Title: How To Get The Girl You Lost, But Didn't Know You Lost Her, Back
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
WARNING!: May be considered offensive! I am warning you now that it may be very offensive! You can submit a review to tell me how offensive and wrong it is, but as it states in this warning, I already know it is and I still posted this chapter...so...here it goes!
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Chapter 5: Learning Something
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It had been a week since Harry saved Ginny's life, and Goyle was still in detention for it. Harry avoided her and her friends at all costs, he just couldn't be in the same room with her and still keep his sanity. Harry found himself eating in the Kitchen, waking up at 5am and not going to bed until 11pm. How he managed to keep alright grades and his energy was beyond him.
It was another one of those days, Harry woke up at dawn, ate in the kitchen, went to class, and hide out in the kitchen, library, or an empty classroom. It was almost that time, Harry could feel it. The point that it was time for bed, too rest, too sleep. He felt like he couldn't walk any farther, his vision was getting blurred and he feet felt like lead.
He could barely see because of his vision but it being almost completely dark didn't help. He could tell he was on the seventh floor and headed down the hall to the common room.
"Its late dear," The Fat Lady said to Harry, "you should really start going to bed earlier."
"Thank you," Harry mumbled. "Zodiac." The Fat Lady shrugged and swung open. Harry climbed through the portrait hole, stubbing his foot on the step. The Common Room was dark, only a few flames flickering in the fire place. Two third years were trading chocolate frog cards with intense looks on their face. Harry ignored them and walked up the long steep staircase to the boy's dorms.
He opened the door and walked in the quite dark room, not making a sound. Harry pulled off his shirt and pants, then he slipped on a pair of pj pants and pulled back the curtains on his bed to get it. He sat on his bed and saw, just beyond his feet was a figure sitting on the foot of his bed.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, moving closer.
"Have you been avoiding me?" Ginny asked in a whisper.
"Ginny? What?" Harry sifted, his voice getting quieter.
"You have," Ginny whispered defeatedly.
"No!" Harry shifted to be closer to her. It was like, the second he knew it was her, he was no longer sleepy, she was like coffee...but better.
"Are you sure, Harry?" Ginny asked, her body looked thin and uncovered.
"Yes, I've just--been busy." Harry looked her over, hard to tell in the dark but she was only wearing a thin tank top and a pair of tiny shorts. "Are you all right?"
Ginny slipped a cold stiff hand on Harry's forearm, "Can we talk?"
"Here?" Harry looked around the dark room. He could hear Neville's heavy breathing, Ron's snoring and Seamus and Dean's sleeping sounds.
"No, lets go somewhere else." Harry nodded and stood up, he grabbed his invisibility cloak out of the drawer of his bedside table and wrapped it around himself and held it open for Ginny to step in. They silently walked out of the boys dorm and down the staircase to the common room. The same two thrid years were still trading, they didn't seem to notice the portrait swinging open and no one coming in or out.
"Harry?" The Fat Lady asked out into the darkness. Ginny slipped her hand in his. Harry lead her down the corridor to a storage room just below the Divination classroom. Harry opened the door and let Ginny walk in first.
Harry folded the cloak and put it safely on a box. He looked around, it was small and had a window that showed a wonderful view of the forest and clear night-blue sky, the stars seemed to twinkle at him. He looked over at Ginny.
She was holding her arms protectively, her hair hung loosely over her shoulders to her elbows and her legs looked extremely pale. Harry jumped and walked over to a nearby box, behind it was a pouf chair, the kind that were in the Divination room, and in the box were dark green blankets with the Slytherin 'S' embroidered on it. He pulled Ginny over to him, hugging her with the forest green blanket. "Come on," he whispered and took her to the pouf.
It had tea stains and spilled wax on it, but besides that it looked fine. He sat down on it first and held his arms out for her. She sat on the bean bag chair and draped her legs over him, her hand clutched the blanket as she wrapped her arms around him, covering them both.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked, happy that he was holding her again. Although it was freezing, Ginny's body heat was beginning to effect Harry's thought processes, better to get it all out at once, right?
