Genre 4: Angst

Where in the world is he? Ginny thought to herself as she hurried down to Potions class. Snape's going to kill me for being late again. "I can't do this I miss him to much," she said aloud thinking no one would hear her.

"What are you ranting about Weasley," asked Malfoy from a corner.

"What do you want," she said rounding on him. He looked paler than before and had a pull to him. As she looked into his pale blue eyes, wait blue she thought, weren't they gray? Shaking the feeling she turned her back and continued down the drafty corridor to her Potions class.


"Ron, Ron! Can you hear me?"

"Hmm."

"Ron!"

"Ginny would you please leave me alone! I'm trying to concentrate."

"NO, you're not. You're staring at Hermione. Stop looking at her and listen to me," Ginny fussed trying to get her older brothers' attention and failing.

"Look Ginny," he said facing his little sister. She looked him the eye, but all she could see was the sadness that mimicked her own.

"I know how much you miss Harry, and I do too, but right now I have more important things on my mind." Ron looked over to where Hermione was sitting, staring out the window, and sighed.

"Gin, I have to go." Ron walked out of the library and didn't turn back.

Ginny still sitting there, got up in a huff and left as fast as she could. She ran past the students in the hallway and up the stairs heading to the tower where Harry was last.

As she collapsed on the cold stone, tears burst from her eyes. "Harry! Why? Why Harry?"

"Stop calling him, he's not coming back," said a voice. Ginny looked to see whose owner it was and realized that the sun has set.

"As for I know anyways. I don't see why anyone needs him. I'm glad he's gone."

"Don't say that or I'll hex you," Ginny said in a low while pulling out her wand and pointing it in the direction of the voice.

"You can't even see me," the voice teased. "I like it better this way. Here though, stop crying."

"Who are you? Just leave me alone," she screamed, tears still flowing from her redding eyes.

"Weasley, you can't tell me you don't know who I am. I'm hurt," Draco said in a whisper stepping to where she could see him. He held his wand aloft, the tip was ignited.

"Malfoy, you sneaky little bas-" Ginny got up and ran to hit him, but he caught her in his arms.

"You can't fight me Ginny," he said as she tried to punch him after her wand had clattered to the ground.

"I hate you, I HATE YOU! LET ME GO," she yelled as she broke free.

"Fine then, I'll just leave you here," he said calmly as he left the tower in silence.

For the third time in her lifetime someone had left her, alone and in tears.


the author note I forgot to put: This was supposed to be romance chap, but I'm not feeling to the love right now and this one was next. I hope whoever reads this enjoys this and reviews! My b-day's tomorrow. Sweet Sixteen!

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