Ginny sighed and pushed the mash potatoes around on her plate. She wasn't
feeling hungry.
"Gin, are you alright?" Hermione asked.
Ginny looked up at her friend, her eyes were full of concern. Ginny forced a smile on her face and said that she was fine. Hermione gave her a skeptical look, nodded, and went back eating. Ginny sighed again and got up from the table.
"I'm not feeling hungry right now, so I'm going to go up to the common room," she stated to the trio.
"Alright Gin," Harry said.
"You feeling alright Ginny?" Ron asked.
Ginny laughed alittle and said, "I'm fine Ron. Don't worry about me." She turned and left the Great Hall.
The walk to Gryffindor Tower was short, considering her mind was wandering. She whispered the password to the Fat Lady, and walked into the common room. It was vancant, of course.
Ginny settled her self in the chair by the fire and pulled out her notebook that was labled "Images In Mind", and a quill. She began to scribble in the notebook. When she was done, she read it out loud.
Broken Wings
Will you catch me?
For I am falling.
Falling fast to the ground.
My wings are broken,
To no repair.
They are battered,
By someone who could care less.
Would you still catch me,
If you know it was I who did it?
I am to blame,
For breaking these wings of mine.
I have reason to my actions.
Will you catch me?
For I'm falling in love with you.
These wings are the only thing,
That keeps me from you.
A barrier between us.
The Lord knows how I feel,
But He says it's my choice.
So, are you going to catch me?
I broke my wings for you,
Gave up perfect for you,
Left the life I knew for you.
I want to start a-new with you.
A new life,
Without perfect,
Without these wings.
So I'm going to ask one more time,
Are you going to catch me?
I'm falling for you.
She smiled at the work that she had done. It was the truth that she had been hinding for a while. Only if she had the courage to give it to the person it was meant for. 'Some Gryffindor I am,' Ginny smirked.
"Gin, are you alright?" Hermione asked.
Ginny looked up at her friend, her eyes were full of concern. Ginny forced a smile on her face and said that she was fine. Hermione gave her a skeptical look, nodded, and went back eating. Ginny sighed again and got up from the table.
"I'm not feeling hungry right now, so I'm going to go up to the common room," she stated to the trio.
"Alright Gin," Harry said.
"You feeling alright Ginny?" Ron asked.
Ginny laughed alittle and said, "I'm fine Ron. Don't worry about me." She turned and left the Great Hall.
The walk to Gryffindor Tower was short, considering her mind was wandering. She whispered the password to the Fat Lady, and walked into the common room. It was vancant, of course.
Ginny settled her self in the chair by the fire and pulled out her notebook that was labled "Images In Mind", and a quill. She began to scribble in the notebook. When she was done, she read it out loud.
Broken Wings
Will you catch me?
For I am falling.
Falling fast to the ground.
My wings are broken,
To no repair.
They are battered,
By someone who could care less.
Would you still catch me,
If you know it was I who did it?
I am to blame,
For breaking these wings of mine.
I have reason to my actions.
Will you catch me?
For I'm falling in love with you.
These wings are the only thing,
That keeps me from you.
A barrier between us.
The Lord knows how I feel,
But He says it's my choice.
So, are you going to catch me?
I broke my wings for you,
Gave up perfect for you,
Left the life I knew for you.
I want to start a-new with you.
A new life,
Without perfect,
Without these wings.
So I'm going to ask one more time,
Are you going to catch me?
I'm falling for you.
She smiled at the work that she had done. It was the truth that she had been hinding for a while. Only if she had the courage to give it to the person it was meant for. 'Some Gryffindor I am,' Ginny smirked.