"Eros," Ginny said simply. She rested her head on his shoulder, her warm breath playing on his skin. Harry felt a little dizzy just sitting there. He let Ginny start the conversation, partly because he couldn't speak. Ginny had made him speechless.
"Eros," Ginny repeated. "Well, I guess I should start from the beginning." Harry nodded, the only thing he could do. Ginny moved closer and rolled over so her back was pressed up against Harry's chest and his arms snaked themselves around her under the blanket.
"Well," she started, "I had just got dumped by Dean, and my friends took me to coffee shops, the mall, quidditch games, anything to get my mind off of being single. Then what happens? Eros asks me out and I spent my whole summer with him. At first we just snogged in his bed room, then when his friends came over we hung out with them but, as you know, Eros couldn't keep his mouth off of mine for more than two minutes."
Ginny paused for dramatic effect, dramatically making Harry want to puke with jealousy. "After a while I got used to kissing him in front of his friends. We kissed everywhere: his house, the park, in class, everywhere. I was alright, I didn't mind after we kissed at his church."
Harry started to feel uncomfortable. "We still did it at school, he would sneak me into the Ravenclaw common room and we would snog in his dorm, on his bed, on the couch, anywhere and everywhere, that should have been our motto." Ginny sighed, "We kept showing our public displays of affection until this morning, when I realized something: his friends were watching. Not that it bothered me before, but.. It was different, I mean I never would go all the way, but we were getting a little intimate. I tried to stop him from showing too much of my skin with his friends oogling only to realize that he planned it all out."
Ginny turned to look at Harry, her eyes were wet and dazed and her voice was a little choked. "He wanted me to have sex with him and his friends." She managed to say, Harry bolted upright but Ginny pushed him back down on the bean bag chair. "His male and female friends." Ginny said as an after thought.
"What the Bloody Hell?" Harry screeched, it was the only thing his mouth could articulate.
"I didn't go through with it," Ginny protested, rubbing Harry's bare chest with the palm of her hand. "It was just weird, I managed to break up with him, though, after he told me that he had cheated on me, having group sex with his friends." Ginny shuddered, "Disgusting, right?"
"YES!" Harry looked as though a smelly invisible sock was plastered under his nose. "I'm sorry Ginny." Harry's arms encircled her.
"I'm not, I'm glad its over." Ginny hugged him back. "Its time I had a break from a boyfriend, especially one like him." Like a knife through Harry's heart. "He was too physical, I like atleast a feeling of something remotely similar to love, not just that touching crap."
"All right..." Harry shifted again, he tried to hide the hurt he was feeling.
"Thats why I like you so much Harry!" Ginny said, making Harry feel like her older brother, not something he felt like being at the moment. "You listen, you feel, you help. Thank you! I was so upset when I broke up with Eros and I thought you were avoiding me." Ginny paused.
"I-I wasn't..." Harry stammered.
"I was afraid that it was because of that kiss." Ginny laughed.
Harry's heart stopped, 'She remembered.' Harry shook his head. Ginny smiled and kissed his jaw line before resting on his shoulder and sighing.
Aw, what cruel bliss.
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Harry stopped avoiding Ginny, who was acting like Eros never existed, she was acting like the fifteen year old beauty she was. Single and loving it, much to Harry's dismay.
One Thursday during Potions Malfoy and his gorilla-like goons "acidently-on- purpose" spilt their boils potion all over Ron. Poor guy, having to spend atleast three days in the hospital wing with boils all over his body, even his lips so he couldn't get any "pick-me-ups" from Hermione.
It was Friday, double charms with Hufflepuff. Poor Hufflepuff, Gryffindor's next game was against them so they all had their heads down, eyes glaring, and looks of upsetting fear. Gryffindor wasn't as mean as Slytherin so Harry didn't know why they were so upset.
