Chapter Three – Seeing Double
My eyes bulged out of their sockets and my jaw dropped to the ground. Earlier, I believed that my dear Ginny was unfairly taken away from me. So you could imagine my shock when I found her standing right in front of me.
However, Ginny stood there as tears poured silently down her face.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "The nurse told me that this was my room, but I can see that it is already occupied."
"That's okay," I said tentatively, "but there's not need to cry."
"I'm sorry," she apologised once again as she wiped her face with her sleeve. "I'm not crying about the room. I'm crying about – about."
Suddenly, 'Ginny' broke out in a wave of sobs as my heart plummeted. This was not Ginny Weasley. Ginny was relatively shy towards unknown people but she wasn't as timid as this girl. No, my Ginny was well and truly dead.
"I'm sorry," the girl apologised again as she sobbed. "It's just that I shouldn't be here. My mum and dad-."
"I know how you feel," I said. "But you learn to get used to it."
"Sorry," she said once again (I almost tore my hair out in frustration. She didn't need to apologise to me so much.) "I didn't introduce myself. I'm Olivia Hunter, but you call me Liv."
"I'm Harry-."
"I know who you are," Liv interjected. "You're Harry Potter – are you not?"
"Yeah," I replied morosely.
"I'm really sorry about Ginny," she said. "I never really knew her. I was in the year below her in Hufflepuff. We may have looked alike but I never knew her. She seemed nice though."
"She was," I replied as I dug my hands in my pockets and shuffled from foot to foot. "She was beautiful," I added softly.
Liv smiled slightly and picked her suitcase up from the floor. "I guess I'm going to have to find my room-."
"Hey!" Vasco cried through a mouthful of food before walking into the room. "You have to try this cake that Susie the cook made. It's so fu – well, hello there sweetness."
Vasco bent down on one knee and kissed Liv's hand. Her cheeks flushed a deep scarlet colour and she bashfully turned away from him.
"And why does this angel grace our earthly plain?" Vasco continued.
"This is Liv Hunter," I replied. "I'm guessing she's a new patient here."
Liv nodded in assent.
"Well, it was nice to meet you Liv," said Vasco. He got up from the ground and wrung her arm rather enthusiastically. "I'm Vasco."
"Nice to meet you, Vasco," said Liv apprehensively. As she did this, she looked at me, as though she wanted me to rescue her. "I don't mean to be rude," she continued, "but I have to find my room."
"Oh – I can help you there. Harry, take her suitcase."
I chuckled softly and took her suitcase from her hands. "Come on," I said as good heartedly as I could. "Let's roll."
As we travelled down the many corridors which Silverwater had, with Liv trailing behind, Vasco leaned over and whispered into my ear:
"Dang, Potter. She looks a lot like-."
"Ginny, yes I know," I said sadly.
"Is she anything like her?" he asked.
"No," I replied. "Gin was feisty and had a zest for life. Liv however seemed perpetually depressed."
"What do you think it will be like when you - you know …" said Vasco as he wriggled his eyebrows cheekily and nudged my ribs with his elbow. "Do you think she'd be up to Ginny's standards?"
"What?" I snapped as I stopped abruptly in my tracks. Liv looked startled when she bumped into to me. "What are you implying?"
"What do you mean?" asked Vasco.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted one nurse and then thrust Liv's suitcase at her chest.
"There's a nurse. Why don't you ask her where your room is?"
"Uh – okay," said Liv before scurrying away in the opposite direction, dragging her suitcase behind her.
"What was that about?" Vasco cried,
"What do you mean 'Ginny's standards'?" I asked.
"Well, you're the only one who can tell us," Vasco replied. "I'm just asking whether you think Liv would be as good as Ginny in bed."
I glared at him then turned on one foot and walked away in a huff.
"Hey! Hey! Wait!" Vasco broke into a run and stopped me in my tracks. "Look, I'm sorry okay. It was inconsiderate of me and I take back whatever I said. I know Ginny was your first love, you told me yourself and her death, along with that garbage from You-Know-Who really messed things up for you." He stuck his hand out industriously. "Pals?"
I smiled and shook his hand, "You're lucky I like you a lot," I laughed. "Otherwise I would have rearranged your face."
"And make me as beautiful as Liv?" cooed Vasco. He then clapped his hands together and batted his eyelashes comically.
"No," I replied. "I'll make you as beautiful as Jai."
Suddenly, Vasco's face contorted in dear. "Please, bro – don't!"
"You know," I laughed as I clapped his shoulder. "For someone who is supposed to be smart, you're bloody stupid. And for the record, I wouldn't know if Liv would be up to Ginny's standards because I never slept with Ginny."
"You didn't sleep with her?"
"We both wanted to wait until we were married," I said as I sighed sadly. "And …well, you know what happened next."
"What about other girls you've slept with?" Vasco asked. "Do you think she'd be up to their standards?"
"I wouldn't know," I replied. "I've never slept with anyone."
"You're a VIRGIN?"
"So what if I was?"
"Oh man, that's screwed!"
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Please review
A/N: Liv is anything BUT a Mary-Sue. You'll see later in the story anyway. She's anything BUT perfect.
