Author's Note: This was a one-shot fic. But if people like it, I may turn it into a complete story or whatever... It was just sort of a sudden inspiration thing...so uh...yeah.
She couldn't ever let Harry see her cry. She'd cry behind his back, or when they were lying in bed and he was sleeping, or when he simply wasn't looking. But she could never let him see the tears she was shedding.
She hated that she felt this way, but she didn't know what to do. All she could do was think about how much she loved him, and how much he shouldn't love her.
Ginny shattered her own dreams, her own hopes, and her own wishes. She couldn't accept the truth. Harry was in love with her, even though she denied its possibility.
"I love you, Ginny."
"I love you too, Harry. But I don't deserve you. You deserve someone way better than I."
"If anything, it should be the other way around."
"Am I a bad girlfriend?"
"How could you even think such a thing?"
"I don't know… I guess I'm just afraid you'll never be able to love me as much as you loved her."
Yes, Harry did love Cho quite a lot back when they were together, but he didn't love her anymore. He loved Ginny more than he could ever express to her.
"Harry, how do you put up with me?"
"I don't."
"What do you mean?"
"It's not like you're terrible to be around. If you weren't awesome, I wouldn't be dating you."
"Why do you love me?"
"Because you're amazing."
"How am I amazing?"
"You just are."
"But how?"
"Let's see, you're good at wizard's chess, which is always a plus. And you're awesome. You're fun to be around."
But she could never understand why when she was alone, she felt hollow inside. She needed to be with him, and she knew this. With him is the only time she feels whole, and the shallowness disappears. Ginny loved Harry more than life itself.