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'Harry Potter, you are one heck of an idiot.'
Ginny Weasley, current fourth-year, looked at the 'Boy-Hero' from her corner of the Gryffindor Common Room. She used this corner so much, that everyone let her 'have it' for her own purposes. It was also the corner she used to observe Harry, even more closely as his fifth year started.
Not that he knew, of course.
'How pathetic', she thought as she looked at him.
His eyes were on the homework in front of him, but Ginny could tell his mind was on something else. Cedric's death.
Ever since the tragedy at the end of Ginny's third year, he became a completely different person. Ron and Hermione had noticed it at first, but now, they rarely bothered. He didn't want help from them, or anybody else for that matter. As for her brother and his ' 'Mione', they were too wrapped up flir- oops, excuse me- contradicting each other to have time for him.
His smiles would never be as happy and as big, nor would his eyes twinkle in the exact way Ginny always loved. Instead, they were now dull and empty. Lifeless.
The fool.
Did he really think that a Silencing Charm would hide his scream? Hadn't the boys tell him they're only temporary? And even when his two friends did try to help him, didn't they try their best? They had even promised to stop arguing for a whole month! What more proof than that showed that we care?
Apparently, it didn't. Harry Potter sighed as he finished up, moving over and laying down on the couch.
Ginny, despite all the hate she was feeling, held back a frustrated, heart-wrenching sob. It killed her to see him like this.
Like he would notice.
It was painfully true. Ron's little sister had a name.
Ginger, was it?
No, no! It was Virginia!
I'm sure it was . . .
Oh, who cares? She's just a girl who has a crush on Harry Potter.
At least he knows my name . . .
She sat there for a while until he had gone to bed, carefully placing the charm on himself.
'Oh Harry, why can't you get it through your thick skull? Why can't you understand that there's someone out there who loves you? Do something already! Marry Cho [A/N- Sorry to Cho fans, I have nothing against her!] for all I care! Just end my misery!'
Harry Potter still had that crush on her. . . Wait! Yes, that was it!
She'll tell him. How she felt about him. And, if he can't understand then, her heart's misery would have to end naturally- she'll forget about him.
Inspired by the idea, she took out a parchment and wrote something. She sneaked in the Boy's Dorm. And stole Harry's Cloak for the tenth time that year. She left the Common Room, promising herself to carry on with her resolution.
The note read,
*Harry Potter- you are one heck of an idiot.*
'Harry Potter, you are one heck of an idiot.'
Ginny Weasley, current fourth-year, looked at the 'Boy-Hero' from her corner of the Gryffindor Common Room. She used this corner so much, that everyone let her 'have it' for her own purposes. It was also the corner she used to observe Harry, even more closely as his fifth year started.
Not that he knew, of course.
'How pathetic', she thought as she looked at him.
His eyes were on the homework in front of him, but Ginny could tell his mind was on something else. Cedric's death.
Ever since the tragedy at the end of Ginny's third year, he became a completely different person. Ron and Hermione had noticed it at first, but now, they rarely bothered. He didn't want help from them, or anybody else for that matter. As for her brother and his ' 'Mione', they were too wrapped up flir- oops, excuse me- contradicting each other to have time for him.
His smiles would never be as happy and as big, nor would his eyes twinkle in the exact way Ginny always loved. Instead, they were now dull and empty. Lifeless.
The fool.
Did he really think that a Silencing Charm would hide his scream? Hadn't the boys tell him they're only temporary? And even when his two friends did try to help him, didn't they try their best? They had even promised to stop arguing for a whole month! What more proof than that showed that we care?
Apparently, it didn't. Harry Potter sighed as he finished up, moving over and laying down on the couch.
Ginny, despite all the hate she was feeling, held back a frustrated, heart-wrenching sob. It killed her to see him like this.
Like he would notice.
It was painfully true. Ron's little sister had a name.
Ginger, was it?
No, no! It was Virginia!
I'm sure it was . . .
Oh, who cares? She's just a girl who has a crush on Harry Potter.
At least he knows my name . . .
She sat there for a while until he had gone to bed, carefully placing the charm on himself.
'Oh Harry, why can't you get it through your thick skull? Why can't you understand that there's someone out there who loves you? Do something already! Marry Cho [A/N- Sorry to Cho fans, I have nothing against her!] for all I care! Just end my misery!'
Harry Potter still had that crush on her. . . Wait! Yes, that was it!
She'll tell him. How she felt about him. And, if he can't understand then, her heart's misery would have to end naturally- she'll forget about him.
Inspired by the idea, she took out a parchment and wrote something. She sneaked in the Boy's Dorm. And stole Harry's Cloak for the tenth time that year. She left the Common Room, promising herself to carry on with her resolution.
The note read,
*Harry Potter- you are one heck of an idiot.*