Secrets of the Unforgiven Heart
Thank you anyone who has bothered to read this. I hope that if it isn't your cup of tea that it is atleast the cup.
Chapter 1 Desire
"Hey Ron!" "Uh, hey, Melanie," Ron mumbled. "Where are you going?" Ron wanted to say 'None of your business' but he couldn't bring himself to it. "Outside," he replied. "Oh Ron can I come, oh please can I?"
Ron wanted more than anything to get away from Hermione's 4 year old little sister so he thought quickly and made up an excuse.
"Hey Mel, I think Harry is upstairs with Ginny. Go bother them for me. And be sure to open the door quickly." "Ok, anything for you Ronniekins," screeched Melanie in her annoying voice.
Ron breathed deeply. "Please don't call me that. Don't listen to what Fred and George teach you."
By the time Ron had finished his sentence Melanie had already darted upstairs to Ginny's room.
Ron quickly walked to the door and went outside before Melanie could come back. It was surprisingly a cool summers day at the burrow. It could have been raining for all Ron cared because he was already dreaming of the girl walking across the field studying the lawn gnomes.
Ron Weasley has loved Hermione Granger ever since the first time he saw her on the train to Hogwarts in their first year. They never got along in the beginning but they formed a friendship that has gotten stronger by everyday. But now as he watched her, her hair blowing in the wind, her softly touching the flowers that were surrounding her. It took a few seconds for Ron to realize he was walking towards her.
"Hey Ron". She said happily. "Hi He-Hermione," Ron stuttered,"What are you doing?" "Well first I was trying to talk the gnomes into some sense that they move somewhere else but I got distracted about how you have muggle flowers growing in your lawn." "Well they are beautiful," he said, "like.." Ron gulped. He was so distracted by her beauty and the way she looked at him that he almost said 'you'. His heart was thumping wild. "Like what Ron?" Hermione asked, but in a preoccupied manner. "Nothing, Hermione." "Have you seen my sister? I'm surprised she's not with you. She seems to like you very much" "Yeah, well.."
Ron was a little mad at the fact that the wrong Granger liked him. "I think she's inside with Mum," he lied. "Oh well then we better go in. I'm sure dinners almost ready. I also can't wait to thank your Mum and Dad again for inviting me and Mel to stay with all of you this summer." "It was our pleasure," he said dramatically with a little bow. Hermione laughed and she ran towards the house leaving Ron behind feeling like an idiot because he hadn't told her anything. He was ready to get his feelings out and he missed his chance.
* * *
Stuffed, sleepy, and not saying much, Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way upstairs to Ron's room to talk. Immediately Harry mentioned Draco saving Harry's life. This thought was practically tattooed in Harry's brain. For some reason this was all he wanted to talk about and Ron and Hermione didn't argue.
"What was going through your head, Harry? Was it awful to witness Malfoy, er, Draco getting killed before you?" asked Hermione tearfully.
"Well first it was nothing I would have ever imagined. The feeling is intense you just can't explain. I just had a memory of a boy who used to hate me, and here he is dying for me. It was a strange feeling. I wish I could explain it to you but.that seems impossible," Harry replied speaking in a monotone voice.
After these words the three of them fell silent.
"I do regret now being the jerk I was to him at times. I know that must sound like a lot coming from me," said Ron.
Hermione finally spoke up after she had glanced at Harry and saw him blinking back tears. "Look, all three of us are feeling things we would have never thought we would feel or think about Draco."
Hermione inched closer to Harry. "I hate seeing you like this."
Ron watched with jealousy as Hermione lifted her delicate hand to wipe the tears from Harry's face.
Suddenly the door burst open with a loud bang making the three friends jump.
"Ronniekins!" screamed Melanie.
Ron grumbled to himself and Harry and Hermione tried to stifle their laughing.
"Ickle Ronniekins I've been looking everywhere for you!" she said. "Why are you hear Melanie?" Ron asked. "To tell you that your mummy said to come down and wash dishes.without magic because she's mad at you about leaving your broom in the living room because she tripped on it." Ron groaned. "Why can't Ginny do it? She leaves her stuff everywhere too." Melanie started to giggle. "Because she wants to talk to Harry." She smiled towards Harry and he beamed at Ginny's request.
