A/N This was originally going to be a actually story, but I decided for it to just be showing some points of view about a event. Enjoy and comment PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE comment (lol I even resort to begging now). Sorry that this is REALLY short, but I'll make the next one longer if you review :)
Part 1 – Ginny's POV
I always loved you. Always. It was passionate, all consuming, like fire slowly infecting every part of my body. Or disease, if you choose to call it that. And I never stopped loving you. Even after you betrayed me. Do you remember that? The final battle, Harry about to kill you, you death eater. And me jumping in front of you, believing that you loved me, as you had told me.
I always believed you could change, that it was really you, in those deep, ice blue eyes. I always believed that although you could lie to me, you could never show false emotion in your eyes. And that killed me. Believing in you killed me. Believing that you could love, that you could bring down your defenses, believing that you did not see everyone as an enemy.
So I jumped. I jumped in front of you when the killing curse was thrown at you by Harry. I murdered myself for you. And the last thing I saw as my eyelids were shut tight was your glee, your cold laugh, and those words.
"You mean nothing to me, Weasel. It was all a game."
And now you hold no remorse. Not in the depths of your heart, not anywhere. Not when you see my brothers and my mother grieving. Not at the balls that you go to, waking up the next morning with different girls in you bed each night. You forgot me.
Oh, sometimes you have a tinge of remembrance, a sudden flash of red making you see my curls. But you do not let it interrupt your day. You moved on, you forgot me, and I was never yours. You betrayed me, Draco Malfoy.