Ginny regretted those words as soon as they left her mouth, she should be
begging Hermione not to tell Harry what she just witnessed, not
antagonising her! Not really knowing what to do she turned and fled. Only
problem was she didn't really know where it was she was running.
Draco went back to his room and collapsed on his bed with a groan. He had more or less admitted that he liked Ginny. This was meant to be a game. Feelings weren't meant to be involved, He was meant to just get the girl, anger Potter, and then dump the girl. End of story. He wasn't meant to fall for her. Grabbing his pillow he flung it across the room, knocking over a pile of books in the process. What an absolute mess he had stupidly gotten himself into.
Ginny was winded and panting slightly when she found herself at the entrance to the great hall
"Ginny, is that you?"
Ginny looked up into the eyes of her boyfriend.
'Except I wish I was looking into the eyes of someone else,' she thought miserably.
"Harry, hi," she replied arranging her face into a smile. Harry took a seat beside her and slipped his arm around her. Normally Ginny would have loved this gesture, but now it just felt wrong. 'That's because it is and you know it!' an annoying voice in her head taunted. Suddenly she realised Harry was looking at her, waiting her reply to whatever it was he had asked.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I was saying that you seem. well. its just.. Ginny, have you been avoiding me?"
"Oh! Of course not," she said in what she prayed was a believable tone. Harry looked relieved.
"I knew I was just being paranoid! Ron even told me not to be so stupid!" Grinning at her, Harry leaned in for a kiss. Ginny kissed him for all of two seconds before she broke away.
'I can't do this anymore, I just can't,' she suddenly realised as her eyes filled with tears. She looked at Harry and his confused expression.
"I'm sorry, Harry," she whispered. "I can't do this anymore, I just cant."
"Can't do what? Can't kiss me? Can't go out with me, Can't what, Ginny?!" Harry exclaimed, his voice getting more and more frantic, with a touch of anger in it.
"Can't any of it," Ginny muttered.
"WHAT?!" Harry gazed at her as if she were some strange creation Hagrid had tried to make them study. He gripped the table in front of him. He knew things hadn't been good but surely they weren't this bad? As far as he knew he hadn't done anything wrong, it was obvious something was going on with Ginny but that wasn't his fault. He had tried and tried to find out, but she would never open up to him, and now she was telling him it was over just like that?!
Ginny looked at Harry tears streaming down her face, she was treating him horribly, but somehow it seemed better than the truth.
Harry raised his head and looked her.
"Why, Just tell me why. I deserve that at least." Harry finally uttered after a few seconds of silence. A slight tone of desperation in his voice replaced the anger and frantic tone that graced his voice earlier.
"No Harry, you wouldn't understand, its better this way," she whispered.
Harry slammed his fist on the table.
"Damn it, Ginny, will you tell me?! You have been acting weird for weeks and now you just drop this on me, and you wont even tell me why? When the hell did you turn into such a bitch?!" He yelled.
Ginny's eyes widened at his outburst. Fresh tears stung her eyes as his words sank in.
Harry ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry, Ginny, I just... I just don't understand," he was silent for a few minutes before questioning her once again. "Is there someone else?"
This was the question Ginny had been dreading, but as she looked at Harry, saw the hurt in his eyes; she knew she couldn't lie any longer.
"Yes," she whispered.
Harry looked at her shocked but quickly recovered.
"For how long?" he asked, his voice shaking.
"Not long."
"How long, Ginny?"
"About two weeks."
Harry looked her, unable to stop the single solitary tear that had escaped from his eye.
"Who is it Ginny? I need to know."
"Harry please, don't."
"Ginny who is it?!"
Ginny took a deep breath to steady herself. Closing her eyes, she uttered the words that would shatter Harry's heart into millions upon millions of tiny irreplaceable pieces.
"Draco Malfoy."
Suddenly she heard footsteps. She opened her eyes to see the last of Harry's cloak disappear through the doors.
"Harry no!" she screamed after him, she was in no doubt as to where he was going.
Meanwhile Draco was lying on his bed. Sitting up he decided to go find Ginny, he had to know what was going on. He left his room and made his way to where he thought the Gryffindor common room was. Rounding a corner, he suddenly felt a searing pain as he landed on the ground. Looking up he saw Harry looking shoot him a look. If Looks could kill Draco Malfoy would have been mutilated, and resurrected so many times and Harry Potter would never tire of it.