"Umm, Mel, Ron will be down in a minute," said Hermione. "But Mrs. Wheezy wants him now," she said stamping her foot down against her sister. "Melanie Diane Granger go NOW!" Hermione yelled. "Fine," she yelled out at Hermione and just before she closed the door she stuck her little pink tongue at her older sister.
"Ugh, she's such a brat!" said Hermione. "I think she's cute," said Harry smiling at Hermione. "Yeah, well, you can have her," said Hermione rolling her eyes.
Harry, still smiling, got up and made his way to Ginny's room as Ron went down to wash dishes and Hermione went to discuss Percy's job with him. Ron didn't see why she bothered talking to Percy. The only reason he was back was because he didn't have enough money to pay off his apartment so he was living there reluctantly. Ron's thought of Percy was immediately wiped from his mind when he stepped into the kitchen and saw the pile of dishes waiting for him.
Ron groaned again. "This is going to take forever without my wand."
* * *
Harry took a deep breath as he stood in front of Ginny's door. Just as he was about to knock Ginny opened the door, her brown eyes bright with delight.
"I sensed you," said Ginny. "You sensed me? I didn't know I could be sensed," said Harry beaming. "Ha ha," she said sarcastically, "Come in, come in," said Ginny opening the door wider and gesturing her hand towards inside her room.
Harry loved her room. She had lavender walls and white antique furniture with little pink painted flowers on it. On her desk was a picture of her family, another one of Harry, and her real diary. On her bedstand she had a little pink oil lamp and her little make up bag and hair clip things. Harry thought it was the way a girls room should look like. He took in the smell of fresh flowers from her room. "That Melanie is something else isn't she?" asked Ginny as she sat on her bed. Harry went to sit next to her. "Yeah, but I think it's funny to see Ron's face everytime she's around."
Ginny suddenly stood up quickly. "What's the matter?" asked Harry. "Oh, Harry I've just remembered. Well I don't know if Ron told you but my mum has a second cousin named Boris and his wife Phillipa, yeah I know weird names, but anyways, they're coming in to visit over night and I finally get to meet my fourth cousin Evan!" She said all this very fast. "That sounds, that sounds great," said Harry smiling at his girlfriend. Ginny continued, "I have never met Evan but I do know that he's 19 and is my fourth cousin." "When are they coming?" Harry asked. "Tomorrow at 5:00." Harry voiced the question he was most curious about. "Aren't they muggles, Ginny?" "Yes but Dad was ecstatic about them coming. You know how he is when it comes to muggles. I'm sure he's going to ask them question after question until he knows everything there is to know," said Ginny sitting back down next to Harry.
"Well other than your weird relatives and older fourth cousin, let's talk about something different," said Harry touching Ginny's hand. Ginny looked down at his hand caressing hers and she looked up smiling and asked, "Like what?" Harry started to lean in closer to her. As his lips almost touched hers he whispered, "You know what." This wasn't the first time they had kissed. The first time they did it it was at the end of Harry's graduation and later that night they admitted their true feelings for each other. It was snog fest after that. But since then they had been closer than ever. Harry took his mouth away from hers gently and put his forehead against hers. Speaking in a soft voice he said what he had wanted to say for 3 years.
"Ginny, I,I love you."
Ginny pulled away suddenly just as he was gently touching her face. Her eyes were wide open and she was wearing a confused look. "What?" she asked in a whisper. "I love you Gin. I always have," Harry said reaching out his hand to hold hers.
She pulled her hand away.
"I don't think you should say that to me Harry. Not now." "What's wrong?" Harry asked. "Nothing just, please go." Harry was taken aback. "What? Why?" Harry asked curiously with fear for Ginny. "Just, just go, please." Harry got up at these words and edged his way towards the door. Before he stepped out he took one last look at Ginny and saw her staring at her bed, deep in thought.
Well what did you guys think? Don't worry I'll improve but I don't mind a few suggestions either. Thanks for reading.
