(A/N: I felt my title wasn't good enough, but I loved the summary, I just needed to change the title. Hopefully this one fits better! Well here ya go, enjoy...or cry or...whatever the hell you want. But do tell me what you like or hate about it.

And again, this character is based on me, sadly I don't have a hot guy who is after me, nor am I gorgeous, like Ginny. But no one would read a story like that, frankly I wouldn't either. So this is entertainment as well as lessons for me, to get over my depression.)

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Disclaimer: Not mine.

Warning, Not Beta'd.

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Chapter 3: Heart

I woke quite early because I heard rustling around in the room, I was a light sleeper you see. I hated it but loved it at the same time. I have this thing with demons, they are real to me and since I have great hearing, if I hear them, I'll instantly wake up. Odd? Yeah, but the oddest thing is, in the day time when I'm awake, I'm completely deaf. People always have to repeat things to me, or say them louder. Maybe I'm just ignoring them involuntarily, maybe I'm not? I sighed and rubbed my swollen eyes from my deep sleep and sat up looking around towards my roommates. They were still half asleep trying to get up off their own comfortable beds. Emily waved at me and I grunted in response indicating that I was indeed not a morning person. She chuckled lightly knowing I hate happy people in the morning.

We descended down the steps of our dormitory and out of the Gryffindor Common Room. We dressed in the attire appointed to us and walked into the Great Hall, containing all the hungry filled boys and girls awaiting the delicious breakfast. We sat in our usual seats and waited for the morning speech Dumbledore usually made on the first day of lessons.

He ascended up the podium, today wearing a purple chemise that was long and flowed about his ankles with a sequence hat on his head to finish the elegant dress. He bowed and took a deep breath.

"Good morning, students. Today is the first of lessons and I wish you good luck, and hope you shall all engage in on doing well in your studies."

His lips curled in a smile. " But I have an important announcement to make today," As he said this, all the students, including me, perked up to hear what indeed he had to say.

" This year at Hogwarts, we shall try a new schedule. The other professors and I have suggested that you are allowed to go home for the weekends."

Silence. That's all it was--silence. Maybe some student's didn't understand seeing as he was being vague. He took note and started to speak once again.

" You are permitted to leave school grounds, go home for the weekend to spend time with your family, and homework ties in as well. You should report back before nine p.m. on Sunday, but you may leave whenever through out the whole weekend." He smiled warmly.

My eyes went wide, I felt my breath caught in my throat. Did he just actually say what I thought he said? I have to go home for the weekends? I know I don't have to, but my parents would want me to, I know it! Why me?

My head connected with the table, and I started to pound it against the cool wooden table, murmuring obscenities.

Sarah look at me with alarm and stopped my head from hitting the table once again. I glared and pushed her hand away. She was about to say something to me, when there was a screech and the owls started to fly in.

Errol, the family bird gliding towards Ron, dropping a few packages and then flew over to me with a letter. I sighed, and opened it up with a grimace.

Ginevra,

We heard about the new rules, so you will be coming home for the weekends, Merlin knows what you do with boys during the weekends! I will not baby-sit any of your bloody children, do you hear me! I'll kill you if I hear you experimenting with boys, understand?

Oh yes, by the way, tell Ronald, I love him.

Mum.

I looked at the letter, and felt nothing but tears welling in my eyes and my heart in my stomach. I told you so, I said in my head to myself. I got up and felt I had to be alone before my tears spilled over. I walked swiftly towards the doors, passing the Golden Trio.

Ron stood up, blocking my path and glared down at me.

"What?" I asked hurriedly wanting to get away.

"Have fun, at home." He smiled cheekily.

I was confused, but being witty as I am, I understood right then and there. "You don't have to go home?" I practically yelled.

"Nope." He replied smugly, folding his arms over his chest.

I gritted my teeth. She would make me come home, but if Ron is shagging who cares right?

"Why the hell, do you get to stay?" I seethed.

"Because I'm a boy."