Harry rested his chin on his right knuckles he looked like the "thinking- man" statue, except he wasn't naked, he wasn't sitting on a rock, and he didn't have a look of pleasant, deep thought. He looked like his mind was having a fist-fight with his heart.
"Something wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked in, between charms.
"No." Harry lied, noticeably too.
"You can beat Hufflepuff," Hermione stated with a little confidence builder.
"Its not that." Harry turned to her and gave her a look that said, what is said now is not repeated to anyone. She gave a look of agreement and Harry whispered, "Its about Ginny."
Hermione smiled.
"I like her, but she made it pretty clear that she doesn't want a boyfriend." Harry sounded defeated.
Hermione shrugged, "She has liked you for a long time."
Harry inwardly rolled his eyes, Hermione could be such a mother at times. "Well, it was plain and clear: she needs a break from having a boyfriend."
"You need to do something." Hermione said.
"Oh that clears up everything," Harry said sarcastically.
Hermione pushed Harry in the arm, "Fine, you what an idea? Then I'll give you one: get a girlfriend!"
"Thats kind of hard when the girl I want doesn't want a boyfriend." Harry pointed out, shifting through his notes too look productive while Professor Flitwick walked around the room.
"I mean a different one, like," Hermione looked around the room in search of prospects. "Lavender?" Harry snorted. "Pavarti?" Harry did the same snort. Hermione sort of let a giggle slip and continued, "Hannah? Susan? Sarah?"
Harry stopped in mid-head shake. "How about Kiki or Dawn?"
"Ginny's friends?" Hermione asked, a shocked look on her face.
"Yeah, we can tell them that I'm not really interested. They would help, they are really nice." Harry smiled. "Maybe Kiki."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "You just like her because she is, and I quote: 'Hott!'"
Harry shrugged, "Sure, but I like the 'pretty' type better."
"Hott, pretty? Whats the difference?" Hermione asked.
Harry pondered this for a moment, "Kiki is hott. Tall, blond, nice legs, you think of her, you think of good time." Harry paused to let it sink in, "Ginny is pretty, she looks good all the time, just her smile lights up a room, she could have a moomoo on and still look wonderful."
Hermione smiled.
"What?" Harry questioned her gaze.
"Nothing," she said with a knowing smile. "Kiki it is, then."
"You'll talk to her? It was your idea!" Harry asked in a hurry, he really didn't feel like talking to Kiki about something this weird.
"I'll ask her to meet us tomorrow, after we visit Ron." Hermione suggested. Harry nodded. "Okey dokey."
"Okey dokey?" Harry laughed.
"Oh Shut up!" Hermione laughed, hitting him on the shoulder.
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Next Chapter: Trying to Convince the Friend...
A/N: Alright, you all hate me because I made Eros a sex-crazed bisexual...I just thought, you know, him being named after the God of Love...you know...*crys in a heap*
Thanks to:
gl-andrea : thank you so much:)
sexy seeker : I'm trying to get the chapters out, but how do you guys do it? All you writers out there? To get these chapters out I have to write before school, during school, and after school till 10:30pm, I have a much greater respect for you guys!
Mrs Ronald Weasley : Thank you:)
Sadz89 : Go for it! Smash his toes! He deserves it, *mumbles "bloody Eros"*
duke20104 : They are! I wish they would just get together already but the fic would be over :(
Darcy16 : Aw, your too great! I loved your fic "The Act" Everyone should read it! Your description is wonderful! I could plainly see the characters in my mind's eye! I only wish I have that effect!
kitkat : I think that Ginny likes Harry but she was hurting because she was taken and she felt guilty about liking Harry when she is with Eros. So she trys to urge him to get a girlfriend hoping that seeing him with a girl will take her mind off of him being free as a bird...I know she likes him because when he saved her she completely forgot about Eros and rewarded her knight in shining armor...:)
Sorry to everyone who found this chapter offensive even after reading my warning, please feel free to get all your anger out by reviewing! I will make sure to read everyone telling my that I am a sick and twisted person. I don't mind, let it all out, I will post a reply to each and every one!
by: LilyP_writer@yahoo.com
WARNING!: May be considered offensive! I am warning you now that it may be very offensive! You can submit a review to tell me how offensive and wrong it is, but as it states in this warning, I already know it is and I still posted this chapter...so...here it goes!
