Title: Tears of Joy
Author: Rhapsody
Summary: I made a vow the day Harry Potter saved my life that I would never cry again. I am crying, something I vowed never to do, and worse yet I am crying for Draco Malfoy. Draco/Ginny
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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I made a vow the day Harry Potter saved my life that I would never cry again. There was only one person who had made me cry and it was Tom. I don't know why I wrote in that diary, it was so stupid, but what's done is done no time for regrets. I tell myself, "Ginny be strong." But it doesn't help, involuntary tears slide down my face. I am crying, something I vowed never to do, and worse yet I am crying for Draco Malfoy.
I can't stop the tears now, they just keep coming. I don't even know why I am crying. Today is my first day on my own. My first day in my new house. I should be happy, but words from many years ago keep haunting me.
I was on the train home from school. It was the end of my 6th year. I felt so alone. My best friend was leaving and so were you. Hermione knew I was sad, but of course you did not. I was sitting alone in the compartment previously occupied by my other 7th year friends, but they had left to say their final farewells to the other 7th years. You entered my compartment.
I smiled. I don't know why but I did.
"Why are you smiling Weasley? Did Potter finally confess his love for you or something?"
I frowned immediately, "What is your problem Malfoy?"
"Nothing, I think it's you that has the problem." And with that you were gone.
You never loved me in return. But the thing that haunts me about your words is they were true. That morning at breakfast Harry told me he loved me and he had for ages, and I told him that I loved another. It was you who I loved, and at that moment it struck me that you would never love me back.
It was stupid. It wasn't like you knew what Harry had told me, but it struck me the wrong way. I never cried about it before today. But this morning a beautiful phoenix perched on my window sill. It was not the first time you sent me a letter. But before today your letters were cryptic. When I read it I wanted to die. What you said to me on the train that day had made me hate you. I hated you for being right. But now the hate diminishes out of me like water down the drain and it is replaced by an odd sense of guilt. Guilt for being so mean to you and I secretly wonder, do you feel it too?
They say curiosity killed the cat. My eyes are stinging with tears and I get up and run to my door and fling it open. It is raining outside, but I don't care. Maybe the rain can wash away my tears.
I don't know what I'm doing. I'm running. I don't know where I'm going, but my feet still carry me. I stop by a large oak door and knock.
A butler answers and does a drying charm on me before he leads me to a room with a red carpet and two arm chairs. I sit down and the butler goes to get you. You are to come alone, without Cypris. I need to talk to you.
You enter the room with a cold hard gaze but I see you relax as you see me. How I yearn to rush up to you and make up for the pain I must have caused you, but I can't. I cannot touch you, you have a life, you're married. I feel contempt, contempt for whoever forced you into this. I know you don't love her. You love me, and I love you, but it is forbidden. Anger from out of no where fills me.
"I really don't understand you." Is all I can bring myself to say.
"What is there to understand, I can't change who I am Ginny. I can't change that I love you."
"But why? Why? When I thought you hated me all these years and sudden, boom you're in love with me, it doesn't make sense!" I feel tears stinging the backs of my eyes.
"Does anything?" you ask me, you are being stupid and juvenile. I want to get up and scream at you.
"I won't answer that, Draco, you don't need me to answer your childish questions. You're avoiding the topic. Where did this sudden love some from?" I say simply, internally snuffing my anger.
"I have always loved you Ginny, don't you understand? I couldn't tell you at first because my pride prevented me from saying a word. Then when I finally did tell you called me a lying bastard and left. Why do I love you? I don't know. Why don't you love me." You say.
"That's the problem Draco." I look at my lap to try and hide the tears that are beginning to flow down my cheeks. I cannot cry, I promised not to cry.
"What?" you ask innocently.
"I do love you!" I say louder than I expected.
You look amazed, "But why didn't you just tell me?"
The tears are flowing freely now, "You have a life, you can't just walk away from it." is all I can manage without making my hurt evident.
You look in my eyes and I focus on the cool grey shapes looking at me. Your eyes are like the ocean, grey and mysterious. You suddenly stand up and take hold of my arm.
"Watch me."
We leave your house and walk together down the road. We are both giving up everything for each other but I don't care. The guilt that had plagued me has been lifted and I float in a blissful happy as we walk hand in hand. The tears that I held onto for so long flow freely now, now they are not tears of pain and hurt and confusion, they are tears of joy.
