Disclaimer: It's very unfortunate that I own none of the characters here in this fiction, but at least I shall not be sued! JK Rowling owns them… them all! is envious
Chapter One
Every time she closed her eyes the horror flooded into her veins, pulsating through her as her mind reeled. She dared not venture into the Gryffindor common room whilst she knew the trio would be there. She was scared of further heartbreak and she knew it would break her if she saw him. She remembered the days when her breath would stop every moment his emerald green eyes gazed into hers, the time when she would rest her head on his shoulder, his arms around her. She felt safer then than any other time in her life.
'Every second I'm without you I'm a mess' she thought to herself as gentle tears rolled down her pale cheeks. She sat idly in the back of the library on one of the black leather lounges hoping to go unnoticed as tears poured from her golden brown eyes. The great grandfather clock chimed nine – curfew. 'Kiss me like you did' she dreamed of saying to him over and over, but he broke her heart, he had ruined her trust. She would never be able to trust him again.
Slowly packing her things into her small bag she sauntered out of the dimmed library, not caring if she was or wasn't seen. It seemed that these days Ginerva cared not for getting into trouble; to her it seemed worth it, even if she lost house points. Not meeting up with anybody in the deserted halls Ginny made her way through the portrait hole leading into the Gryffindor common room.
As soon as she stepped into the dimly light room she realized she was surrounded by the very people she had been avoiding for the last week – the 'Golden' Trio.
"Where the heck have you been Gin," Ron said eyeing her suspiciously.
"I've been in the library Ron. Now I've had a long night so if you don't mind I'd like to go up to my room now,'' she said softly, gazing downwards.
"Okay, g'night Gin," he said letting her pass.
As Ginny's right foot touched the bottom stair leading the girls dormitories she felt a firm but gentle grip on her arm. Fearing who it might be, she stayed turned and bit her lower lip in anticipation.
"Ginny," was the sole thing he said to her as he fumbled with his jean pockets. 'Ignore it and it will go away. Ignore it and it will go away', she kept repeating in her mind. "Ginny, please, listen to me," Ginny reluctantly turned to face him, realizing then how close to her he was shivers rolled up and down her spine. "I have nothing to say to you Harry. Goodnight,'' the young red head said before dashing up the stairs. Shocked, Harry turned around and flopped onto the couch, dismissing her behavior quickly he began thinking of his secret lover. Little did he know while he sat there thinking of his lover, the youngest Weasley lay crying in her room, yearning for him, his love, his touch.
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