"Harry, we need to talk," I said trying to keep myself together.
"What's wrong Ginny, are you alright?" he asked putting a hand on my shoulder.
"No Harry I'm not alright. I know what's been going on, and don't play stupid with me. Hermione warned me, but I didn't believe her, and then I saw you... and her."
"Gin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. You know that Cho and me have always been close, and I can't help the way I feel about her, and at least I didn't come on to her," Harry muttered in defense.
"Harry, your despicable, I loved you, and I'm not sure you ever loved me, did you? You couldn't be with Cho so you figured you'd give me a shot. How long have you been with her, and did you really think you could keep it from forever?" I asked my lower lip trembling.
"Gin, you know I didn't plan on hurting you, its not that I don't care about you, I just don't love you, or at least not the way you love me. I'm sorry, and you have every reason to be upset. I wish I could change all this, but I cant."
"Change it? How would you do that? You can't go back in time and love me, did you ever? Or was I suppose to be an easy ride?" I asked a tear streaming down my cheek.
"No, Ginny I never expected you to sleep with me, I just" Harry stammered.
"No Harry this is my fault. I shouldn't have trusted you how foolish of me the almighty Harry Potter you would think he has enough chivalry to remain loyal. But no, Harry freakin Potter is like every other two timing arse out there, in for a nice ride and if he cant get one he'll find someone from who will give it to him. So you see Harry, dear, it is clearly my fault for believing you were different," I said turning away from him and running for the open door.
"Ginny are you..." I could hear the concern in Hermione's voice as I left the common room, but I couldn't be around her, or anyone. I needed to be free from surroundings.
I ran out the doors, and headed for the quiditch pitch, "a little ride will settle your brain Ginny, just relax," I assured myself. I grabbed my broom from locker and walked out onto the field. "A couple laps and you'll feel much better."
I mounted my broom and took off, the brisk air refreshing me, and drying my tears. I sped across the field, stopping abruptly on the other side, remembering the times with Harry.
"Ginny, here, I got you something," Harry said pulling out a box.
"Harry, you know I don't like you spoiling me," I said with a grin, he knew I would I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation. I opened the slender box and pulled out a broom, not any broom a Firebird. "Harry! This is a fortune, you shouldn't have," I muttered unable to retrieve the right words to say.
"Do you like it?" he asked slipping his hand around my waist.
"I love it, but you really shouldn't have," I said snuggling closer.
"Well, you are a chaser, and your not going to get anywhere on your old broom, so I just figured...and anyways, I had to get this one for you," he said stroking my hair.
"Oh really, why this one? The others just not good enough?" I asked coyly.
"Not for you, and plus it goes brilliantly with your hair," he said gently massaging my neck with his lips.
"Harry..."
I flew around the goal with more speed than before, and lost my balance on the broom. I tried to get resituated, but it was too late, my legs were already dangling, and I was holding on to the broom with my life.
"Help," I let out a small cry. No one is out here, and no one will hear me. I will fall and die. There was a swoosh behind me, "Hello?" I called out, but it was too late, my hands slipped from the broom plunging me to the field below.
"What's wrong Ginny, are you alright?" he asked putting a hand on my shoulder.
"No Harry I'm not alright. I know what's been going on, and don't play stupid with me. Hermione warned me, but I didn't believe her, and then I saw you... and her."
"Gin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen, it just did. You know that Cho and me have always been close, and I can't help the way I feel about her, and at least I didn't come on to her," Harry muttered in defense.
"Harry, your despicable, I loved you, and I'm not sure you ever loved me, did you? You couldn't be with Cho so you figured you'd give me a shot. How long have you been with her, and did you really think you could keep it from forever?" I asked my lower lip trembling.
"Gin, you know I didn't plan on hurting you, its not that I don't care about you, I just don't love you, or at least not the way you love me. I'm sorry, and you have every reason to be upset. I wish I could change all this, but I cant."
"Change it? How would you do that? You can't go back in time and love me, did you ever? Or was I suppose to be an easy ride?" I asked a tear streaming down my cheek.
"No, Ginny I never expected you to sleep with me, I just" Harry stammered.
"No Harry this is my fault. I shouldn't have trusted you how foolish of me the almighty Harry Potter you would think he has enough chivalry to remain loyal. But no, Harry freakin Potter is like every other two timing arse out there, in for a nice ride and if he cant get one he'll find someone from who will give it to him. So you see Harry, dear, it is clearly my fault for believing you were different," I said turning away from him and running for the open door.
"Ginny are you..." I could hear the concern in Hermione's voice as I left the common room, but I couldn't be around her, or anyone. I needed to be free from surroundings.
I ran out the doors, and headed for the quiditch pitch, "a little ride will settle your brain Ginny, just relax," I assured myself. I grabbed my broom from locker and walked out onto the field. "A couple laps and you'll feel much better."
I mounted my broom and took off, the brisk air refreshing me, and drying my tears. I sped across the field, stopping abruptly on the other side, remembering the times with Harry.
"Ginny, here, I got you something," Harry said pulling out a box.
"Harry, you know I don't like you spoiling me," I said with a grin, he knew I would I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation. I opened the slender box and pulled out a broom, not any broom a Firebird. "Harry! This is a fortune, you shouldn't have," I muttered unable to retrieve the right words to say.
"Do you like it?" he asked slipping his hand around my waist.
"I love it, but you really shouldn't have," I said snuggling closer.
"Well, you are a chaser, and your not going to get anywhere on your old broom, so I just figured...and anyways, I had to get this one for you," he said stroking my hair.
"Oh really, why this one? The others just not good enough?" I asked coyly.
"Not for you, and plus it goes brilliantly with your hair," he said gently massaging my neck with his lips.
"Harry..."
I flew around the goal with more speed than before, and lost my balance on the broom. I tried to get resituated, but it was too late, my legs were already dangling, and I was holding on to the broom with my life.
"Help," I let out a small cry. No one is out here, and no one will hear me. I will fall and die. There was a swoosh behind me, "Hello?" I called out, but it was too late, my hands slipped from the broom plunging me to the field below.