Author: Rhapsody
Summary: I made a vow the day Harry Potter saved my life that I would never cry again. I am crying, something I vowed never to do, and worse yet I am crying for Draco Malfoy. Draco/Ginny
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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I made a vow the day Harry Potter saved my life that I would never cry again. There was only one person who had made me cry and it was Tom. I don't know why I wrote in that diary, it was so stupid, but what's done is done no time for regrets. I tell myself, "Ginny be strong." But it doesn't help, involuntary tears slide down my face. I am crying, something I vowed never to do, and worse yet I am crying for Draco Malfoy.
I can't stop the tears now, they just keep coming. I don't even know why I am crying. Today is my first day on my own. My first day in my new house. I should be happy, but words from many years ago keep haunting me.
I was on the train home from school. It was the end of my 6th year. I felt so alone. My best friend was leaving and so were you. Hermione knew I was sad, but of course you did not. I was sitting alone in the compartment previously occupied by my other 7th year friends, but they had left to say their final farewells to the other 7th years. You entered my compartment.
I smiled. I don't know why but I did.
"Why are you smiling Weasley? Did Potter finally confess his love for you or something?"
I frowned immediately, "What is your problem Malfoy?"
"Nothing, I think it's you that has the problem." And with that you were gone.
You never loved me in return. But the thing that haunts me about your words is they were true. That morning at breakfast Harry told me he loved me and he had for ages, and I told him that I loved another. It was you who I loved, and at that moment it struck me that you would never love me back.
It was stupid. It wasn't like you knew what Harry had told me, but it struck me the wrong way. I never cried about it before today. But this morning a beautiful phoenix perched on my window sill. It was not the first time you sent me a letter. But before today your letters were cryptic. When I read it I wanted to die. What you said to me on the train that day had made me hate you. I hated you for being right. But now the hate diminishes out of me like water down the drain and it is replaced by an odd sense of guilt. Guilt for being so mean to you and I secretly wonder, do you feel it too?
They say curiosity killed the cat. My eyes are stinging with tears and I get up and run to my door and fling it open. It is raining outside, but I don't care. Maybe the rain can wash away my tears.
I don't know what I'm doing. I'm running. I don't know where I'm going, but my feet still carry me. I stop by a large oak door and knock.
A butler answers and does a drying charm on me before he leads me to a room with a red carpet and two arm chairs. I sit down and the butler goes to get you. You are to come alone, without Cypris. I need to talk to you.
You enter the room with a cold hard gaze but I see you relax as you see me. How I yearn to rush up to you and make up for the pain I must have caused you, but I can't. I cannot touch you, you have a life, you're married. I feel contempt, contempt for whoever forced you into this. I know you don't love her. You love me, and I love you, but it is forbidden. Anger from out of no where fills me.
"I really don't understand you." Is all I can bring myself to say.
"What is there to understand, I can't change who I am Ginny. I can't change that I love you."
"But why? Why? When I thought you hated me all these years and sudden, boom you're in love with me, it doesn't make sense!" I feel tears stinging the backs of my eyes.
"Does anything?" you ask me, you are being stupid and juvenile. I want to get up and scream at you.
"I won't answer that, Draco, you don't need me to answer your childish questions. You're avoiding the topic. Where did this sudden love some from?" I say simply, internally snuffing my anger.
"I have always loved you Ginny, don't you understand? I couldn't tell you at first because my pride prevented me from saying a word. Then when I finally did tell you called me a lying bastard and left. Why do I love you? I don't know. Why don't you love me." You say.
"That's the problem Draco." I look at my lap to try and hide the tears that are beginning to flow down my cheeks. I cannot cry, I promised not to cry.
"What?" you ask innocently.
"I do love you!" I say louder than I expected.
You look amazed, "But why didn't you just tell me?"
The tears are flowing freely now, "You have a life, you can't just walk away from it." is all I can manage without making my hurt evident.
You look in my eyes and I focus on the cool grey shapes looking at me. Your eyes are like the ocean, grey and mysterious. You suddenly stand up and take hold of my arm.
"Watch me."
We leave your house and walk together down the road. We are both giving up everything for each other but I don't care. The guilt that had plagued me has been lifted and I float in a blissful happy as we walk hand in hand. The tears that I held onto for so long flow freely now, now they are not tears of pain and hurt and confusion, they are tears of joy.