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Chapter Seven

I thought freedom would be great

But now I think I can't handle it

Sure, it's great to get up late

But after that, comes the rest of the day

Where I'm awake

Chorus

No escape from you, now

No way out, now

What can I do?

When'd I have all the time in the world

To think about you

(Oh Oh Oh Ohhh)

What will I do?

When'd I wake up in around noon

Nothing to do

No escape from this

No escape from you

Trying so hard to get over you

Makes me think even more about you

Too much to handle

Will I break it threw?

Chorus

No escape from you, now

No way out, now

What can I do?

When'd I have all the time in the world

To think about you

Trying to brake free!

So hard to close my eyes

To realize

That I'm just being silly

What should I do?

What I do?

What will I do?

Am I going to live this summer for me?

Or for you?

The night I got pregnant it was two months after the final battle of the Great War. After the battle Harry had fall into a deep sleep, so deep most thought of him dead. Of course those around him knew he was only tiered.

The war had taken too much from him, friends, time, and youth. But now, after years of struggling against the dark side of the world, he had finally won.

At the time I still hadn't got over that stupid little school girl crush, I still couldn't forget him, even tho he would always forget me.

I've never been part of that great plan, the plan to beat evil and become a hero. Until my fourth year I was quite Ginny, stupid Ginny, and innocent Ginny. After that I was annoying Ginny, bitchy Ginny, attitude Ginny and never shutting up Ginny.

Harry saw or as his best friends little sister or as that annoying twit that always had some stupid and out of propose comment to make. I was like a younger version of Ron, only wasn't funny, there or important…in fact I wasn't Ron. That was the problem.

I wanted so much to be like Ron…no, to BE Ron that I totally forgot to be my self…

Then of course there was Luna.

Now, Luna is and has always been totally weird. That is probably why everyone in the end seemed to like her. The obnoxious Ravenclaw always seemed to know what to say, and always had some totally wise comment to do.

The fact that she was pretty helped to. Her long, soft shinny blonde hair and her freaky, deep, strange blue eyes. So out of the ordinary.

I guess over the years bitterness started to take over. For not being as smart as Hermione, as brave as Harry, as witty as Ron, as original as Luna, as mean as Malfoy, as funny as the Twins, as fun as Billy and Charlie, as gorgeous as Chang, as interesting as Sirius, as bright as Lupin, as wise as Dumbledore, as bizarre as my father, as loving as my mother, as cool as Tonks, as sly as Dung…the list could go on and on and on and on.

I was me, a poor little girl trying so hard to be noticed. Going from one side of personality to the other to be noticed by Harry. My hero…

I got him drunk and my self too, dragged him to bed and then tara!

Got pregnant, something that was not in the plan.

I didn't love him…no. I just wanted to taste what Luna would probably taste for the rest of her perfect little life.

And my ultimate revenge was taking away from Harry something that he would probably love. His daughter.

But my bitterness grew stronger as Renee grew up.

Little Miss Perfect she became.

Okay grades at muggle school, fairly pretty, brave and smart. Strong personality. A picture of what I could have been if I wasn't so obsessed with Potter and his friends. In saving the world.

Luna knew I was bitter, she had always known. She knew I envied her and her power over Harry. She knew that I had done all I could to become more attractive/interesting/known/smart/bright/cool. But nothing ever worked, I was always in the shadow of someone else.

And that, believe me, can screw with anyone's head.

End of Chapter

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