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Ch.2-Tempting the Fates
Ginny was shocked and delighted at his words. "Okay, let me change, I'll only be a sec."
Harry stopped her. "No, it's okay, I can pay for them now. Meet me at the entrance of the store in 5 minutes."
"Okay." Ginny said, smiling. He squeezed her hand and smiled. His smile was the sweetest remedy to her bruised soul. Ginny walked to the front of the store, thinking about what she was about to do. Leave her family without telling where she was going or when she would get back, openly defying her mother. She didn't care at all. She needed to free her trapped soul of the poisons of being overlooked, overprotected and underappreciated. She was ready. She had been ready forever.
"Okay, lets go." Harry said, opening the door for her. She walked out of the store, feeling the cool air on her skin, smelling the warm, fragrant summer air. In the second that she turned to face Harry, she felt excitement, foreboding, and a deep joy, caressing her soul.
Harry stood quiet for a minute, looking down, his hand on the door. Ginny studied his profile; tall, dark and beautiful, with an intense gaze. He looked up and surveyed Ginny critically, as if looking for something in her. Ginny blushed, looked down, and quietly said, "Thank you."
"He broke out of his reverie. "Oh, no problem. They're a gift."
"No, not that. For getting me out of there. Sometimes I feel like they are suffocating me." Ginny broke of. She was sure that Harry thought her a brat, she had a great, loving family, and he had no one.
"I understand. It seems like they don't let you live your own life." He paused. "In ways it must be.worse than being alone." He looked down and swallowed hard.
"Oh, Harry!" Ginny cried. "You aren't alone! You have us!"
"Yes" he said. "I always knew that I had Hermione and your family." He looked up at her. "But now I realize that I have you."
Ginny was completely taken aback. He just realized this. "Harry, you've always had me, I've always loved you!" She cried it desperately, shouting to the sky.
It began to rain. Harry and Ginny ran to the cave at the edge of Hogsmeade where they had once met Sirius in dog form. Ginny quickly remembered this and saw Harry's eyes begin to fog. She put her arm on his shoulder and said softly. "You know, it's okay to cry. It doesn't make you any less of a man."
Harry looked deep into her eyes, and broke down in her arms. She held him tight, and began crying too. Why did Harry's life have to be so cursed? He had no family, and he deserved so much more.
"Oh, Harry, she said,sobbing on his shoulder. "You deserve so much more than this. Than me." She cried harder and Harry looked up.
"No, Gin. You're the only person who tells me its s okay to cry, that lets me. And I needed too. I really did." He stopped. "It let's me know I'm still human."
"You are more human than anyone because of your pain. I just wish I could take some of it for you. It's more than anyone deserves."
Harry stared at Ginny with an intensity that she had never seen in a pair of human eyes before. It was look that was completely Harry's own. "Ginny," he said slowly, "Why did you wait for me for so long? How could you." he looked down. " ..love me so much for long, with me ignoring you and treating you as a child? I cannot comprehend it!"
"Harry, I tried to make myself stop loving you, to stop feeling such a desire to be near you. But I realized, after a while, that I.. I don't know how to let you go."
"Oh, Ginny" Harry breathed. "Please don't give up one me now.
"I never will."
Ginny laid her head on Harry's chest and closed her eyes. She had dreamed of this. Wanted it with a burning desire. She was used to living with that certain aura around her, that came from existing for only Harry. For only this moment.
Harry spoke softly, faintly. "I've always wondered if there was someone out there who accepted me for who I am, not because of the scar, or because I'm cool, or because I defeated Voldemort, or whatever. "He sighed heavily, warily. "who loved me for being me. And I feel foolish, that you were here all along."
He gently touched her cheek with his hand, caressing it. She looked up, barely breathing. He smiled, a genuine smile that lit up his eyes.
"Thank you."
More chapters coming, I know this is short. Next one will be from Harry's POV. PLEASE REVIEW I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!
