I turned around to speak but he interrupted me.
"May I get your coat?" and he helped me take it off. The look on his face was priceless. My head was still down, but as I looked through my lashes, his expression stunned me beyond words.
"I have never seen anything more beautiful in my life." He exclaimed.
I gave a small smile trying to lighten the mood. "Are you talking about the room or my dress?" And as soon as I said this, I knew how stupid it must've sounded.
"I'm talking about the gorgeous girl wearing the dress, silly." He said, stroking my cheek. And all of a sudden, as if a light bulb had been lit over my head, I understood what this was all about. "6th year at Hogwarts" was what he had said... That night on the couch...That was the year that he said he started to have feelings for the girl of his dreams. Reality was starting to sink in at an incredible speed. That was the year that Ron and Hermione had started going out, and Harry... he was all alone, and the only person he spent any time with, was... it was me... and he told me that he would plan a special night for her... a surprise, something romantic... was this it? Was this his surprise? For... for me? I did not dare to give myself false hope, but I felt a single tear escape my eyelid and roll down my cheek, and it was brushed off by Harry's thumb.
"You're the only person who's ever seen this house, you know? I've never even brought Ron or Hermione here." He said, as if not wanting to ask me what the tear was for.
"Harry, what is this all about?" I looked at him and demanded, as if my life, my next breath depended on the answer.
"Would you like a drink?" he stalled and you could trace the nervousness in his voice, as he walked to the dining table and poured two glasses of champagne, handing me one, and keeping one for himself.
"Um..." he started nervously. "Would you want to make a toast?" he asked and I could see his hands trembling slightly.
"I'm really not good at these thing." I said, but that damn pleading look remained on his face. "Here's to a happy life spent in the company of... of the people we love." I said, and he smiled sheepishly.
"Here's to that."
"Harry, you didn't answer my question, what is all this about?"
"Can we get to that later on? I'm already so nervous I could hardly breathe."
"All right..." I looked around, trying to make myself look more at ease. "This is THE most romantic song ever." I said as I heard a Muggle song named From This Moment On start from the invisible stereo. "would you do me the honours of dancing with me, Mr. Potter?" I asked with a giggle.
"The honour is all mine, Ms. Weasley." He said as he put both his hands on my waist. I could not believe how uncomfortable he was. I put my left hand behind his neck, playing with his hair, which tensed him up even more, and placed my right hand and head on his chest. His heart, if possible, was beating louder and faster than mine. All of this seemed like a dream to me. I was counting down the seconds, waiting to be waken up.
'You're the reason I believe in love'
'and you're the answer to my prayers from up above'
"It's funny." He said out of the blue.
'My dreams'
'Came true'
'Because... of you'
"What is?"
'from this moment...'
'as long as I live'
'I will love you'
'I promise you this.'
"Every single word of this song... it's as if... it's the words to what I'm feeling..."
'there is nothing'
'I wouldn't give'
'from this moment... on'
"For who, Harry?" I don't know if it was me, but I felt the room go suddenly quiet. He inhaled deeply as if bracing himself for the hardest thing he had to do in his whole life.
"There has always been only one person in my life... only one... only... you..." After the word you, I felt another tear roll down my cheek, but I brushed it off impatiently, eager to hear what else he had to say, and also afraid that at any second, everybody that I knew would jump out and shout 'April's fool'.
"I don't believe in accidents... I believe that everything happens for a reason... and my second year, of all the people that could've been involved with the Chamber of Secrets... it was you... and of all the people who could've been there to bring you back... it was me... and at first I ignored the whole thing... but then somehow, what I felt for you grew... at first into a crush... or what I thought was a crush... or just simply hormones." He gave a little laugh at this. "It was a well known fact that you were one of the most mesmerizing girls in Hogwarts..." we both chuckled at this, but I was still scared out of my wits. "But once I was out of school, I supposed what I felt for you would just go away if it was a simple crush, you know? But... somehow, it worked the opposite way... my days were spent thinking about you, daydreaming, and my night were filled with dreams about you and I in the future... us being a family... I never thought of myself as a coward... that is until I saw you again after four years... I felt unable to pronounce a single word, too weak to take a single step... and when Malfoy walked into the picture... that's when I realized I could not go another second without you, Ginny. I could not go another day without being able to hold you in my arms. I could not go another day without knowing you're safe and sound right by my side. If you would give me a chance... just one... I promise you, I will give my life to make you happy. Ginny... my precious Ginny. All I ask of you is... to just consider me as more than a friend, if it's not too late... I don't know how you feel about me, but all I ask for is..."
