A/N: This is a completely spur of the moment thing. I just finished listening to the song. For some odd and strange reason this popped into my head. This is my first attempt at a song fic, so prepare to flame me.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not Harry Potter, or the song White Flag. Possibly the plot, although that mostly belongs to the plot bunnies.
-:-White Flag-:-
Virginia "Ginny" Weasley sat in her usual spot in the Gryffindor common room. It was in a corner next to a window and about as far away from the fire as was possible, therefore, it wasn't usually occupied. She was curled up in one of the many overly stuffed armchairs that dotted the room, reading a book. Well, she wasn't really reading a book, she was only pretending to read it so as not to draw attention to herself.
Across the common room, situated closest to the fire were none other than her brother, Ron Weasley, one of her best friends, Hermione Granger, and the one and only, Harry Potter. Ginny watched as Harry dipped his quill in a bottle of ink and continued working on an essay that was due the next day. She couldn't stop staring at him, even though she knew she shouldn't, she should have gotten over him a long time ago, and she had, until fate decided to intervene and play a cruel and undeserved trick on her.
~ I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were ~
As she approached her fifth year, Harry had been gradually taking more and more notice of her as something other than Ron's little sister. He'd, of course, stayed at the Burrow the first few weeks before the start of term, and by the time September 1st rolled around, they were a couple. Those were the happiest days of Ginny's life, and she would have given anything for them to have lastest at least one minute longer.
Towards the end of November, they'd had a fight. It wasn't anything Earth-shattering, but they had broken up because of it, none the less. Ginny had been devastated, but around Ron she acted as if nothing was amiss. Even if she had a growing dislike of the boy-who-lived, her love for him was much stronger and she didn't want to mess up him and Ron's friendship, which would undoubtedly happen if Ron found out that Harry had actually been the one to break it off instead of Ginny as they'd told him. Even though Harry was his best friend, the over-protective brother inside him would have taken over and Harry wouldn't have stood a chance.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
It had been almost a month now, and still, Ginny cried herself to sleep. She couldn't help it. She loved him. And her love was unrequited. It was probably the worst feeling Ginny had ever felt. And Harry knew of all this, Ginny had told him herself that, no matter what, she'd never stop loving him.
~ I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense ~
She knew she really should move on. Harry would never look at her again like he had while they'd been together. He'd actually gone to treating her like he did the first few years she was at Hogwarts, like she didn't exist as anything other than Ron's baby sister who just happened to be in love with him. In that one fight, which had started out as just a playful debate on the best way to humiliate Snape publically, she had said many harsh things that she hadn't meant.
Ginny'd let her mouth talk faster than her brain was thinking and had accidently let slip a crude comment about his father. From there, things had only gone down hill. Caught up in the moment, she had told Harry things that she wasn't quite sure were her thoughts. By the time she'd realized what she'd said, she knew it was too late and had fled when Harry had told her "It's over." after she had apologized and told him she'd always love him. It was quite understandable why he'd started ignoring her.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
Ginny closed her eyes tightly at the memory, trying uselessly to keep the tears inside. She knew it was all hopeless, she'd die an old, lonely lady that was still in love with a boy she'd gone to school with and hadn't seen in 50 years. She thought it all really quite pathetic, but that was what love could do to one.
~ And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on ~
She knew Harry had already moved on, he had a new girlfriend, a Hufflepuff named Ariyann Somthing-or-Other. When Ginny passed the new happy couple, her and Harry's eyes would automatically lock. Ginny was always careful not to say anything, to simply smile sweetly at the two and continue on her way. Probably the only one that knew she really hadn't moved on was Hermione.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
As Ginny wiped the tears from her eyes and rubbed them to hopefully remove the blur, Harry looked up at her. She smiled at him and he slowly smiled back. She bent her head and pretended to be reading, hoping he'd go back to his homework so she could continue staring longingly at him. But, much to her chagrin, she could feel his eyes still on her. She looked at him through the cover of her fiery red bangs and was shocked quite a bit to see sadness and regret evident in his emerald eyes.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
Why was Harry, of all people, looking at her like that? It truly baffled her. She raised an eyebrow slowly and smiled slightly when he blushed and went back to writing on his parchment vigorously.
~ I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
He knew she still loved him. And his behavior just now made it clear that he still felt something for her. A something that the last ray of hope in her shattered heart was holding onto as a feeling very close to love. Maybe there was hope for them yet.
A/N: I'm not sure exactly how crappy that was, but be sure to tell me in a review! Please!? That would be really nice of you. Phaerie would greatly appreciate it, even if it was a flame!
