This is my 1st fic, please read & review! I will love you for ever! It's Draco/Ginny I use to like Hermione and Ron but I like this couple because it's more daring. I wrote this awhile kind of ago and I told everyone to read it on my lj and they said it was good. So here it is. I want to think my friends; Frieda (a.k.a.FREDDIE), Erica, Kathy (my cousin), Rocio, and the love of everyone.
I don't own Harry Potter and I wish I did but I don't its all J.K Rowling's >,
(Dedicated to a boy who plays the drums of my heart and makes it go all pity patter.)
BEAUTIFUL LETDOWN
Chapter1
I walk down the hallway only to see a couple of familiar faces of Ravenclaws and some Gryffindors. Must have come out of Charms, I think to myself. I stare at my feet as I walk down the now emptying hallway. I clutch my messenger bag across my chest, feeling awkward alone. I run into the restroom and glance at the mirror. My reflection staring back at me. My hazel eyes darting over my reflection as I look upon my red locks of hair, to my lose red and gold tie, and my gray jumper. My cheeks are blushed as I open my fist again to see the parchment nested in my hand.
I take the parchment in both hands and unrolled it. I slowly scan the short letter.
Ginny, I'm sorry we just can see each other anymore I hope you understand. We can still be friends.
Harry
Just friends? My mind raced as I scanned the letter over and over. "I knew something was wrong." My voice shaky and fading in the echo of the restroom. My eyes sting as I blink at the letter; I crumple the parchment in a fist and throw it in my messenger bag in my diary. I feel a ache in my chest as my breathing increases and I feel dizzy. I lean back against the wall of the cold marbled restroom and let the tears fall.
I leave the restroom sulking down the empty hall, staring at my old brown leather shoes. Just friends. Echoes in my mind. The burning sensation washed over my eyes again. I keep walking until. :: CRASH: my books spill over my messenger bag and I bend down and pick up my quills and books. I slender pale hand picks up my quills as I scramble for my books. "I'm sorry." I murmur, still not making eye contact for m eyes still stung.
I stand and straighten my bag and look upon the slender face of a familiar acquaintance from Slytherin. "Thank you Dra—Malfoy." I correct myself and quickly wipe the tears under my eyes. "You need to watch it Weasley." He said as he shoves the quills at me, my hand grazing his.
I look ahead of my self and start walking away. "Weasley you forgot something!" he yells. But I don't hear and I sulked away.
"Bloody weasel can't even keep up with her belongings." Draco cursed, he kicked the small scarlet laced book it hit the wall and I small crumpled paper peaked out. Draco walked over to the small book on the floor and picked it up and slipped the parchment out. And uncrumpled small note, and scanned it. "Potter," he said teeth clenched. He crumpled the note back up and stuffed it in his black trousers and the small book in his cloak.
Harry paced back and forth in his dorm wondering if Ginny received his note. He sat on his bed and thought. I hope she doesn't get too broken.
I walked past all my classes just thinking why? There has to be a reason, what did I do? I sigh as I turn a dark corner. I stop in mid stride. Where am I? At the end of the long passage way was a small door. I wipe the tears off on my sleeve and pull out my wand.
Lumos. My wand brightens the dark passage.
I walk down the hallway till I reach the curved small door; I bend down on all fours and turn the small knob. A bright light shines through as I crawl in. the smell of white flowers and roses fill the air as I stand, and straighten my blouse. I'm taken aback of how beautiful this secret garden is. The walls were covered in vines and ivy in tangled and curled about everywhere. Flowers covering most of the floor in tiny shrubs. And in the corner in between of it all was a swing; ivy crawled up on the base of the sitting swing.
I make my way thought the flowers tiring hard not to step on them and I carefully lye on my back on the swing. And cover my face with my hands.
Harry went down stairs to the common room and spotted Ron and Hermione sitting together in discussion. "Hey guys." Ron said as he came up to them ruining there conversation.
Hermione glared, and Ron looked pale.
"What a mater?" Harry said taken aback by the serious looks.
"W-why haven't you told me Harry?" Ron stampered.
"Told you what?" Harry's voice staccato.
"You and my sister." Ron went red to pale.
Harry stood in silence trying to think of what to say. "It was a secret. We didn't want to say anything because of Voldemort and the whole tom riddle ordeal, and I just don't want to see her get hurt that's why I broke it o-"
"You broke it off?!" Hermione said cutting him off. Harry nodded. Hermione stood from the comfy chair and went through the portrait hole.