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Chapter 5: Learning Something
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It had been a week since Harry saved Ginny's life, and Goyle was still in detention for it. Harry avoided her and her friends at all costs, he just couldn't be in the same room with her and still keep his sanity. Harry found himself eating in the Kitchen, waking up at 5am and not going to bed until 11pm. How he managed to keep alright grades and his energy was beyond him.
It was another one of those days, Harry woke up at dawn, ate in the kitchen, went to class, and hide out in the kitchen, library, or an empty classroom. It was almost that time, Harry could feel it. The point that it was time for bed, too rest, too sleep. He felt like he couldn't walk any farther, his vision was getting blurred and he feet felt like lead.
He could barely see because of his vision but it being almost completely dark didn't help. He could tell he was on the seventh floor and headed down the hall to the common room.
"Its late dear," The Fat Lady said to Harry, "you should really start going to bed earlier."
"Thank you," Harry mumbled. "Zodiac." The Fat Lady shrugged and swung open. Harry climbed through the portrait hole, stubbing his foot on the step. The Common Room was dark, only a few flames flickering in the fire place. Two third years were trading chocolate frog cards with intense looks on their face. Harry ignored them and walked up the long steep staircase to the boy's dorms.
He opened the door and walked in the quite dark room, not making a sound. Harry pulled off his shirt and pants, then he slipped on a pair of pj pants and pulled back the curtains on his bed to get it. He sat on his bed and saw, just beyond his feet was a figure sitting on the foot of his bed.
"Ginny?" Harry asked, moving closer.
"Have you been avoiding me?" Ginny asked in a whisper.
"Ginny? What?" Harry sifted, his voice getting quieter.
"You have," Ginny whispered defeatedly.
"No!" Harry shifted to be closer to her. It was like, the second he knew it was her, he was no longer sleepy, she was like coffee...but better.
"Are you sure, Harry?" Ginny asked, her body looked thin and uncovered.
"Yes, I've just--been busy." Harry looked her over, hard to tell in the dark but she was only wearing a thin tank top and a pair of tiny shorts. "Are you all right?"
Ginny slipped a cold stiff hand on Harry's forearm, "Can we talk?"
"Here?" Harry looked around the dark room. He could hear Neville's heavy breathing, Ron's snoring and Seamus and Dean's sleeping sounds.
"No, lets go somewhere else." Harry nodded and stood up, he grabbed his invisibility cloak out of the drawer of his bedside table and wrapped it around himself and held it open for Ginny to step in. They silently walked out of the boys dorm and down the staircase to the common room. The same two thrid years were still trading, they didn't seem to notice the portrait swinging open and no one coming in or out.
"Harry?" The Fat Lady asked out into the darkness. Ginny slipped her hand in his. Harry lead her down the corridor to a storage room just below the Divination classroom. Harry opened the door and let Ginny walk in first.
Harry folded the cloak and put it safely on a box. He looked around, it was small and had a window that showed a wonderful view of the forest and clear night-blue sky, the stars seemed to twinkle at him. He looked over at Ginny.
She was holding her arms protectively, her hair hung loosely over her shoulders to her elbows and her legs looked extremely pale. Harry jumped and walked over to a nearby box, behind it was a pouf chair, the kind that were in the Divination room, and in the box were dark green blankets with the Slytherin 'S' embroidered on it. He pulled Ginny over to him, hugging her with the forest green blanket. "Come on," he whispered and took her to the pouf.
It had tea stains and spilled wax on it, but besides that it looked fine. He sat down on it first and held his arms out for her. She sat on the bean bag chair and draped her legs over him, her hand clutched the blanket as she wrapped her arms around him, covering them both.