I took a shaky breath, the old wizarding ways,I knew it. Men can do anything and everything, but women couldn't. I was beyond pissed off now and I had to restrain myself from skiving off first day of classes. Why couldn't I stay here with my friends? It's not like I have a boyfriend to do "naughty" things with! No one even looks at me that way, I'm always the good friend, instead of girlfriend. I really needed to have time off, I wanted to go into my corner and be alone. ALONE. I walked out of the Great Hall, with my best friends looking at me with horrid and confused looks and my ohhh so wonderful brother, smiling smugly.

I turned walking back to the Gryffindor Tower, deciding first period wasn't that important. Magical Creatures. I'm sure I could tell Hagrid, the Gamekeeper some excuse. I turned down a corridor and felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I stopped and turned around. No one. I sighed, feeling stupid that I was afraid for a moment for no reason. I kept on walking and that morbid sensation arrived again. What the hell? I turned again and saw no one. I huffed indignantly and turned around when my face met with someone's chest.

"What the bloody hell!" I shrieked, yet it was muffled, seeing as my face was still on the person's chest.

The person pushed me back, and in front of me appeared, Draco Malfoy. Great, just bloody great.

"What do you want, Mal-foy?" I asked irritably.

He was towering over me, wearing the school uniform and looking absolutely delicious in that emerald green. His long silver shaggy hair was flowing around his shoulders, and his beautiful sculpted face was holding a mocking smirk, his grey eyes dancing with amusement.

"Morning, Weasel."

I shook my head, and took a deep breath, trying not to rip off that smirk he held.

"What?" I asked again.

"All I said was Morning, can't even reply a decent Hello? My, you need to learn manners." He said with his chin held high as if he was a royal.

"Ha, me and manners? What was that just now, sneaking up on me like that? "

"I was coming to say Hi."

"I'm sure you were."

"I was."

"Right."

"Yes, I know I'm right."

I growled, and my eyes turned dark with anger. "Look! Can you just fucking tell me what you want?"

He sighed, finally letting the smirk fall off his face.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing." He admitted.

"Right. Why the bloody hell do you care?" I rolled my eyes.

"Because I want to know."

"Exactly. You don't care, you're just a nosey son of a bitch."

It was his turn to growl. I smiled cheekily, knowing I got him now. I turned my heel and started to walk off, when he came by and started walking with me.

"Come on! Can't you just leave me alone?" I said with desperation in my voice.

"No, I saw how you face darkened at breakfast. What happened in that letter?"

"None of your damned business!"

He stopped and looked at me with an odd expression, which made me stop and look at him.

"What?" I said again, feeling like that was my word for the day.

He looked out the window for a moment and then turned his gaze back at me, which made me uncomfortable.

He finally spoke. " Why do you lie? Doesn't your heart feel overwhelmed with all the guilt? " He said while looking at me intensely.

I almost swallowed my tongue, how the hell does he know? You can't even tell that I lie all the time. I hide it perfectly!

"Who said I was lying?" I gritted out.

"You don't say anything, but your eyes tell a great, sad story."

I screamed in frustration. "What is up with you and my bloody eyes! I'm okay, I'm just pissed off, leave me the bloody hell alone!"

"Lies."

"Who the hell are you to tell me if I'm lying or not!" I yelled, wanting to hit him across the face.

He shook his head and turned walking the opposite direction. I felt stripped, as if he read my soul. He stopped almost ten feet away when he turned around slowly, giving me a pitied look. I glared, I hate those looks.

"Outside someone is laughing but inside someone is crying." He started. I looked at him, feeling the words he was saying. "You feel as though you are not to tell anyone, but your heart won't be able to take it anymore, believe me." He said in a calm, soothing tone, that melted my heart.

He turned back around and walked off, while I stared aimlessly at his back until it turned into a tiny black dot in the empty corridor, while I contemplated his words in my head, what the hell did he mean? Is he implying that I should tell him things? Psh.

I took a deep breath, and looked up looking at the dirty ceiling filled with cobwebs, and decided that,

I wanted to die.

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(A/N: I know I'm terribly sorry it's so short, but I just had to at least put up a chapter otherwise yall would have killed me or something. Please review and thanks for reading!)

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The poem in my summary, is from some website, and the some lines are from indian songs translated in english.

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