"You bastard!" Harry screamed and went to punch him again. Draco however managed to get out of the way in time.
"What the hell is your problem, Potter?"
Rage took Harry, inhibiting him to the deepest, darkest depths of his soul. In a blind rage, he somehow managed to pin Malfoy against the wall.
"Was it fun? Did you and that. that bitch spend hours laughing with each other behind my back? Was it all a little game to you Malfoy?!"
All colour drained from Draco's face.
"You have no idea what your on about, Potter." Draco said in a low voice.
Just then Ginny ran up and stopped dead when she saw the two boys.
"Harry, please, stop this," she pleaded.
Harry glared at her.
"How could you Ginny, with him of all people, he's scum!" Harry was livid, he couldn't find words to express himself at the moment: punching him again felt like a good idea, but before he could make his move again Draco escaped Harry's grasp and straightened his robes. Crunching his knuckles he said,
"I'd take that back if I were you."
Harry whirled round on Draco.
"You're pathetic, a loser, Slytherin trash. Nothing but a wannabe Death Eater who's no better than his prat of a dead father!"
Ginny gasped at this, while Draco leapt on Harry, Punches flew madly. Ginny screamed at them to stop but it seemed there was nothing she could do to stop the two boys trying to kill each other. Suddenly there was a flash. The two boys sprang apart, Draco with a cut cheek and Harry with a bloodied nose. They looked around and found Hermione standing to the left of them. She ran over to Harry.
"I take it you've heard, I'm so sorry, Harry, I just found the two of them by the lake and wanted to tell you. Oh you poor thing." she simpered.
"Get bent, Granger." Draco snarled as he got up and walked over to Ginny.
"Lets get out of here."
The two turned to leave.
"Ginny!"
Ginny turned and looked at Harry, tears glistening in his eyes.
"I still love you." He uttered not really knowing what else to say.
Ginny's chin trembled as she tried to hold back tears.
"I know, Harry, I know."
Then she turned and let herself be led away by Draco.
A/N: Soooooo sorry it took forever! Well the next chapter shall be the last, I'm gona miss this fic! Then I swear all my energies will be on two's company three's a crowd. Review please! I really appreciate them!
Draco went back to his room and collapsed on his bed with a groan. He had more or less admitted that he liked Ginny. This was meant to be a game. Feelings weren't meant to be involved, He was meant to just get the girl, anger Potter, and then dump the girl. End of story. He wasn't meant to fall for her. Grabbing his pillow he flung it across the room, knocking over a pile of books in the process. What an absolute mess he had stupidly gotten himself into.
Ginny was winded and panting slightly when she found herself at the entrance to the great hall
"Ginny, is that you?"
Ginny looked up into the eyes of her boyfriend.
'Except I wish I was looking into the eyes of someone else,' she thought miserably.
"Harry, hi," she replied arranging her face into a smile. Harry took a seat beside her and slipped his arm around her. Normally Ginny would have loved this gesture, but now it just felt wrong. 'That's because it is and you know it!' an annoying voice in her head taunted. Suddenly she realised Harry was looking at her, waiting her reply to whatever it was he had asked.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"I was saying that you seem. well. its just.. Ginny, have you been avoiding me?"
"Oh! Of course not," she said in what she prayed was a believable tone. Harry looked relieved.
"I knew I was just being paranoid! Ron even told me not to be so stupid!" Grinning at her, Harry leaned in for a kiss. Ginny kissed him for all of two seconds before she broke away.
'I can't do this anymore, I just can't,' she suddenly realised as her eyes filled with tears. She looked at Harry and his confused expression.
"I'm sorry, Harry," she whispered. "I can't do this anymore, I just cant."
"Can't do what? Can't kiss me? Can't go out with me, Can't what, Ginny?!" Harry exclaimed, his voice getting more and more frantic, with a touch of anger in it.
"Can't any of it," Ginny muttered.
"WHAT?!" Harry gazed at her as if she were some strange creation Hagrid had tried to make them study. He gripped the table in front of him. He knew things hadn't been good but surely they weren't this bad? As far as he knew he hadn't done anything wrong, it was obvious something was going on with Ginny but that wasn't his fault. He had tried and tried to find out, but she would never open up to him, and now she was telling him it was over just like that?!