"What did you want to talk about?" Harry asked, happy that he was holding her again. Although it was freezing, Ginny's body heat was beginning to effect Harry's thought processes, better to get it all out at once, right?
"Eros," Ginny said simply. She rested her head on his shoulder, her warm breath playing on his skin. Harry felt a little dizzy just sitting there. He let Ginny start the conversation, partly because he couldn't speak. Ginny had made him speechless.
"Eros," Ginny repeated. "Well, I guess I should start from the beginning." Harry nodded, the only thing he could do. Ginny moved closer and rolled over so her back was pressed up against Harry's chest and his arms snaked themselves around her under the blanket.
"Well," she started, "I had just got dumped by Dean, and my friends took me to coffee shops, the mall, quidditch games, anything to get my mind off of being single. Then what happens? Eros asks me out and I spent my whole summer with him. At first we just snogged in his bed room, then when his friends came over we hung out with them but, as you know, Eros couldn't keep his mouth off of mine for more than two minutes."
Ginny paused for dramatic effect, dramatically making Harry want to puke with jealousy. "After a while I got used to kissing him in front of his friends. We kissed everywhere: his house, the park, in class, everywhere. I was alright, I didn't mind after we kissed at his church."
Harry started to feel uncomfortable. "We still did it at school, he would sneak me into the Ravenclaw common room and we would snog in his dorm, on his bed, on the couch, anywhere and everywhere, that should have been our motto." Ginny sighed, "We kept showing our public displays of affection until this morning, when I realized something: his friends were watching. Not that it bothered me before, but.. It was different, I mean I never would go all the way, but we were getting a little intimate. I tried to stop him from showing too much of my skin with his friends oogling only to realize that he planned it all out."
Ginny turned to look at Harry, her eyes were wet and dazed and her voice was a little choked. "He wanted me to have sex with him and his friends." She managed to say, Harry bolted upright but Ginny pushed him back down on the bean bag chair. "His male and female friends." Ginny said as an after thought.
"What the Bloody Hell?" Harry screeched, it was the only thing his mouth could articulate.
"I didn't go through with it," Ginny protested, rubbing Harry's bare chest with the palm of her hand. "It was just weird, I managed to break up with him, though, after he told me that he had cheated on me, having group sex with his friends." Ginny shuddered, "Disgusting, right?"
"YES!" Harry looked as though a smelly invisible sock was plastered under his nose. "I'm sorry Ginny." Harry's arms encircled her.
"I'm not, I'm glad its over." Ginny hugged him back. "Its time I had a break from a boyfriend, especially one like him." Like a knife through Harry's heart. "He was too physical, I like atleast a feeling of something remotely similar to love, not just that touching crap."
"All right..." Harry shifted again, he tried to hide the hurt he was feeling.
"Thats why I like you so much Harry!" Ginny said, making Harry feel like her older brother, not something he felt like being at the moment. "You listen, you feel, you help. Thank you! I was so upset when I broke up with Eros and I thought you were avoiding me." Ginny paused.
"I-I wasn't..." Harry stammered.
"I was afraid that it was because of that kiss." Ginny laughed.
Harry's heart stopped, 'She remembered.' Harry shook his head. Ginny smiled and kissed his jaw line before resting on his shoulder and sighing.
Aw, what cruel bliss.
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Harry stopped avoiding Ginny, who was acting like Eros never existed, she was acting like the fifteen year old beauty she was. Single and loving it, much to Harry's dismay.
One Thursday during Potions Malfoy and his gorilla-like goons "acidently-on- purpose" spilt their boils potion all over Ron. Poor guy, having to spend atleast three days in the hospital wing with boils all over his body, even his lips so he couldn't get any "pick-me-ups" from Hermione.
It was Friday, double charms with Hufflepuff. Poor Hufflepuff, Gryffindor's next game was against them so they all had their heads down, eyes glaring, and looks of upsetting fear. Gryffindor wasn't as mean as Slytherin so Harry didn't know why they were so upset.