"Stop..." I said through sobs, not knowing when I had started to cry, but feeling the tears streaming down my face. "Stop it, Harry. After all this time... after all these years that I've been waiting for you to come around, now is when you realize you have feelings for me? Now that I just started to get over you, and trust me, it was THE hardest thing I had to do. Why now, Harry? Why now? Is it only because you feel jealous, because Draco has been sticking himself to me? Is that what this is? Or are my feelings just a joke to you?"
"I swear it on my parents' graves, Virginia Weasley, it is NOTHING like what you described. Yes, there is a whole lot of jealousy, so much in fact that I feel I could kill the bastard every time he comes close to you... but it is so much more than that... can't you see? You're the only one for me... the only one I have ever loved in my life, Ginny." He held a tight grip on both my arms and was shaking me gently, as if trying to make me understand what he was talking about, and I could hear his voice faltering, and tears forming in his eyes. "Please, Ginny, please." This was just a simple whisper, as one of his tears had now escaped his eye, but he felt no shame in it, didn't make the smallest attempt at hiding it. "Just one chance, ever dearest...please." I stared blankly in his eyes, shocked at myself. In all my dreams, fantasies, daydreams... this had been the moment that I would give Harry a passionate kiss, and we would both declare our undying love for each other, promise to love one another for all etenity... but this was not yet another dream... this was my life... and falling back in love with Harry Potter was like playing with fire.. . it should not be done, but yet... the temptation was so great...
I looked deep into his eyes, and I could see that every single word said that night was sincere... there was nothing fake... but how was it that I could not bring myself to tell him that is how I felt for him as well?
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Dun, dun, duuuuuuuuuuuun.
Lol, dis chapter is so much different from the way it was originaly planned. When I wrote it down in my notebook, Harry and Ginny were gonna get together, but when I got to typing it... I decided to twist it up a bit. well... i have an idea of how da story's gonna end now, im pretty sure of it... but please, R/r ppolz, please.
ty lots for readin. :D
"May I get your coat?" and he helped me take it off. The look on his face was priceless. My head was still down, but as I looked through my lashes, his expression stunned me beyond words.
"I have never seen anything more beautiful in my life." He exclaimed.
I gave a small smile trying to lighten the mood. "Are you talking about the room or my dress?" And as soon as I said this, I knew how stupid it must've sounded.
"I'm talking about the gorgeous girl wearing the dress, silly." He said, stroking my cheek. And all of a sudden, as if a light bulb had been lit over my head, I understood what this was all about. "6th year at Hogwarts" was what he had said... That night on the couch...That was the year that he said he started to have feelings for the girl of his dreams. Reality was starting to sink in at an incredible speed. That was the year that Ron and Hermione had started going out, and Harry... he was all alone, and the only person he spent any time with, was... it was me... and he told me that he would plan a special night for her... a surprise, something romantic... was this it? Was this his surprise? For... for me? I did not dare to give myself false hope, but I felt a single tear escape my eyelid and roll down my cheek, and it was brushed off by Harry's thumb.
"You're the only person who's ever seen this house, you know? I've never even brought Ron or Hermione here." He said, as if not wanting to ask me what the tear was for.
"Harry, what is this all about?" I looked at him and demanded, as if my life, my next breath depended on the answer.
"Would you like a drink?" he stalled and you could trace the nervousness in his voice, as he walked to the dining table and poured two glasses of champagne, handing me one, and keeping one for himself.
"Um..." he started nervously. "Would you want to make a toast?" he asked and I could see his hands trembling slightly.
"I'm really not good at these thing." I said, but that damn pleading look remained on his face. "Here's to a happy life spent in the company of... of the people we love." I said, and he smiled sheepishly.
"Here's to that."
"Harry, you didn't answer my question, what is all this about?"
"Can we get to that later on? I'm already so nervous I could hardly breathe."
"All right..." I looked around, trying to make myself look more at ease. "This is THE most romantic song ever." I said as I heard a Muggle song named From This Moment On start from the invisible stereo. "would you do me the honours of dancing with me, Mr. Potter?" I asked with a giggle.