This place is beautiful. Ginny looked up at the ceiling the small building was a dome shape, and the ivy covered the ceiling. "Harry." She whispered.
The sky outside was a cobalt blue and the lake was still. Ginny looked into his green gaze for answers. Harry smiled, "I love you Gin." A dust of fine blush swept over Ginnys face and she held his hand while strolling around the lake. "I love you too Harry." Harry stopped and turned toward Ginny. "Will you go to Hogsmead with me for Hallows Eve?" Harry smiled. "But Harry we cant be seen remember," I laughed. "But we can still go together with Hermione and Ron, they won't have to know." Harry winked. I nod. His smile broadens. He wraps has arms around my waist and sprinkles kisses along my jaw line. I giggle as he moves to my ear sending chills running back and forth. I rake my hand through his black stringy hair and my other around his neck. Then he presses his lips to mine. I couldn't have been more happier in my life.
"My first kiss." I sigh, feeling the cutting pain in my eyes. The one I will always remember... with Harry.
My eyes burned more with the memories passing through her head like a muggle movie, being played and replayed, paused and, fast-forward. I place the back of my hands on my eyes, feeling the tears run down to my temples and racing to my hair line. The room was getting darker and my stomached growled with hunger. I sit up and wipe the tears away; grab my messenger and go to the small door. I look back to the small garden. I will probably never see this place again.
I crawl out of the small door. The hall was longer and darker than I remembered. Lumos. I walk steadily and hear footsteps I stop suddenly and wait. She could only see a few inches in front of herself but she couldn't make out the silhouette of a person, "who is it." I say sounding like a wife asking who's at the door. "Lumos." said a voice and I see Hermione looking worried. "Hermione!" I run up to her and hug her. She hugs me back and said, "Is everything ok? I knew about... Harry." she stopped suddenly when I sharply sucked in air, "dinners over and I got worried. You were gone the whole day. I asked Colin and he just shrugged." She looked sympathetic when I pulled away. "I'm fine." Hermione looked at me like she was saying 'oh no your not, I could tell.' "Let's get something to eat." She smiled.
We walked down to the kitchen and opened the heavy wooden doors. On a small wooden table was a large silver tray covered. Hermione walked over to it and on covered it. The smell of soup filled the air. "Still warm, how do they always know we are hungry and what we want?" Hermione smiled glancing at me and taking the tray.
She walked to me; still standing at the door, and motioned with her head to get a move on.
I don't own Harry Potter and I wish I did but I don't its all J.K Rowling's >,
(Dedicated to a boy who plays the drums of my heart and makes it go all pity patter.)
BEAUTIFUL LETDOWN
Chapter1
I walk down the hallway only to see a couple of familiar faces of Ravenclaws and some Gryffindors. Must have come out of Charms, I think to myself. I stare at my feet as I walk down the now emptying hallway. I clutch my messenger bag across my chest, feeling awkward alone. I run into the restroom and glance at the mirror. My reflection staring back at me. My hazel eyes darting over my reflection as I look upon my red locks of hair, to my lose red and gold tie, and my gray jumper. My cheeks are blushed as I open my fist again to see the parchment nested in my hand.
I take the parchment in both hands and unrolled it. I slowly scan the short letter.
Ginny, I'm sorry we just can see each other anymore I hope you understand. We can still be friends.
Harry
Just friends? My mind raced as I scanned the letter over and over. "I knew something was wrong." My voice shaky and fading in the echo of the restroom. My eyes sting as I blink at the letter; I crumple the parchment in a fist and throw it in my messenger bag in my diary. I feel a ache in my chest as my breathing increases and I feel dizzy. I lean back against the wall of the cold marbled restroom and let the tears fall.
I leave the restroom sulking down the empty hall, staring at my old brown leather shoes. Just friends. Echoes in my mind. The burning sensation washed over my eyes again. I keep walking until. :: CRASH: my books spill over my messenger bag and I bend down and pick up my quills and books. I slender pale hand picks up my quills as I scramble for my books. "I'm sorry." I murmur, still not making eye contact for m eyes still stung.
I stand and straighten my bag and look upon the slender face of a familiar acquaintance from Slytherin. "Thank you Dra—Malfoy." I correct myself and quickly wipe the tears under my eyes. "You need to watch it Weasley." He said as he shoves the quills at me, my hand grazing his.
I look ahead of my self and start walking away. "Weasley you forgot something!" he yells. But I don't hear and I sulked away.