Harry rested his chin on his right knuckles he looked like the "thinking- man" statue, except he wasn't naked, he wasn't sitting on a rock, and he didn't have a look of pleasant, deep thought. He looked like his mind was having a fist-fight with his heart.
"Something wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked in, between charms.
"No." Harry lied, noticeably too.
"You can beat Hufflepuff," Hermione stated with a little confidence builder.
"Its not that." Harry turned to her and gave her a look that said, what is said now is not repeated to anyone. She gave a look of agreement and Harry whispered, "Its about Ginny."
Hermione smiled.
"I like her, but she made it pretty clear that she doesn't want a boyfriend." Harry sounded defeated.
Hermione shrugged, "She has liked you for a long time."
Harry inwardly rolled his eyes, Hermione could be such a mother at times. "Well, it was plain and clear: she needs a break from having a boyfriend."
"You need to do something." Hermione said.
"Oh that clears up everything," Harry said sarcastically.
Hermione pushed Harry in the arm, "Fine, you what an idea? Then I'll give you one: get a girlfriend!"
"Thats kind of hard when the girl I want doesn't want a boyfriend." Harry pointed out, shifting through his notes too look productive while Professor Flitwick walked around the room.
"I mean a different one, like," Hermione looked around the room in search of prospects. "Lavender?" Harry snorted. "Pavarti?" Harry did the same snort. Hermione sort of let a giggle slip and continued, "Hannah? Susan? Sarah?"
Harry stopped in mid-head shake. "How about Kiki or Dawn?"
"Ginny's friends?" Hermione asked, a shocked look on her face.
"Yeah, we can tell them that I'm not really interested. They would help, they are really nice." Harry smiled. "Maybe Kiki."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "You just like her because she is, and I quote: 'Hott!'"
Harry shrugged, "Sure, but I like the 'pretty' type better."
"Hott, pretty? Whats the difference?" Hermione asked.
Harry pondered this for a moment, "Kiki is hott. Tall, blond, nice legs, you think of her, you think of good time." Harry paused to let it sink in, "Ginny is pretty, she looks good all the time, just her smile lights up a room, she could have a moomoo on and still look wonderful."
Hermione smiled.
"What?" Harry questioned her gaze.
"Nothing," she said with a knowing smile. "Kiki it is, then."
"You'll talk to her? It was your idea!" Harry asked in a hurry, he really didn't feel like talking to Kiki about something this weird.
"I'll ask her to meet us tomorrow, after we visit Ron." Hermione suggested. Harry nodded. "Okey dokey."
"Okey dokey?" Harry laughed.
"Oh Shut up!" Hermione laughed, hitting him on the shoulder.
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Next Chapter: Trying to Convince the Friend...
A/N: Alright, you all hate me because I made Eros a sex-crazed bisexual...I just thought, you know, him being named after the God of Love...you know...*crys in a heap*
Thanks to:
gl-andrea : thank you so much:)
sexy seeker : I'm trying to get the chapters out, but how do you guys do it? All you writers out there? To get these chapters out I have to write before school, during school, and after school till 10:30pm, I have a much greater respect for you guys!
Mrs Ronald Weasley : Thank you:)
Sadz89 : Go for it! Smash his toes! He deserves it, *mumbles "bloody Eros"*
duke20104 : They are! I wish they would just get together already but the fic would be over :(
Darcy16 : Aw, your too great! I loved your fic "The Act" Everyone should read it! Your description is wonderful! I could plainly see the characters in my mind's eye! I only wish I have that effect!
kitkat : I think that Ginny likes Harry but she was hurting because she was taken and she felt guilty about liking Harry when she is with Eros. So she trys to urge him to get a girlfriend hoping that seeing him with a girl will take her mind off of him being free as a bird...I know she likes him because when he saved her she completely forgot about Eros and rewarded her knight in shining armor...:)
Sorry to everyone who found this chapter offensive even after reading my warning, please feel free to get all your anger out by reviewing! I will make sure to read everyone telling my that I am a sick and twisted person. I don't mind, let it all out, I will post a reply to each and every one!
