Well, here is the second piece of crap to follow it
Please review, if only to say all my stuff is a load of bollocks, hell, it would be funny to start an online brawl, lol.
Meanwhile, at number 4, privet drive…
There was a knock at the door, and Vernon Dursley answered it.
"hello, we're here to collect Harry", said the voice of one Arthur Weasley.
Vernon went red.
"BOY!", he roared up the stairs, "GET DOWN HERE, NOW! YOU HAVE VISITORS!"
Harry Potter ran down the stairs, hoping he would finally be able to leave the Dursleys.
Harry ran into the living room, where his aunt and cousin were staring anywhere but the front door, where four people were standing, Mr Arthur Weasley, his son, Ronald Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Remus Lupin.
"Come on Harry, what are you waiting for, get your stuff", Ron said impatiently.
Harry didn't move; he wasn't stupid.
"Mr Weasley, what's your life's ambition?", he asked.
"To learn how aeroplanes stay up, Harry", answered Mr Weasley, smiling.
Harry turned and went up the stairs to get his stuff.
He was slightly disappointed, he only wanted to see one person right then, and she wasn't there.
He sighed, he wanted to know how she was, if she was as sad as him about the beak-up.
He sighed again, and reminded himself that it was his fault they weren't again, well, it was really Voldemort's fault, even though he didn't say, "Harry, ditch your bitch and I wont kill her"
Harry just wanted Voldemort dead, then he could live properly, with Ginny, because he wouldn't endanger her for the world.
He loved her.
There is no way in hell he would allow himself to lose her.
He would come back to her.
He would live for her.
He would die for her.
Yes well, there is chapter two of my first fic.
I know it's a bit weak, but I'm only ickle, lol
I thank all of you for reviewing, so review, damn it! I mean, I would do it for you.
I dunno whether I should carry on with this fic, its crap and nobody reviews sigh
Anyways
Best regards to all my readers.
The boy who loved.