Disclaimer: No I don't own Harry Potter, though I wish I did. I also don't
own the song "Most of all" Fuel does.
A/N: Here it is, the second instalment of "A promise of Someday!" Woohoo!
Reviewer responses:
ZagZig722- Well as I'm guessing you can see, there is more, and I think it's pretty soon, it's been a bit less then a week! You're my first reviewer for this story! w00t!! Thanx very much!
I'm dedicating this chapter to Zagzig722, my first, and only reviewer!
Read on!
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I see our stars tonight
Do you recall that light
Or do you ever think of me?
Harry lay down in his bed, it was almost 2 years since he and Ginny had broken up, but he still couldn't help but to think of her. He looked out his window and saw the stars, the ones he and Ginny had looked at together until they fell asleep.
"I wonder if Ginny still thinks about me?" he wondered.
Ginny lay in her bed in her apartment, reminiscing about her time with Harry. She still thought about him every night, and she was still waiting for him to complete his promise. Despite the fact that it had been two years, she still had faith that he would keep his promise, and she would wait, even if it took him 100 years. She looked up at the stars from her window and thought of all the time she spent stargazing with Harry. She wondered if he still thought of her.
And in your world somewhere
Do memories rip and tear
The ones that always keep you hanging on
To all that might have been
The memories in Harry's head were zooming by, ripping themselves into pieces so he had to study them piece by piece as they ripped apart his heart. And at the same time, across town, the same thing was happening to Ginny.
Ginny went through all of her memories, almost like it was scene by scene, like she did almost every night. These memories were what kept her thinking about the way everything could be if she had stayed with Harry. They also kept her thinking about his promise, and kept the thought that he would keep that promise alive.
And I love you now
And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all
Ginny hated Harry for how he had broken her heart, and at the same time she loved him because of her heart. She missed him more then anything else, she missed the good times they had, full of laughter, and at the same time some things were scarring, like the stupid things they had both done at school. Yet still she missed him, and everything about him.
Harry loved Ginny still to that day, even though he hated her for leaving him. But more then anything, he missed her. He missed the presence that she had, she missed the way she made him laugh, hell, he missed the way she broke his heart. He still intended to keep his promise to her, he couldn't break it, he missed her too much, from every little thing she did, to the warmth her body gave him as it lay next to him in bed.
And by that water's side
The tall grass where we lied
The nights we cried ourselves to sleep
Most Septembers now
I break down somehow
Remembering all we said
And all those dreams we never got to see
As they both lay in their beds, Ginny and Harry both remembered the time they had visited the beach together, and the time that they snuck out of Hogwarts and rode Harry's broom together to a field in the forbidden forest. They thought about how they lay together in bed, comforting each other as they both cried themselves to sleep after Mr. Weasley died.
Without the other knowing it, each September they both broke down in some way or another, as that was the month they had broken up. It was now late August, and September was less then a week away. They regretted some of the things they had said to each other over the years, and how they never got to make so many of their dreams come true, but for at least some of that, there was no way to change that now.
And I love you now
And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all
Both of them were feeling a frenzy of emotions, love, hate, sadness, longing, happiness, pain, and more longing, longing for one another.
Are you somewhere
Without a care
Or are you alone as I
Did you ever make it home?
Ginny and Harry each wondered if the other was out in the world somewhere, getting on with their life, not worried in the least what one another was doing. Then another thought came, what if he/she was doing the exact same thing she/he was doing? Harry wondered if Ginny went back to the Burrow, Ginny wondered if Harry had become at home in his heart.
There you go! Please review! Just push the purpley-blueish-grayish box! And then type something along the lines of, "Good job!" No Flames please! I don't take to them very kindly...
A Black Star
A/N: Here it is, the second instalment of "A promise of Someday!" Woohoo!
Reviewer responses:
ZagZig722- Well as I'm guessing you can see, there is more, and I think it's pretty soon, it's been a bit less then a week! You're my first reviewer for this story! w00t!! Thanx very much!
I'm dedicating this chapter to Zagzig722, my first, and only reviewer!
Read on!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------
I see our stars tonight
Do you recall that light
Or do you ever think of me?
Harry lay down in his bed, it was almost 2 years since he and Ginny had broken up, but he still couldn't help but to think of her. He looked out his window and saw the stars, the ones he and Ginny had looked at together until they fell asleep.
"I wonder if Ginny still thinks about me?" he wondered.
Ginny lay in her bed in her apartment, reminiscing about her time with Harry. She still thought about him every night, and she was still waiting for him to complete his promise. Despite the fact that it had been two years, she still had faith that he would keep his promise, and she would wait, even if it took him 100 years. She looked up at the stars from her window and thought of all the time she spent stargazing with Harry. She wondered if he still thought of her.
And in your world somewhere
Do memories rip and tear
The ones that always keep you hanging on
To all that might have been
The memories in Harry's head were zooming by, ripping themselves into pieces so he had to study them piece by piece as they ripped apart his heart. And at the same time, across town, the same thing was happening to Ginny.
Ginny went through all of her memories, almost like it was scene by scene, like she did almost every night. These memories were what kept her thinking about the way everything could be if she had stayed with Harry. They also kept her thinking about his promise, and kept the thought that he would keep that promise alive.
And I love you now
And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all
Ginny hated Harry for how he had broken her heart, and at the same time she loved him because of her heart. She missed him more then anything else, she missed the good times they had, full of laughter, and at the same time some things were scarring, like the stupid things they had both done at school. Yet still she missed him, and everything about him.
Harry loved Ginny still to that day, even though he hated her for leaving him. But more then anything, he missed her. He missed the presence that she had, she missed the way she made him laugh, hell, he missed the way she broke his heart. He still intended to keep his promise to her, he couldn't break it, he missed her too much, from every little thing she did, to the warmth her body gave him as it lay next to him in bed.
And by that water's side
The tall grass where we lied
The nights we cried ourselves to sleep
Most Septembers now
I break down somehow
Remembering all we said
And all those dreams we never got to see
As they both lay in their beds, Ginny and Harry both remembered the time they had visited the beach together, and the time that they snuck out of Hogwarts and rode Harry's broom together to a field in the forbidden forest. They thought about how they lay together in bed, comforting each other as they both cried themselves to sleep after Mr. Weasley died.
Without the other knowing it, each September they both broke down in some way or another, as that was the month they had broken up. It was now late August, and September was less then a week away. They regretted some of the things they had said to each other over the years, and how they never got to make so many of their dreams come true, but for at least some of that, there was no way to change that now.
And I love you now
And I hate you now
And I miss you most of all
All those times we laughed
The scars that you left
Still I miss you most of all
Both of them were feeling a frenzy of emotions, love, hate, sadness, longing, happiness, pain, and more longing, longing for one another.
Are you somewhere
Without a care
Or are you alone as I
Did you ever make it home?
Ginny and Harry each wondered if the other was out in the world somewhere, getting on with their life, not worried in the least what one another was doing. Then another thought came, what if he/she was doing the exact same thing she/he was doing? Harry wondered if Ginny went back to the Burrow, Ginny wondered if Harry had become at home in his heart.
There you go! Please review! Just push the purpley-blueish-grayish box! And then type something along the lines of, "Good job!" No Flames please! I don't take to them very kindly...
A Black Star