Ch.2-Tempting the Fates
Ginny was shocked and delighted at his words. "Okay, let me change, I'll only be a sec."
Harry stopped her. "No, it's okay, I can pay for them now. Meet me at the entrance of the store in 5 minutes."
"Okay." Ginny said, smiling. He squeezed her hand and smiled. His smile was the sweetest remedy to her bruised soul. Ginny walked to the front of the store, thinking about what she was about to do. Leave her family without telling where she was going or when she would get back, openly defying her mother. She didn't care at all. She needed to free her trapped soul of the poisons of being overlooked, overprotected and underappreciated. She was ready. She had been ready forever.
"Okay, lets go." Harry said, opening the door for her. She walked out of the store, feeling the cool air on her skin, smelling the warm, fragrant summer air. In the second that she turned to face Harry, she felt excitement, foreboding, and a deep joy, caressing her soul.
Harry stood quiet for a minute, looking down, his hand on the door. Ginny studied his profile; tall, dark and beautiful, with an intense gaze. He looked up and surveyed Ginny critically, as if looking for something in her. Ginny blushed, looked down, and quietly said, "Thank you."
"He broke out of his reverie. "Oh, no problem. They're a gift."
"No, not that. For getting me out of there. Sometimes I feel like they are suffocating me." Ginny broke of. She was sure that Harry thought her a brat, she had a great, loving family, and he had no one.
"I understand. It seems like they don't let you live your own life." He paused. "In ways it must be.worse than being alone." He looked down and swallowed hard.
"Oh, Harry!" Ginny cried. "You aren't alone! You have us!"
"Yes" he said. "I always knew that I had Hermione and your family." He looked up at her. "But now I realize that I have you."
Ginny was completely taken aback. He just realized this. "Harry, you've always had me, I've always loved you!" She cried it desperately, shouting to the sky.
It began to rain. Harry and Ginny ran to the cave at the edge of Hogsmeade where they had once met Sirius in dog form. Ginny quickly remembered this and saw Harry's eyes begin to fog. She put her arm on his shoulder and said softly. "You know, it's okay to cry. It doesn't make you any less of a man."
Harry looked deep into her eyes, and broke down in her arms. She held him tight, and began crying too. Why did Harry's life have to be so cursed? He had no family, and he deserved so much more.
"Oh, Harry, she said,sobbing on his shoulder. "You deserve so much more than this. Than me." She cried harder and Harry looked up.
"No, Gin. You're the only person who tells me its s okay to cry, that lets me. And I needed too. I really did." He stopped. "It let's me know I'm still human."
"You are more human than anyone because of your pain. I just wish I could take some of it for you. It's more than anyone deserves."
Harry stared at Ginny with an intensity that she had never seen in a pair of human eyes before. It was look that was completely Harry's own. "Ginny," he said slowly, "Why did you wait for me for so long? How could you." he looked down. " ..love me so much for long, with me ignoring you and treating you as a child? I cannot comprehend it!"
"Harry, I tried to make myself stop loving you, to stop feeling such a desire to be near you. But I realized, after a while, that I.. I don't know how to let you go."
"Oh, Ginny" Harry breathed. "Please don't give up one me now.
"I never will."
Ginny laid her head on Harry's chest and closed her eyes. She had dreamed of this. Wanted it with a burning desire. She was used to living with that certain aura around her, that came from existing for only Harry. For only this moment.
Harry spoke softly, faintly. "I've always wondered if there was someone out there who accepted me for who I am, not because of the scar, or because I'm cool, or because I defeated Voldemort, or whatever. "He sighed heavily, warily. "who loved me for being me. And I feel foolish, that you were here all along."
He gently touched her cheek with his hand, caressing it. She looked up, barely breathing. He smiled, a genuine smile that lit up his eyes.
"Thank you."
More chapters coming, I know this is short. Next one will be from Harry's POV. PLEASE REVIEW I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!