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Chapter One
..."For all the sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest of these: It might
have been." -Anonymous... **
Ginny Weasley snuck quietly behind Harry Potter and bent down to put her hands over his eyes. "Guess who?" she asked flirtatiously.
Harry put his hands over hers. "Ginny, of course." he pulled them down from his eyes and turned his head to look at her, a smile on his face.
"I missed you today at Hogsmeade, Harry." she said, taking a seat next to him, "I bought you something." She reached into her pocket and took out a small box, wrapped beautifully.
"Ginny..." Harry said, taking the box from her hands, "You didn't have to...I didn't get you anything."
Ginny smiled and shrugged. "It's okay. It's Valentines Day...I just felt like getting you something because..." she licked her lips, "Because I like you, Harry. A lot."
Harry looked a bit surprised. "Ginny...uh...well...wow." He ran a hand through his messy black hair and handed Ginny the box. "Um, Gin, I don't...I don't feel the same way about you. I thought you knew that." He told her.
Ginny opened and closed her mouth, searching for the words to say. "But...I thought-"
"I did. I did like you Ginny. A lot. But...then I heard you were dating Michael and I...I found someone new. For myself. I moved on, like you did." Harry told her awkwardly.
Ginny shook her head. "W-who?" she whispered, but Harry didn't seem to here her.
"Maybe...maybe if this had happened last year it would have been great, but...Cho and I...."
"I thought you were over Cho." Ginny said quietly.
"And I thought you were over me."
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Draco walked through the dark corridors alone, trying to avoid Pansy Parkinson, who seemed to be under the influence that he liked her. She kept trying to flirt with him. He found it disgusting.
He walked up a staircase, and before he could move out of the way, a small red headed figure ran into him, almost causing him to fall backwards. Thankfully he caught himself, and the girl at the same time.
"Weasley," he said, pushing her away from him, "Watch where you're going."
"Fuck off, Malfoy." Ginny spat, pushing past him.
But Draco grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him. "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" He asked, sounding curious, not concerned.
"Why do you care?" Ginny asked, trying to pull her arm from Draco's grasp.
"I don't," he insisted, still holding on firmly to her arm, "I'm just curious is all. Was it Potter? Or your idiot brother? Or maybe...Michael Corner?"
Ginny glared at him, her eyes full of anger. "Don't bring up Harry or Michael around me ever again." She gave her arm one last yank, and finally got it away from Draco. As she ran off, Draco called out, "I'll find out, Weasley! I always do!"
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Ginny walked slowly down the corridors now, still crying softly. Her head ached, her arm ached, and her heart ached. Stupid Harry...Why couldn't he like her? Why did he have to like Cho Chang? Still? After she had been so mean to him in his 5th year. And how could anyone ever believe that she was still with Michael or had any feeling for him at all? It was all just a fling.
'Ron...I'll go talk to Ron,' Ginny thought, rubbing the sore spot on her arm. 'He always knows what to say. And maybe if I tell him about Draco, he'll hurt him.'
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Authors Note: Please review!
Chapter One
..."For all the sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest of these: It might
have been." -Anonymous... **
Ginny Weasley snuck quietly behind Harry Potter and bent down to put her hands over his eyes. "Guess who?" she asked flirtatiously.
Harry put his hands over hers. "Ginny, of course." he pulled them down from his eyes and turned his head to look at her, a smile on his face.
"I missed you today at Hogsmeade, Harry." she said, taking a seat next to him, "I bought you something." She reached into her pocket and took out a small box, wrapped beautifully.
"Ginny..." Harry said, taking the box from her hands, "You didn't have to...I didn't get you anything."
Ginny smiled and shrugged. "It's okay. It's Valentines Day...I just felt like getting you something because..." she licked her lips, "Because I like you, Harry. A lot."
Harry looked a bit surprised. "Ginny...uh...well...wow." He ran a hand through his messy black hair and handed Ginny the box. "Um, Gin, I don't...I don't feel the same way about you. I thought you knew that." He told her.
Ginny opened and closed her mouth, searching for the words to say. "But...I thought-"
"I did. I did like you Ginny. A lot. But...then I heard you were dating Michael and I...I found someone new. For myself. I moved on, like you did." Harry told her awkwardly.
Ginny shook her head. "W-who?" she whispered, but Harry didn't seem to here her.
"Maybe...maybe if this had happened last year it would have been great, but...Cho and I...."
"I thought you were over Cho." Ginny said quietly.
"And I thought you were over me."
-----
Draco walked through the dark corridors alone, trying to avoid Pansy Parkinson, who seemed to be under the influence that he liked her. She kept trying to flirt with him. He found it disgusting.
He walked up a staircase, and before he could move out of the way, a small red headed figure ran into him, almost causing him to fall backwards. Thankfully he caught himself, and the girl at the same time.
"Weasley," he said, pushing her away from him, "Watch where you're going."
"Fuck off, Malfoy." Ginny spat, pushing past him.
But Draco grabbed her arm and turned her around to face him. "What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?" He asked, sounding curious, not concerned.
"Why do you care?" Ginny asked, trying to pull her arm from Draco's grasp.
"I don't," he insisted, still holding on firmly to her arm, "I'm just curious is all. Was it Potter? Or your idiot brother? Or maybe...Michael Corner?"
Ginny glared at him, her eyes full of anger. "Don't bring up Harry or Michael around me ever again." She gave her arm one last yank, and finally got it away from Draco. As she ran off, Draco called out, "I'll find out, Weasley! I always do!"
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Ginny walked slowly down the corridors now, still crying softly. Her head ached, her arm ached, and her heart ached. Stupid Harry...Why couldn't he like her? Why did he have to like Cho Chang? Still? After she had been so mean to him in his 5th year. And how could anyone ever believe that she was still with Michael or had any feeling for him at all? It was all just a fling.
'Ron...I'll go talk to Ron,' Ginny thought, rubbing the sore spot on her arm. 'He always knows what to say. And maybe if I tell him about Draco, he'll hurt him.'
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Authors Note: Please review!