping.
.
She was still alone.
.
*
"Potter" he said as the boys gaze was drilling threw his head and hatred filled him. The mere fact that he was touching the bastard enraged him, and now this.
But he was also scared, his eyes... they were... different... it was hard to explain. But it made him even more enraged and he was boiling over.
He didn't even notice when his fist moved from Potters shoulder to his face.
Harry stumbled backwards and touched his face with his hand. It got stained with blood, and at the sight he smiled evilly at Severus and licked the blood.
Severus feelings were mixed, but he knew Potter wasn't Potter. And when he jumped at Severus he was more then ready.
....
It was the power that scared and chocked Severus. It was the technique that felt familiar. It was the demented laugh that settled it. They fought on the ground, punching, fighting trying to get on top.
And as Severus reached the goal he quickly with drew his wand and murmured a spell that knocked Harry out cold.
Severus stumbled backwards still on the ground, shaken, but gracefully got up and stared at the unconscious Potter.
The rage was still haunting him; the thoughts of Ginny were still haunting him.
But the fear clouded them.
He knew that they had a problem at their hands, they had Harry. His eyes narrowed.
He knew that Harry Potter was indeed not Harry Potter.
He knew this was bad.
*
The tests came, and she faced them alone. The tests came as positive... But she had already known.
She felt the monster inside her grow and felt that nothing good would appear in the child inside her.
She already hated her child, and she felt so impure.
She now constantly cried day and night, the only one trying to comfort her was Poppy, but it was merely based on sympathy. The rest. never came...
No one had come for three days.
I'm so alone.
*
I got out from the hospital wing today. I'd rather I didn't. People were. staring...
I couldn't understand why. They couldn't know... No they couldn't... It wasn't possible...
The few who even knew are probably my family, who should've been informed, but never came to visit me after all. And Professor Snape... But I trust him...
Draco... He couldn't have. no... I won't believe it...
But then again... Harry. All I know was that Snape had took him off and that the headmaster kept him in a secret interrogation room where he'd been for two days straight. God knows what he'd said before they took him. I don't want to know.
.
This lack of information scared Ginny. But it didn't scare her as much as the fact that she was guarded constantly. Her stuff had been transported to the dungeons and she now lived in one of Severus's rooms.
Madam Pomfrey came with me to my room where we discussed long about the pregnancy.
The pregnancy.
I made myself totally clear that I didn't feel anything positive about the child and after many hesitations she said there was a potion that would kill the foetus, of course without any pain to the foetus or the carrier. But it would take a long time and would be uncomfortable.
We discussed other options but decided that this one was the best.
The decision was made and Poppy went to inform the headmaster and to inform the Potions master of the required potion. As she left the room I finally got the chance to explore the beautiful room.
It was a very pretty room, with a big classic bed with green sheets and big, soft cushions spread almost everywhere. She was currently sitting on a two person couch in front of a warm fire which gave the room a warm shimmer on the dark walls.
She leaned back against the black leather but didn't feel safe at all now she was alone.
Fear followed her everywhere.
She looked at the door constantly and, because she didn't know a good spell yet, she decided to do it the old way. She pushed the drawer in front of the door, the only comfort was that if anyone tried to come in she'd at least hear it.
She sighed and felt a strange feeling of emptiness; the feeling made her weak and made her stomach feel awfully unsteady. Tears were appearing yet again. Coldness swept over her and she shivered.
"Draco." She whispered and a tear spilled. "Why can't you help me?" She shivered again and headed to the bathroom.
She saw the shower and felt a strong need to let the water rinse everything off her. The desperate hope helped her take her jumper and jeans of.
She stepped in the shower and the shower went on magically of course. She closed her eyes as the warmth washed threw her, warming her only a little. The coldness was ever so deep inside and she turned the water warmer and warmer desperately trying to make the coldness disappear.
The water was now mixing with her tears and she started to cry deeply at the hopeless situation she was in. She leaned against the shower door; the sobs were now burning her throat and only coming more. She tilted her head backwards and screamed until her lungs were ready to burst and the scream was slowly fading away as the sobs conquered and she slid down the door onto the floor.
The water, still falling down her face, washing the tears gladly away, was a comfort. She brought her knees up to her chin and rested her head as the tears now silently flooded her cheeks.
She laid her hand on her stomach, the child was a monster. It would never be anything pure at heart. How could it? She thought. The tears were draining away, she was now so weak... so tired.
The thoughts soon faded away with the water and Ginny was slowly falling in a peaceful slumber.
She was getting a small peace of heaven; she was getting away from it all.
.
At least for a while...
. *
AN/ I actually think this was an ok chapter... A cookie for me then... Please Review and tell me how wrong I am... Thanks to everyone who reads or reviews.. =)
~carshaa~