Next chapter: My Reluctance to Reveal All
My eyes bulged out of their sockets and my jaw dropped to the ground. Earlier, I believed that my dear Ginny was unfairly taken away from me. So you could imagine my shock when I found her standing right in front of me.
However, Ginny stood there as tears poured silently down her face.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed. "The nurse told me that this was my room, but I can see that it is already occupied."
"That's okay," I said tentatively, "but there's not need to cry."
"I'm sorry," she apologised once again as she wiped her face with her sleeve. "I'm not crying about the room. I'm crying about – about."
Suddenly, 'Ginny' broke out in a wave of sobs as my heart plummeted. This was not Ginny Weasley. Ginny was relatively shy towards unknown people but she wasn't as timid as this girl. No, my Ginny was well and truly dead.
"I'm sorry," the girl apologised again as she sobbed. "It's just that I shouldn't be here. My mum and dad-."
"I know how you feel," I said. "But you learn to get used to it."
"Sorry," she said once again (I almost tore my hair out in frustration. She didn't need to apologise to me so much.) "I didn't introduce myself. I'm Olivia Hunter, but you call me Liv."
"I'm Harry-."
"I know who you are," Liv interjected. "You're Harry Potter – are you not?"
"Yeah," I replied morosely.
"I'm really sorry about Ginny," she said. "I never really knew her. I was in the year below her in Hufflepuff. We may have looked alike but I never knew her. She seemed nice though."
"She was," I replied as I dug my hands in my pockets and shuffled from foot to foot. "She was beautiful," I added softly.
Liv smiled slightly and picked her suitcase up from the floor. "I guess I'm going to have to find my room-."
"Hey!" Vasco cried through a mouthful of food before walking into the room. "You have to try this cake that Susie the cook made. It's so fu – well, hello there sweetness."
Vasco bent down on one knee and kissed Liv's hand. Her cheeks flushed a deep scarlet colour and she bashfully turned away from him.
"And why does this angel grace our earthly plain?" Vasco continued.
"This is Liv Hunter," I replied. "I'm guessing she's a new patient here."
Liv nodded in assent.
"Well, it was nice to meet you Liv," said Vasco. He got up from the ground and wrung her arm rather enthusiastically. "I'm Vasco."
"Nice to meet you, Vasco," said Liv apprehensively. As she did this, she looked at me, as though she wanted me to rescue her. "I don't mean to be rude," she continued, "but I have to find my room."
"Oh – I can help you there. Harry, take her suitcase."
I chuckled softly and took her suitcase from her hands. "Come on," I said as good heartedly as I could. "Let's roll."
As we travelled down the many corridors which Silverwater had, with Liv trailing behind, Vasco leaned over and whispered into my ear:
"Dang, Potter. She looks a lot like-."
"Ginny, yes I know," I said sadly.
"Is she anything like her?" he asked.
"No," I replied. "Gin was feisty and had a zest for life. Liv however seemed perpetually depressed."
"What do you think it will be like when you - you know …" said Vasco as he wriggled his eyebrows cheekily and nudged my ribs with his elbow. "Do you think she'd be up to Ginny's standards?"
"What?" I snapped as I stopped abruptly in my tracks. Liv looked startled when she bumped into to me. "What are you implying?"
"What do you mean?" asked Vasco.
Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted one nurse and then thrust Liv's suitcase at her chest.
"There's a nurse. Why don't you ask her where your room is?"
"Uh – okay," said Liv before scurrying away in the opposite direction, dragging her suitcase behind her.
"What was that about?" Vasco cried,
"What do you mean 'Ginny's standards'?" I asked.
"Well, you're the only one who can tell us," Vasco replied. "I'm just asking whether you think Liv would be as good as Ginny in bed."
I glared at him then turned on one foot and walked away in a huff.
"Hey! Hey! Wait!" Vasco broke into a run and stopped me in my tracks. "Look, I'm sorry okay. It was inconsiderate of me and I take back whatever I said. I know Ginny was your first love, you told me yourself and her death, along with that garbage from You-Know-Who really messed things up for you." He stuck his hand out industriously. "Pals?"
I smiled and shook his hand, "You're lucky I like you a lot," I laughed. "Otherwise I would have rearranged your face."
"And make me as beautiful as Liv?" cooed Vasco. He then clapped his hands together and batted his eyelashes comically.
"No," I replied. "I'll make you as beautiful as Jai."
Suddenly, Vasco's face contorted in dear. "Please, bro – don't!"
"You know," I laughed as I clapped his shoulder. "For someone who is supposed to be smart, you're bloody stupid. And for the record, I wouldn't know if Liv would be up to Ginny's standards because I never slept with Ginny."
"You didn't sleep with her?"
"We both wanted to wait until we were married," I said as I sighed sadly. "And …well, you know what happened next."
"What about other girls you've slept with?" Vasco asked. "Do you think she'd be up to their standards?"
"I wouldn't know," I replied. "I've never slept with anyone."
"You're a VIRGIN?"
"So what if I was?"
"Oh man, that's screwed!"
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Please review
A/N: Liv is anything BUT a Mary-Sue. You'll see later in the story anyway. She's anything BUT perfect.
Next chapter: My Reluctance to Reveal All
