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A/N: New story. One shot. Ginny/Harry (turn back now if you
dislike it!) Umm...yeah. Please Review.
Unknown Fear
By KaTs
I stared at him, No! He's not dead, he's not, I kept repeating to myself. His green eyes were going to open and turn to me, asking me what I am gawking at. He couldn't be dead, not yet. I care for him too much, he knows that. I know he won't leave me hanging here, waiting for his eyes to open, for him to smile at me, then kiss me.
He's not going to just collapse and never wake again after defeating the Dark Lord. He is better than that, I know it, Ron knows it, Hermione knows it, even Draco Malfoy knows it, so why wouldn't he get back up?
But his green eyes aren't open and I can't detect the rise and fall of his chest. His wand is still in his wand hand, and he really looks just like he is sleeping as he lays on his stomach, wand hand above his head and the other slightly to the side, his legs together. I don't see him as dead yet, and I probably never will. He won't die, he can't die. No matter what happens, he'll live on, he won't die.
He promised me that he'd love me forever. He swore that he would never harm me and he would do all in his power to protect me from harm. He won't give up that promise, he never would. Sure, he'd had his own problems, but he cared about me as much as he did Sirius, even after he'd died.
***
(((A little more than one year later)))
He's never left my side, he swore he wouldn't, but ever since that day, that day in his seventh year, my sixth, I've felt like something was missing. But I think I may have found it, I think I may know what it was. I was not willing to let him go. But now, one year later, after I've let him be released, now that I know he's safe even though he's not holding my hand and standing by my side, I feel better about something. His graduation was so hard. I don't know how I survived it.
"A member of an amazing force has faced peril much unlike any person I've ever known, but unfortunately, though his fight ended in a victory, his death was the result."
Dumbledore said it, and oh I wanted to kill the man, glorifying his death, like it was one of the most amazing things, one of the best. I know he really meant that he fought what he knew he had to fight and, unfortunately, he died during that fight. First he succeeded, then he couldn't hold on anymore, and I can't hold that against him.
And now, as I sit at my own graduation from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, knowing that Ron, Fred and George, Bill, Charlie, Mum, Dad, Hermione, and even Percy are all waiting for me to receive my diploma and make them all proud, I realize what he missed out on. Even with his lightning scar, he was just as normal as I was. He was facing decisions that would change his life, and he tried so hard. He would have become an auror,a top-notch auror, but he couldn't make it.
"Ginny Weasley."
I stepped forward slowly, I took the sheet of paper, for that's all it really was, just a piece of paper, and grinned, whispering, "I love you Harry Potter. I love you so very much."
I'm sure I can hear him whispering back to me, "I love you Ginny Weasley, I love you so very much, and I am so proud of you."
The smile doesn't leave my face as I take my seat, my long red hair cascading down my back. He never left my side, and though I've discovered my unknown fear of being without him, I know that I'm okay now and he is still here, I will never be without him.
Now, I know for certain that I have no other unknown fears.
A/N: New story. One shot. Ginny/Harry (turn back now if you
dislike it!) Umm...yeah. Please Review.
Unknown Fear
By KaTs
I stared at him, No! He's not dead, he's not, I kept repeating to myself. His green eyes were going to open and turn to me, asking me what I am gawking at. He couldn't be dead, not yet. I care for him too much, he knows that. I know he won't leave me hanging here, waiting for his eyes to open, for him to smile at me, then kiss me.
He's not going to just collapse and never wake again after defeating the Dark Lord. He is better than that, I know it, Ron knows it, Hermione knows it, even Draco Malfoy knows it, so why wouldn't he get back up?
But his green eyes aren't open and I can't detect the rise and fall of his chest. His wand is still in his wand hand, and he really looks just like he is sleeping as he lays on his stomach, wand hand above his head and the other slightly to the side, his legs together. I don't see him as dead yet, and I probably never will. He won't die, he can't die. No matter what happens, he'll live on, he won't die.
He promised me that he'd love me forever. He swore that he would never harm me and he would do all in his power to protect me from harm. He won't give up that promise, he never would. Sure, he'd had his own problems, but he cared about me as much as he did Sirius, even after he'd died.
***
(((A little more than one year later)))
He's never left my side, he swore he wouldn't, but ever since that day, that day in his seventh year, my sixth, I've felt like something was missing. But I think I may have found it, I think I may know what it was. I was not willing to let him go. But now, one year later, after I've let him be released, now that I know he's safe even though he's not holding my hand and standing by my side, I feel better about something. His graduation was so hard. I don't know how I survived it.
"A member of an amazing force has faced peril much unlike any person I've ever known, but unfortunately, though his fight ended in a victory, his death was the result."
Dumbledore said it, and oh I wanted to kill the man, glorifying his death, like it was one of the most amazing things, one of the best. I know he really meant that he fought what he knew he had to fight and, unfortunately, he died during that fight. First he succeeded, then he couldn't hold on anymore, and I can't hold that against him.
And now, as I sit at my own graduation from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, knowing that Ron, Fred and George, Bill, Charlie, Mum, Dad, Hermione, and even Percy are all waiting for me to receive my diploma and make them all proud, I realize what he missed out on. Even with his lightning scar, he was just as normal as I was. He was facing decisions that would change his life, and he tried so hard. He would have become an auror,a top-notch auror, but he couldn't make it.
"Ginny Weasley."
I stepped forward slowly, I took the sheet of paper, for that's all it really was, just a piece of paper, and grinned, whispering, "I love you Harry Potter. I love you so very much."
I'm sure I can hear him whispering back to me, "I love you Ginny Weasley, I love you so very much, and I am so proud of you."
The smile doesn't leave my face as I take my seat, my long red hair cascading down my back. He never left my side, and though I've discovered my unknown fear of being without him, I know that I'm okay now and he is still here, I will never be without him.
Now, I know for certain that I have no other unknown fears.