AN: Woo-Hoo!!!! It's my SECOND story; I had another one but during
Hurricane Isabel absolutely EVERYTHING on my computer got deleted, sucks
huh? Yah, so if you see anything in this story that looks like it came from
a story called A New Feeling by TheLovelyNotes, that was all me, so don't
get all suspicious or anything. Anyways the story is a Draco/Ginny
Romance, not much yet, it's kindof just the chapter that I use to take up
space until I think of a good plot. So enjoy the first chapter (if that's
what you wanna call it).
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I wish I did, but I don't. SO just drop the subject and move on to my beautifully written story that I bet you wish was YOURS! Ha!
I leaned my head against the window, looking out to the hills. The same old hills that I passed on the way to and from school for the past six years. I turned away, telling myself that I wasn't going to find anything interesting out there, except for sheep, maybe. I looked back at my book sleepily (To Kill a Mockingbird, if you must know). It continued to be like this for another half an hour, I read while Hermione and Ron stared at each other and Harry worked on summer homework.
*** (Daydream)
'I don't think this is working out between us, Gin. It's not that I don't care for you, I really do, I just don't feel anything for you anymore.' My eyes welled up with tears, as Harry took my hand into his. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. How could he not see what was happening to me every time he touched me? I snatched it away, I couldn't stand that he didn't feel the same burning sensation as I did. 'I just hope we can still be as good of friends as we were before,' he said, staring into my eyes. A hollow stare, not the same as it had been before, not the warm loving stare that I found myself getting lost in often. I closed my eyes. 'You don't want to admit this now, Ginny, but you will move on. Soon you will realize that what we had wasn't real."
And in time enough I did. I moved on without Harry.
But we were never that good of friends again.
***
I looked over at Harry. He was working diligently on his homework. How could I have ever been so miserable without him? How could I ever have been so hopelessly in love with him? I smiled to myself.
AN: Like I said, not much yet, but it's pretty good right? Anyways, I know it's short, and I promise that the next chapter will be longer, but you can't blame me (Can you? Really? I'm just too durn cute to be hated!). I have a basic idea for a plot but if you have any good ideas please let me know as I am having an increasingly difficult time in writing fanfics nowadays. I LOVE YOU ALL! *please* review or else I'll DIE!!!!!
~Lene
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I wish I did, but I don't. SO just drop the subject and move on to my beautifully written story that I bet you wish was YOURS! Ha!
I leaned my head against the window, looking out to the hills. The same old hills that I passed on the way to and from school for the past six years. I turned away, telling myself that I wasn't going to find anything interesting out there, except for sheep, maybe. I looked back at my book sleepily (To Kill a Mockingbird, if you must know). It continued to be like this for another half an hour, I read while Hermione and Ron stared at each other and Harry worked on summer homework.
*** (Daydream)
'I don't think this is working out between us, Gin. It's not that I don't care for you, I really do, I just don't feel anything for you anymore.' My eyes welled up with tears, as Harry took my hand into his. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't. How could he not see what was happening to me every time he touched me? I snatched it away, I couldn't stand that he didn't feel the same burning sensation as I did. 'I just hope we can still be as good of friends as we were before,' he said, staring into my eyes. A hollow stare, not the same as it had been before, not the warm loving stare that I found myself getting lost in often. I closed my eyes. 'You don't want to admit this now, Ginny, but you will move on. Soon you will realize that what we had wasn't real."
And in time enough I did. I moved on without Harry.
But we were never that good of friends again.
***
I looked over at Harry. He was working diligently on his homework. How could I have ever been so miserable without him? How could I ever have been so hopelessly in love with him? I smiled to myself.
AN: Like I said, not much yet, but it's pretty good right? Anyways, I know it's short, and I promise that the next chapter will be longer, but you can't blame me (Can you? Really? I'm just too durn cute to be hated!). I have a basic idea for a plot but if you have any good ideas please let me know as I am having an increasingly difficult time in writing fanfics nowadays. I LOVE YOU ALL! *please* review or else I'll DIE!!!!!
~Lene