I fight
Author's notes: I've always wondered what Ginny was thinking when she broke up with Harry. This is my first fic, but I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, JK pwns me. D:
As I stand in front of my mirror looking into my eyes that were now devoid of innocence; I start to remember the happier times. When Hogwarts was care free, my innocence was intact for the most part, and I was truly happy. Sadly times have changed now, and I can barely stand it. However I will survive and by doing so I hope I'll be a stronger woman in the end. I now smile a bittersweet smile and sweep my red hair past my ears as I diverge in a memory of Dumbledore's funeral.
Flashback
I stood watching everybody pass me by in silence, as they mourned over the loss of their mentor, no friend. He was a great man, and I could always depend on him for everything. I knew I would get passed his death soon, but I would never forget him.
I wiped my tears away as my boyfriend, Harry walked up to me. I peered into his emerald eyes I knew it was over for us. I waited for him to approach me and I prepared myself for his words.
"Ginny listen... I can't be involved with you anymore. We've got to stop seeing each other. We can't be together", Harry said in a solemn voice.
Even though I prepared myself against those very words, my heart shattered into a million pieces for no one to pick up and mend.
I told myself not to cry over and over as he countinued, "Voldemort uses people his enemies are close to. He's already used you as bait once, and that was just because you were my best friends sister. Think how much danger you'll be in if we keep this up. He'll know, he'll find out. He'll try and get me through you."
I knew he was trying to protect me, but I knew I could take care of myself! I could take care of my problems with his help and I help him take care of his too. I'm not such a pathetic women that I would fall into Voldemort's schemes!
A bit harsh I know, but I was emotional then. So with my Weasly temper I shouted, "What if I don't care?"
"I care", said Harry, "How do you think I'd feel if this was you funeral… and it was my fault…"
I immediately felt ashamed for what I just thought. No matter what Harry tried to protect everybody. I knew he would collapse on day, and I would be there to catch him. I made that vow to myself. I knew I hadn't been dating him for very long, but I loved him. I looked over to the lake and I told Harry, "I never really gave up on you. Not really. I've always hoped…" I broke off my sentence thinking for the right words and continued, "Hermione told me to get on with life, maybe go out with some other people, relax a bit around you, because I never used to be able to talk if you were in the room remember? And she thought you might take a bit more notice if I was a bit more- myself."
Harry tried to smile, but I knew it was fake as he replied, "Smart girl, that Hermione. I just wished I could have asked you sooner. We could've had ages… months… years maybe…"
I smiled to myself and retorted, "But you've been to busy saving the wizarding world," I half laughed to myself as I continued, "Well… I can't say I'm surprised. I knew this would happen to me in the end. I knew you wouldn't be happy unless you were hunting Voldemort. Maybe that's why I like you so much.
Harry looked crushed, but he still got up and walked away and didn't look back. I couldn't hold my tears in as I started to cry. Crying from my first love and hopefully only love in my life.
End Flash back
I walk away from the mirror and lay on my bed. It's been a few months since that day, but I still fight. I fight Voldemort. I fight for my happiness. I fight for the light. But most of all, I fight for my love.