DISCLAIMER: I am an absolutely worthless nothing. This is proved by the
fact that I forgot to put a disclaimer on the last three or four chapters.
I'm awful! I'm horrible! I have shamed the name of JK Rowling by not
giving her a special credit in every chapter . . . It must be a crime. It
just has to be. But don't sue me . . . I'm poor, you might end up with
five dollars but I'm not sure I even have that much so yeah . . . The
great wonderful JK Rowling deserves all of the credit for this story
because if she hadn't written Harry Potter, I wouldn't have written this.
Hey all! Ugh!!! I'm trying to study . . . isn't that funny? Well, since I'm having absolutely no luck whatsoever, I've decided to try and write so yeah, thanx for all the reviews, you guys are all way too nice to me! Don't get me wrong, I love all the compliments, but I'm not really that good. Yeah, well anyway, I love you all for all of your extremely complimentary reviews, keep it up, but it would be oh-so helpful if you could all put a bit of criticism in them. I know I can't be doing everything right, so tell me what I'm doing wrong! If you guys tell me some good ideas maybe it will help make the story better. Okay then, read and review, have fun . . . muchas amore! LATAZ!
Kay
PS! Here is a question for all you wonderful people . . . When I go to the regular directory, and just click under A, I can find my pename on there, but when I go to the directory, and then click on books, and then Harry Potter, I can't find myself . . . anyone know why???? Please review and tell me because im really curious!!!
Harry woke up and felt weird. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought, "Why do I feel different?' He felt like he was completely dazed out. It was as if he had just totally missed something huge that had happened. He tried to remember the night before . . . 'Hmmmm . . . I came back from dinner and, umm . . . , then, ummm . . . then I went to bed' he finally concluded. 'Okay' he decided, 'I guess I just slept too much last night, and I'm a little dazed. I'm not used to going to bed so early.'
He walked down the steps from his dormitory and found Ginny on the couch. "Hey" he said as he waved and walked by. 'Wow, and I thought she had gotten over me,' he thought. 'I'm guessing she hasn't. She looked like she was going to faint when she saw me.'
Ginny woke up in distress. It was the way you wake up when you went to sleep with something huge on your mind, but you haven't realized what it was yet. Then she remembered. 'Oh, god, what do I do now?' she wondered. Going down to breakfast was the first thing she thought of but she decided she didn't want to see all those people. She heard Vanessa stirring in her bed. 'Ugh! I'm not ready to talk to her yet, either' she thought. Silently, she snuck down to the common room and sat down on the couch. 'Hopefully no one will come down, or at least no one who wants to talk to me.'
'Just my luck' Ginny complained to herself as she heard someone coming down from the boy's staircase. "Hey." No, it couldn't be . . . It was! Ginny stopped breathing out of shock when she saw him walk across the room. She felt herself fall back down to the couch. She hoped he wouldn't say anything to her. She prayed he would just keep walking out of the common room. She was relieved when she heard the portrait snap shut, and looked up to find herself alone again. Then she became angry.
'How could he ignore me like that?' She asked herself, as she felt a rage build up inside her. 'He loves me? He doesn't even care about me!' she thought. 'How can he try to kiss me one night, and then not even notice that I'm me the next morning?' He acted as if nothing had happened. He had acted as he always used to. But he had told her he loved her. How could he do that? 'HOW COULD HE?????!?!?!'
Ginny wasn't the kind of girl who would just let people do things like this to her. She had anger! She had a fire inside of her, and Harry had kindled the flames. She wouldn't let him get away with this. She would make him pay!
'In the right way?' Hermione thought to herself. It was the first question that came to her head when she woke up that morning. What could it mean? She thought about something she had read once.
'The memory is a very complicated thing. . . Many who lose memories, never get them back, and others take barely any time at all to remember things. . . Certain objects, people, or places may trigger something in someone's mind, often bringing back a large amount of memories at once. This may cause an amount of shock, and the effects of this shock depend on the memories.' 'Well then' Hermione thought, 'That tells me that Harry could get his memory back anytime now, or he might never remember it at all. Oh yeah, and what triggers his memory could be just about anything. How helpful.'
The only thing she could think to do was just let things happen, and do what seemed right as time went along. She wished she knew more about things like when to tell people stuff, and what things are better left unsaid. She just wasn't social enough to know these kinds of things. Someone like Vanessa, Ginny's friend would know what to do. She wished she had more experience.
