Chapter 1: From the Mind of the Confused and Angry.
I don't exactly know what caused me to do it. What caused me to slap him on his graduation day, all I know is that my hand took flight, and my brain completely shut down. I suppose it was do to his "charming" break-up. His sweet words that concealed the true meaning of his artsy words. I accepted it though, after a while. Eventually I even forgot. It's easy to deny any emotion when you're working obscene amounts, when the stress of your life takes over the personal aspect. I had thought that I had gotten rid of him, that I would never have to deal with him again. Needless to say, those fantasies were childish and I once again found my self standing face to face with the only person who could cause me pain and joy at the same time, with the only person that could shatter or mend my heart with his eyes. Love is pain, and this kind of pain has no aspirin.
If I am remembering correctly, it was a sunny December day. The Christmas rush had begun and for some insanely stupid reason, I decided to return home for Christmas. A visit I had not made in nearly four years. It wasn't that I hide from my family, au contraire. I saw them as much as possible, but family gatherings usually included him, and for me to keep any ounce of sanity, I needed to stay away from him. I drove my convertible over to the Burrow, seems ridiculous now because of the drive, but to be honest, I needed the space. I hate crowded areas, and I hate loud noises. Therefore ruling out any bus. I had not been to my childhood home in quite sometime, so the chance of apparating in the right area, and not on top of a family member was severely slim. And whoever created the floo system should be burned and hanged, without a means of escape. The trip was long, but pleasant, for that I was very grateful. It took me about a day to drive down there, and when I got there I swear to Merlin tears filled my eyes. Sounds filtered in from the backyard, and I realized the entire Weasley clan had arrived. I knew Hermione and Ron had finally gotten engaged, George and Fred had married, Penelope was pregnant with twins, Merlin help them, and Charlie had fallen in love with a female dragon tamer over in Romania. Amazing what someone can do to your heart. I opened the door to my car and walked to the back. Opening the gate, I prepared myself to be rushed by fifteen Weasleys, I however did not prepare myself to be rushed by fifteen Weasleys and a Potter.
A/N: Don't worry, I'm not stopping here, I'll post another chapter with this one, but this is the introduction.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
A/N 2: I want to thank everyone oh so much for reviewing my one-shot Harry/Gin fic, it really boosted my ego and well because of it I have to make a series.