~Phaerie
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not Harry Potter, or the song White Flag. Possibly the plot, although that mostly belongs to the plot bunnies.
-:-White Flag-:-
Virginia "Ginny" Weasley sat in her usual spot in the Gryffindor common room. It was in a corner next to a window and about as far away from the fire as was possible, therefore, it wasn't usually occupied. She was curled up in one of the many overly stuffed armchairs that dotted the room, reading a book. Well, she wasn't really reading a book, she was only pretending to read it so as not to draw attention to herself.
Across the common room, situated closest to the fire were none other than her brother, Ron Weasley, one of her best friends, Hermione Granger, and the one and only, Harry Potter. Ginny watched as Harry dipped his quill in a bottle of ink and continued working on an essay that was due the next day. She couldn't stop staring at him, even though she knew she shouldn't, she should have gotten over him a long time ago, and she had, until fate decided to intervene and play a cruel and undeserved trick on her.
~ I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I'd still have felt it
Where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were ~
As she approached her fifth year, Harry had been gradually taking more and more notice of her as something other than Ron's little sister. He'd, of course, stayed at the Burrow the first few weeks before the start of term, and by the time September 1st rolled around, they were a couple. Those were the happiest days of Ginny's life, and she would have given anything for them to have lastest at least one minute longer.
Towards the end of November, they'd had a fight. It wasn't anything Earth-shattering, but they had broken up because of it, none the less. Ginny had been devastated, but around Ron she acted as if nothing was amiss. Even if she had a growing dislike of the boy-who-lived, her love for him was much stronger and she didn't want to mess up him and Ron's friendship, which would undoubtedly happen if Ron found out that Harry had actually been the one to break it off instead of Ginny as they'd told him. Even though Harry was his best friend, the over-protective brother inside him would have taken over and Harry wouldn't have stood a chance.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
It had been almost a month now, and still, Ginny cried herself to sleep. She couldn't help it. She loved him. And her love was unrequited. It was probably the worst feeling Ginny had ever felt. And Harry knew of all this, Ginny had told him herself that, no matter what, she'd never stop loving him.
~ I know I left too much mess
And destruction to come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "It's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense ~
She knew she really should move on. Harry would never look at her again like he had while they'd been together. He'd actually gone to treating her like he did the first few years she was at Hogwarts, like she didn't exist as anything other than Ron's baby sister who just happened to be in love with him. In that one fight, which had started out as just a playful debate on the best way to humiliate Snape publically, she had said many harsh things that she hadn't meant.
Ginny'd let her mouth talk faster than her brain was thinking and had accidently let slip a crude comment about his father. From there, things had only gone down hill. Caught up in the moment, she had told Harry things that she wasn't quite sure were her thoughts. By the time she'd realized what she'd said, she knew it was too late and had fled when Harry had told her "It's over." after she had apologized and told him she'd always love him. It was quite understandable why he'd started ignoring her.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
Ginny closed her eyes tightly at the memory, trying uselessly to keep the tears inside. She knew it was all hopeless, she'd die an old, lonely lady that was still in love with a boy she'd gone to school with and hadn't seen in 50 years. She thought it all really quite pathetic, but that was what love could do to one.
~ And when we meet
As I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on ~
She knew Harry had already moved on, he had a new girlfriend, a Hufflepuff named Ariyann Somthing-or-Other. When Ginny passed the new happy couple, her and Harry's eyes would automatically lock. Ginny was always careful not to say anything, to simply smile sweetly at the two and continue on her way. Probably the only one that knew she really hadn't moved on was Hermione.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
As Ginny wiped the tears from her eyes and rubbed them to hopefully remove the blur, Harry looked up at her. She smiled at him and he slowly smiled back. She bent her head and pretended to be reading, hoping he'd go back to his homework so she could continue staring longingly at him. But, much to her chagrin, she could feel his eyes still on her. She looked at him through the cover of her fiery red bangs and was shocked quite a bit to see sadness and regret evident in his emerald eyes.
~ Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
Why was Harry, of all people, looking at her like that? It truly baffled her. She raised an eyebrow slowly and smiled slightly when he blushed and went back to writing on his parchment vigorously.
~ I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be ~
He knew she still loved him. And his behavior just now made it clear that he still felt something for her. A something that the last ray of hope in her shattered heart was holding onto as a feeling very close to love. Maybe there was hope for them yet.
A/N: I'm not sure exactly how crappy that was, but be sure to tell me in a review! Please!? That would be really nice of you. Phaerie would greatly appreciate it, even if it was a flame!
~Phaerie