"The honour is all mine, Ms. Weasley." He said as he put both his hands on my waist. I could not believe how uncomfortable he was. I put my left hand behind his neck, playing with his hair, which tensed him up even more, and placed my right hand and head on his chest. His heart, if possible, was beating louder and faster than mine. All of this seemed like a dream to me. I was counting down the seconds, waiting to be waken up.
'You're the reason I believe in love'
'and you're the answer to my prayers from up above'
"It's funny." He said out of the blue.
'My dreams'
'Came true'
'Because... of you'
"What is?"
'from this moment...'
'as long as I live'
'I will love you'
'I promise you this.'
"Every single word of this song... it's as if... it's the words to what I'm feeling..."
'there is nothing'
'I wouldn't give'
'from this moment... on'
"For who, Harry?" I don't know if it was me, but I felt the room go suddenly quiet. He inhaled deeply as if bracing himself for the hardest thing he had to do in his whole life.
"There has always been only one person in my life... only one... only... you..." After the word you, I felt another tear roll down my cheek, but I brushed it off impatiently, eager to hear what else he had to say, and also afraid that at any second, everybody that I knew would jump out and shout 'April's fool'.
"I don't believe in accidents... I believe that everything happens for a reason... and my second year, of all the people that could've been involved with the Chamber of Secrets... it was you... and of all the people who could've been there to bring you back... it was me... and at first I ignored the whole thing... but then somehow, what I felt for you grew... at first into a crush... or what I thought was a crush... or just simply hormones." He gave a little laugh at this. "It was a well known fact that you were one of the most mesmerizing girls in Hogwarts..." we both chuckled at this, but I was still scared out of my wits. "But once I was out of school, I supposed what I felt for you would just go away if it was a simple crush, you know? But... somehow, it worked the opposite way... my days were spent thinking about you, daydreaming, and my night were filled with dreams about you and I in the future... us being a family... I never thought of myself as a coward... that is until I saw you again after four years... I felt unable to pronounce a single word, too weak to take a single step... and when Malfoy walked into the picture... that's when I realized I could not go another second without you, Ginny. I could not go another day without being able to hold you in my arms. I could not go another day without knowing you're safe and sound right by my side. If you would give me a chance... just one... I promise you, I will give my life to make you happy. Ginny... my precious Ginny. All I ask of you is... to just consider me as more than a friend, if it's not too late... I don't know how you feel about me, but all I ask for is..."
"Stop..." I said through sobs, not knowing when I had started to cry, but feeling the tears streaming down my face. "Stop it, Harry. After all this time... after all these years that I've been waiting for you to come around, now is when you realize you have feelings for me? Now that I just started to get over you, and trust me, it was THE hardest thing I had to do. Why now, Harry? Why now? Is it only because you feel jealous, because Draco has been sticking himself to me? Is that what this is? Or are my feelings just a joke to you?"
"I swear it on my parents' graves, Virginia Weasley, it is NOTHING like what you described. Yes, there is a whole lot of jealousy, so much in fact that I feel I could kill the bastard every time he comes close to you... but it is so much more than that... can't you see? You're the only one for me... the only one I have ever loved in my life, Ginny." He held a tight grip on both my arms and was shaking me gently, as if trying to make me understand what he was talking about, and I could hear his voice faltering, and tears forming in his eyes. "Please, Ginny, please." This was just a simple whisper, as one of his tears had now escaped his eye, but he felt no shame in it, didn't make the smallest attempt at hiding it. "Just one chance, ever dearest...please." I stared blankly in his eyes, shocked at myself. In all my dreams, fantasies, daydreams... this had been the moment that I would give Harry a passionate kiss, and we would both declare our undying love for each other, promise to love one another for all etenity... but this was not yet another dream... this was my life... and falling back in love with Harry Potter was like playing with fire.. . it should not be done, but yet... the temptation was so great...
I looked deep into his eyes, and I could see that every single word said that night was sincere... there was nothing fake... but how was it that I could not bring myself to tell him that is how I felt for him as well?
***************
Dun, dun, duuuuuuuuuuuun.
Lol, dis chapter is so much different from the way it was originaly planned. When I wrote it down in my notebook, Harry and Ginny were gonna get together, but when I got to typing it... I decided to twist it up a bit. well... i have an idea of how da story's gonna end now, im pretty sure of it... but please, R/r ppolz, please.
ty lots for readin. :D