"Bloody weasel can't even keep up with her belongings." Draco cursed, he kicked the small scarlet laced book it hit the wall and I small crumpled paper peaked out. Draco walked over to the small book on the floor and picked it up and slipped the parchment out. And uncrumpled small note, and scanned it. "Potter," he said teeth clenched. He crumpled the note back up and stuffed it in his black trousers and the small book in his cloak.
Harry paced back and forth in his dorm wondering if Ginny received his note. He sat on his bed and thought. I hope she doesn't get too broken.
I walked past all my classes just thinking why? There has to be a reason, what did I do? I sigh as I turn a dark corner. I stop in mid stride. Where am I? At the end of the long passage way was a small door. I wipe the tears off on my sleeve and pull out my wand.
Lumos. My wand brightens the dark passage.
I walk down the hallway till I reach the curved small door; I bend down on all fours and turn the small knob. A bright light shines through as I crawl in. the smell of white flowers and roses fill the air as I stand, and straighten my blouse. I'm taken aback of how beautiful this secret garden is. The walls were covered in vines and ivy in tangled and curled about everywhere. Flowers covering most of the floor in tiny shrubs. And in the corner in between of it all was a swing; ivy crawled up on the base of the sitting swing.
I make my way thought the flowers tiring hard not to step on them and I carefully lye on my back on the swing. And cover my face with my hands.
Harry went down stairs to the common room and spotted Ron and Hermione sitting together in discussion. "Hey guys." Ron said as he came up to them ruining there conversation.
Hermione glared, and Ron looked pale.
"What a mater?" Harry said taken aback by the serious looks.
"W-why haven't you told me Harry?" Ron stampered.
"Told you what?" Harry's voice staccato.
"You and my sister." Ron went red to pale.
Harry stood in silence trying to think of what to say. "It was a secret. We didn't want to say anything because of Voldemort and the whole tom riddle ordeal, and I just don't want to see her get hurt that's why I broke it o-"
"You broke it off?!" Hermione said cutting him off. Harry nodded. Hermione stood from the comfy chair and went through the portrait hole.
This place is beautiful. Ginny looked up at the ceiling the small building was a dome shape, and the ivy covered the ceiling. "Harry." She whispered.
The sky outside was a cobalt blue and the lake was still. Ginny looked into his green gaze for answers. Harry smiled, "I love you Gin." A dust of fine blush swept over Ginnys face and she held his hand while strolling around the lake. "I love you too Harry." Harry stopped and turned toward Ginny. "Will you go to Hogsmead with me for Hallows Eve?" Harry smiled. "But Harry we cant be seen remember," I laughed. "But we can still go together with Hermione and Ron, they won't have to know." Harry winked. I nod. His smile broadens. He wraps has arms around my waist and sprinkles kisses along my jaw line. I giggle as he moves to my ear sending chills running back and forth. I rake my hand through his black stringy hair and my other around his neck. Then he presses his lips to mine. I couldn't have been more happier in my life.
"My first kiss." I sigh, feeling the cutting pain in my eyes. The one I will always remember... with Harry.
My eyes burned more with the memories passing through her head like a muggle movie, being played and replayed, paused and, fast-forward. I place the back of my hands on my eyes, feeling the tears run down to my temples and racing to my hair line. The room was getting darker and my stomached growled with hunger. I sit up and wipe the tears away; grab my messenger and go to the small door. I look back to the small garden. I will probably never see this place again.
I crawl out of the small door. The hall was longer and darker than I remembered. Lumos. I walk steadily and hear footsteps I stop suddenly and wait. She could only see a few inches in front of herself but she couldn't make out the silhouette of a person, "who is it." I say sounding like a wife asking who's at the door. "Lumos." said a voice and I see Hermione looking worried. "Hermione!" I run up to her and hug her. She hugs me back and said, "Is everything ok? I knew about... Harry." she stopped suddenly when I sharply sucked in air, "dinners over and I got worried. You were gone the whole day. I asked Colin and he just shrugged." She looked sympathetic when I pulled away. "I'm fine." Hermione looked at me like she was saying 'oh no your not, I could tell.' "Let's get something to eat." She smiled.
We walked down to the kitchen and opened the heavy wooden doors. On a small wooden table was a large silver tray covered. Hermione walked over to it and on covered it. The smell of soup filled the air. "Still warm, how do they always know we are hungry and what we want?" Hermione smiled glancing at me and taking the tray.
She walked to me; still standing at the door, and motioned with her head to get a move on.