Thank you anyone who has bothered to read this. I hope that if it isn't your cup of tea that it is atleast the cup.
Chapter 1 Desire
"Hey Ron!" "Uh, hey, Melanie," Ron mumbled. "Where are you going?" Ron wanted to say 'None of your business' but he couldn't bring himself to it. "Outside," he replied. "Oh Ron can I come, oh please can I?"
Ron wanted more than anything to get away from Hermione's 4 year old little sister so he thought quickly and made up an excuse.
"Hey Mel, I think Harry is upstairs with Ginny. Go bother them for me. And be sure to open the door quickly." "Ok, anything for you Ronniekins," screeched Melanie in her annoying voice.
Ron breathed deeply. "Please don't call me that. Don't listen to what Fred and George teach you."
By the time Ron had finished his sentence Melanie had already darted upstairs to Ginny's room.
Ron quickly walked to the door and went outside before Melanie could come back. It was surprisingly a cool summers day at the burrow. It could have been raining for all Ron cared because he was already dreaming of the girl walking across the field studying the lawn gnomes.
Ron Weasley has loved Hermione Granger ever since the first time he saw her on the train to Hogwarts in their first year. They never got along in the beginning but they formed a friendship that has gotten stronger by everyday. But now as he watched her, her hair blowing in the wind, her softly touching the flowers that were surrounding her. It took a few seconds for Ron to realize he was walking towards her.
"Hey Ron". She said happily. "Hi He-Hermione," Ron stuttered,"What are you doing?" "Well first I was trying to talk the gnomes into some sense that they move somewhere else but I got distracted about how you have muggle flowers growing in your lawn." "Well they are beautiful," he said, "like.." Ron gulped. He was so distracted by her beauty and the way she looked at him that he almost said 'you'. His heart was thumping wild. "Like what Ron?" Hermione asked, but in a preoccupied manner. "Nothing, Hermione." "Have you seen my sister? I'm surprised she's not with you. She seems to like you very much" "Yeah, well.."
Ron was a little mad at the fact that the wrong Granger liked him. "I think she's inside with Mum," he lied. "Oh well then we better go in. I'm sure dinners almost ready. I also can't wait to thank your Mum and Dad again for inviting me and Mel to stay with all of you this summer." "It was our pleasure," he said dramatically with a little bow. Hermione laughed and she ran towards the house leaving Ron behind feeling like an idiot because he hadn't told her anything. He was ready to get his feelings out and he missed his chance.
* * *
Stuffed, sleepy, and not saying much, Harry, Ron, and Hermione made their way upstairs to Ron's room to talk. Immediately Harry mentioned Draco saving Harry's life. This thought was practically tattooed in Harry's brain. For some reason this was all he wanted to talk about and Ron and Hermione didn't argue.
"What was going through your head, Harry? Was it awful to witness Malfoy, er, Draco getting killed before you?" asked Hermione tearfully.
"Well first it was nothing I would have ever imagined. The feeling is intense you just can't explain. I just had a memory of a boy who used to hate me, and here he is dying for me. It was a strange feeling. I wish I could explain it to you but.that seems impossible," Harry replied speaking in a monotone voice.
After these words the three of them fell silent.
"I do regret now being the jerk I was to him at times. I know that must sound like a lot coming from me," said Ron.
Hermione finally spoke up after she had glanced at Harry and saw him blinking back tears. "Look, all three of us are feeling things we would have never thought we would feel or think about Draco."
Hermione inched closer to Harry. "I hate seeing you like this."
Ron watched with jealousy as Hermione lifted her delicate hand to wipe the tears from Harry's face.
Suddenly the door burst open with a loud bang making the three friends jump.
"Ronniekins!" screamed Melanie.
Ron grumbled to himself and Harry and Hermione tried to stifle their laughing.
"Ickle Ronniekins I've been looking everywhere for you!" she said. "Why are you hear Melanie?" Ron asked. "To tell you that your mummy said to come down and wash dishes.without magic because she's mad at you about leaving your broom in the living room because she tripped on it." Ron groaned. "Why can't Ginny do it? She leaves her stuff everywhere too." Melanie started to giggle. "Because she wants to talk to Harry." She smiled towards Harry and he beamed at Ginny's request.