Ginny looked at Harry tears streaming down her face, she was treating him horribly, but somehow it seemed better than the truth.
Harry raised his head and looked her.
"Why, Just tell me why. I deserve that at least." Harry finally uttered after a few seconds of silence. A slight tone of desperation in his voice replaced the anger and frantic tone that graced his voice earlier.
"No Harry, you wouldn't understand, its better this way," she whispered.
Harry slammed his fist on the table.
"Damn it, Ginny, will you tell me?! You have been acting weird for weeks and now you just drop this on me, and you wont even tell me why? When the hell did you turn into such a bitch?!" He yelled.
Ginny's eyes widened at his outburst. Fresh tears stung her eyes as his words sank in.
Harry ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm sorry, Ginny, I just... I just don't understand," he was silent for a few minutes before questioning her once again. "Is there someone else?"
This was the question Ginny had been dreading, but as she looked at Harry, saw the hurt in his eyes; she knew she couldn't lie any longer.
"Yes," she whispered.
Harry looked at her shocked but quickly recovered.
"For how long?" he asked, his voice shaking.
"Not long."
"How long, Ginny?"
"About two weeks."
Harry looked her, unable to stop the single solitary tear that had escaped from his eye.
"Who is it Ginny? I need to know."
"Harry please, don't."
"Ginny who is it?!"
Ginny took a deep breath to steady herself. Closing her eyes, she uttered the words that would shatter Harry's heart into millions upon millions of tiny irreplaceable pieces.
"Draco Malfoy."
Suddenly she heard footsteps. She opened her eyes to see the last of Harry's cloak disappear through the doors.
"Harry no!" she screamed after him, she was in no doubt as to where he was going.
Meanwhile Draco was lying on his bed. Sitting up he decided to go find Ginny, he had to know what was going on. He left his room and made his way to where he thought the Gryffindor common room was. Rounding a corner, he suddenly felt a searing pain as he landed on the ground. Looking up he saw Harry looking shoot him a look. If Looks could kill Draco Malfoy would have been mutilated, and resurrected so many times and Harry Potter would never tire of it.
"You bastard!" Harry screamed and went to punch him again. Draco however managed to get out of the way in time.
"What the hell is your problem, Potter?"
Rage took Harry, inhibiting him to the deepest, darkest depths of his soul. In a blind rage, he somehow managed to pin Malfoy against the wall.
"Was it fun? Did you and that. that bitch spend hours laughing with each other behind my back? Was it all a little game to you Malfoy?!"
All colour drained from Draco's face.
"You have no idea what your on about, Potter." Draco said in a low voice.
Just then Ginny ran up and stopped dead when she saw the two boys.
"Harry, please, stop this," she pleaded.
Harry glared at her.
"How could you Ginny, with him of all people, he's scum!" Harry was livid, he couldn't find words to express himself at the moment: punching him again felt like a good idea, but before he could make his move again Draco escaped Harry's grasp and straightened his robes. Crunching his knuckles he said,
"I'd take that back if I were you."
Harry whirled round on Draco.
"You're pathetic, a loser, Slytherin trash. Nothing but a wannabe Death Eater who's no better than his prat of a dead father!"
Ginny gasped at this, while Draco leapt on Harry, Punches flew madly. Ginny screamed at them to stop but it seemed there was nothing she could do to stop the two boys trying to kill each other. Suddenly there was a flash. The two boys sprang apart, Draco with a cut cheek and Harry with a bloodied nose. They looked around and found Hermione standing to the left of them. She ran over to Harry.
"I take it you've heard, I'm so sorry, Harry, I just found the two of them by the lake and wanted to tell you. Oh you poor thing." she simpered.
"Get bent, Granger." Draco snarled as he got up and walked over to Ginny.
"Lets get out of here."
The two turned to leave.
"Ginny!"
Ginny turned and looked at Harry, tears glistening in his eyes.
"I still love you." He uttered not really knowing what else to say.
Ginny's chin trembled as she tried to hold back tears.
"I know, Harry, I know."
Then she turned and let herself be led away by Draco.
A/N: Soooooo sorry it took forever! Well the next chapter shall be the last, I'm gona miss this fic! Then I swear all my energies will be on two's company three's a crowd. Review please! I really appreciate them!