Ginny entered the great hall and sat down to eat breakfast. She gave Harry and Icy stare. 'This is your last chance. Say something, or I'll do something drastic.' She told him in her head. He obviously didn't get the message because all he said was "Are you all right?"
"I'm just fine" Ginny replied coldly. "Okay." He said cheerily, and turned to talk to Dean Thomas about Quidditch. 'How could he just say okay?' Ginny asked herself. ' If he loved me wouldn't he say are you sure, or ask me to go outside and talk to him about it? Shouldn't he be supportive of me? Does he even notice anything is wrong?'
Ginny's attention was taken away from Harry as she saw Draco walking toward her in what he must have thought was a very cool strut. Of course, Ginny immediately thought it was, so it didn't really matter. "Hey" he said, giving Ginny a nod.
"Hey" Ginny replied, in what she hoped was a mysterious voice, as she got up and walked to stand in front of him, and directly in Harry's line of vision. "I was just wondering" Draco continued, in his oh-so-cool voice "If you wanted to go to Hogsmead with me this weekend."
"Hmmm . . . " Ginny said as she pretended to think, and Draco raised his eyebrows questioningly. "I would 'love' to" Ginny told him, making sure to stress the world love as she looked at Harry from the corner of her eye. He seemed a little puzzled about his best friend's sister accepting a date with his worst enemy, but he didn't seem to notice the whole love thing.
'Well he can't say he didn't have it coming' [A.N. I LOVE Chicago, it's such an awesome movie] as she stepped closer to Draco. She looked deep into his eyes for a moment of suspense, and then she did it. She kissed him.
It was everything Draco had imagined it would be, (and he had imagined it quite a few times.) It was so perfect in every way. She was so perfect. Everything was perfect. That moment he felt something he had never felt before. He loved her.
Ginny didn't want to stop. How could anything feel as perfect as this? She had to stop though. She couldn't make him think she was desperate. (She had been coached about these things by Vanessa.) She had to leave him hanging. Leave him wanting more. As quick as she started it all, she broke it off. She didn't look back, but if she had everyone would have seen a huge smile creep across her face.
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yay! i love you all, ur cool, la la la, please review and all that good stuff! yay! woohoo! (can you tell im in a good mood right now?? well I am...) Okay then- review and be all cool and answer my question thats in the authors note before the story- thanx much! Muchas Amore! LATAZ!!!
~Kay
Hey all! Ugh!!! I'm trying to study . . . isn't that funny? Well, since I'm having absolutely no luck whatsoever, I've decided to try and write so yeah, thanx for all the reviews, you guys are all way too nice to me! Don't get me wrong, I love all the compliments, but I'm not really that good. Yeah, well anyway, I love you all for all of your extremely complimentary reviews, keep it up, but it would be oh-so helpful if you could all put a bit of criticism in them. I know I can't be doing everything right, so tell me what I'm doing wrong! If you guys tell me some good ideas maybe it will help make the story better. Okay then, read and review, have fun . . . muchas amore! LATAZ!
Kay
PS! Here is a question for all you wonderful people . . . When I go to the regular directory, and just click under A, I can find my pename on there, but when I go to the directory, and then click on books, and then Harry Potter, I can't find myself . . . anyone know why???? Please review and tell me because im really curious!!!
Harry woke up and felt weird. 'What's wrong with me?' he thought, "Why do I feel different?' He felt like he was completely dazed out. It was as if he had just totally missed something huge that had happened. He tried to remember the night before . . . 'Hmmmm . . . I came back from dinner and, umm . . . , then, ummm . . . then I went to bed' he finally concluded. 'Okay' he decided, 'I guess I just slept too much last night, and I'm a little dazed. I'm not used to going to bed so early.'
He walked down the steps from his dormitory and found Ginny on the couch. "Hey" he said as he waved and walked by. 'Wow, and I thought she had gotten over me,' he thought. 'I'm guessing she hasn't. She looked like she was going to faint when she saw me.'
Ginny woke up in distress. It was the way you wake up when you went to sleep with something huge on your mind, but you haven't realized what it was yet. Then she remembered. 'Oh, god, what do I do now?' she wondered. Going down to breakfast was the first thing she thought of but she decided she didn't want to see all those people. She heard Vanessa stirring in her bed. 'Ugh! I'm not ready to talk to her yet, either' she thought. Silently, she snuck down to the common room and sat down on the couch. 'Hopefully no one will come down, or at least no one who wants to talk to me.'