"Umm, Mel, Ron will be down in a minute," said Hermione. "But Mrs. Wheezy wants him now," she said stamping her foot down against her sister. "Melanie Diane Granger go NOW!" Hermione yelled. "Fine," she yelled out at Hermione and just before she closed the door she stuck her little pink tongue at her older sister.
"Ugh, she's such a brat!" said Hermione. "I think she's cute," said Harry smiling at Hermione. "Yeah, well, you can have her," said Hermione rolling her eyes.
Harry, still smiling, got up and made his way to Ginny's room as Ron went down to wash dishes and Hermione went to discuss Percy's job with him. Ron didn't see why she bothered talking to Percy. The only reason he was back was because he didn't have enough money to pay off his apartment so he was living there reluctantly. Ron's thought of Percy was immediately wiped from his mind when he stepped into the kitchen and saw the pile of dishes waiting for him.
Ron groaned again. "This is going to take forever without my wand."
* * *
Harry took a deep breath as he stood in front of Ginny's door. Just as he was about to knock Ginny opened the door, her brown eyes bright with delight.
"I sensed you," said Ginny. "You sensed me? I didn't know I could be sensed," said Harry beaming. "Ha ha," she said sarcastically, "Come in, come in," said Ginny opening the door wider and gesturing her hand towards inside her room.
Harry loved her room. She had lavender walls and white antique furniture with little pink painted flowers on it. On her desk was a picture of her family, another one of Harry, and her real diary. On her bedstand she had a little pink oil lamp and her little make up bag and hair clip things. Harry thought it was the way a girls room should look like. He took in the smell of fresh flowers from her room. "That Melanie is something else isn't she?" asked Ginny as she sat on her bed. Harry went to sit next to her. "Yeah, but I think it's funny to see Ron's face everytime she's around."
Ginny suddenly stood up quickly. "What's the matter?" asked Harry. "Oh, Harry I've just remembered. Well I don't know if Ron told you but my mum has a second cousin named Boris and his wife Phillipa, yeah I know weird names, but anyways, they're coming in to visit over night and I finally get to meet my fourth cousin Evan!" She said all this very fast. "That sounds, that sounds great," said Harry smiling at his girlfriend. Ginny continued, "I have never met Evan but I do know that he's 19 and is my fourth cousin." "When are they coming?" Harry asked. "Tomorrow at 5:00." Harry voiced the question he was most curious about. "Aren't they muggles, Ginny?" "Yes but Dad was ecstatic about them coming. You know how he is when it comes to muggles. I'm sure he's going to ask them question after question until he knows everything there is to know," said Ginny sitting back down next to Harry.
"Well other than your weird relatives and older fourth cousin, let's talk about something different," said Harry touching Ginny's hand. Ginny looked down at his hand caressing hers and she looked up smiling and asked, "Like what?" Harry started to lean in closer to her. As his lips almost touched hers he whispered, "You know what." This wasn't the first time they had kissed. The first time they did it it was at the end of Harry's graduation and later that night they admitted their true feelings for each other. It was snog fest after that. But since then they had been closer than ever. Harry took his mouth away from hers gently and put his forehead against hers. Speaking in a soft voice he said what he had wanted to say for 3 years.
"Ginny, I,I love you."
Ginny pulled away suddenly just as he was gently touching her face. Her eyes were wide open and she was wearing a confused look. "What?" she asked in a whisper. "I love you Gin. I always have," Harry said reaching out his hand to hold hers.
She pulled her hand away.
"I don't think you should say that to me Harry. Not now." "What's wrong?" Harry asked. "Nothing just, please go." Harry was taken aback. "What? Why?" Harry asked curiously with fear for Ginny. "Just, just go, please." Harry got up at these words and edged his way towards the door. Before he stepped out he took one last look at Ginny and saw her staring at her bed, deep in thought.
Well what did you guys think? Don't worry I'll improve but I don't mind a few suggestions either. Thanks for reading.