'Just my luck' Ginny complained to herself as she heard someone coming down from the boy's staircase. "Hey." No, it couldn't be . . . It was! Ginny stopped breathing out of shock when she saw him walk across the room. She felt herself fall back down to the couch. She hoped he wouldn't say anything to her. She prayed he would just keep walking out of the common room. She was relieved when she heard the portrait snap shut, and looked up to find herself alone again. Then she became angry.
'How could he ignore me like that?' She asked herself, as she felt a rage build up inside her. 'He loves me? He doesn't even care about me!' she thought. 'How can he try to kiss me one night, and then not even notice that I'm me the next morning?' He acted as if nothing had happened. He had acted as he always used to. But he had told her he loved her. How could he do that? 'HOW COULD HE?????!?!?!'
Ginny wasn't the kind of girl who would just let people do things like this to her. She had anger! She had a fire inside of her, and Harry had kindled the flames. She wouldn't let him get away with this. She would make him pay!
'In the right way?' Hermione thought to herself. It was the first question that came to her head when she woke up that morning. What could it mean? She thought about something she had read once.
'The memory is a very complicated thing. . . Many who lose memories, never get them back, and others take barely any time at all to remember things. . . Certain objects, people, or places may trigger something in someone's mind, often bringing back a large amount of memories at once. This may cause an amount of shock, and the effects of this shock depend on the memories.' 'Well then' Hermione thought, 'That tells me that Harry could get his memory back anytime now, or he might never remember it at all. Oh yeah, and what triggers his memory could be just about anything. How helpful.'
The only thing she could think to do was just let things happen, and do what seemed right as time went along. She wished she knew more about things like when to tell people stuff, and what things are better left unsaid. She just wasn't social enough to know these kinds of things. Someone like Vanessa, Ginny's friend would know what to do. She wished she had more experience.
Ginny entered the great hall and sat down to eat breakfast. She gave Harry and Icy stare. 'This is your last chance. Say something, or I'll do something drastic.' She told him in her head. He obviously didn't get the message because all he said was "Are you all right?"
"I'm just fine" Ginny replied coldly. "Okay." He said cheerily, and turned to talk to Dean Thomas about Quidditch. 'How could he just say okay?' Ginny asked herself. ' If he loved me wouldn't he say are you sure, or ask me to go outside and talk to him about it? Shouldn't he be supportive of me? Does he even notice anything is wrong?'
Ginny's attention was taken away from Harry as she saw Draco walking toward her in what he must have thought was a very cool strut. Of course, Ginny immediately thought it was, so it didn't really matter. "Hey" he said, giving Ginny a nod.
"Hey" Ginny replied, in what she hoped was a mysterious voice, as she got up and walked to stand in front of him, and directly in Harry's line of vision. "I was just wondering" Draco continued, in his oh-so-cool voice "If you wanted to go to Hogsmead with me this weekend."
"Hmmm . . . " Ginny said as she pretended to think, and Draco raised his eyebrows questioningly. "I would 'love' to" Ginny told him, making sure to stress the world love as she looked at Harry from the corner of her eye. He seemed a little puzzled about his best friend's sister accepting a date with his worst enemy, but he didn't seem to notice the whole love thing.
'Well he can't say he didn't have it coming' [A.N. I LOVE Chicago, it's such an awesome movie] as she stepped closer to Draco. She looked deep into his eyes for a moment of suspense, and then she did it. She kissed him.
It was everything Draco had imagined it would be, (and he had imagined it quite a few times.) It was so perfect in every way. She was so perfect. Everything was perfect. That moment he felt something he had never felt before. He loved her.
Ginny didn't want to stop. How could anything feel as perfect as this? She had to stop though. She couldn't make him think she was desperate. (She had been coached about these things by Vanessa.) She had to leave him hanging. Leave him wanting more. As quick as she started it all, she broke it off. She didn't look back, but if she had everyone would have seen a huge smile creep across her face.
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yay! i love you all, ur cool, la la la, please review and all that good stuff! yay! woohoo! (can you tell im in a good mood right now?? well I am...) Okay then- review and be all cool and answer my question thats in the authors note before the story- thanx much! Muchas Amore! LATAZ!!!
~Kay