A/N: Sorry this took forever to get up. Here's the deal. My computer doesn't have Internet at the moment. My dad is trying to set up DSL and let's just say that that's not going too well. I know you may be thinking 'Why not use your grandparents computer?' Oh well I would but their computer's motherboard died just a few days ago. So yes, I am now at the library typing this up as well as typing some homework up. I'm almost done chapter twelve as well but I haven't been writing it since I don't have a computer. So please bear with me and everything will be back to normal shortly. In the mean time here's chapter eleven.
Chapter eleven: And ever make you feel that the only love was the love inside your head.
Colin wrapped his harms around me as we sat out by the lake under the shade of a large weeping willow. I rested my History of Magic book on my lap and book marked the page.
"Okay, what year did the trolls retreat in the Battle of Sides and why?"
Colin thought for a minute, "17…56?" I shook my head. "'58?" I shook my head again. "'59?"
"More like 1739," I looked back at him and smiled, "but you were close."
He laughed bitterly, "Yeah, by twenty years."
I kissed him and stared into his blue eyes. "You'll get it, don't worry." When he still looked distraught I said, "Why don't we call it quits for today?"
"Or for the rest of the year," he muttered.
I looked at him surprised and he sighed. "I'm sorry, I'm just not getting it."
I collected my books, stood up and offered my hand. Colin took it and I helped him stand up, "Like I said, you'll get it."
Suddenly rain started pouring down from the sky as if a water balloon was just broken over the earth.
Colin and I ran towards the castle but still arrived there drenched from head to foot. Standing in the entrance hall Colin s , a dog would, trying to get dry.
"We look like we just got out of the bath."
I laughed and kissed him quickly on the lips. "You wish," I replied. "I'm going to the common room."
"Here, I'll escort you," and taking my hand we walked together to the Gryffindor common room, oblivious to the fact that we were being watched.
I was more than smitten with Colin I was in love. Sure it was a hard thing to say. I thought I was in love with Harry but that turned all for naught. But I knew that this time it was true love, the kind you read in fairy tales that end with happily ever after. I just hoped it was the same for him.
I jolted awake in a sweat. I felt panicky and nauseous. Pushing my hair back away from my face I took a few deep breaths. "It was just a dream," I whispered aloud to myself. "That's all, just a dream." But no matter how many times I told myself that I ended up crying, loud and hard, anyway. I tried to stifle the cries, making sure I wouldn't wake anyone, but when all hope seemed to fail I got up and left the dorm. Closing the door as quietly as possible I leaned up again it and sunk to the floor. I then buried my head in my arms, which were holding my knees close to my chest, and continued crying for a good while. I knew just sitting there would do me no good so I decided to go find Colin and sort things out. I crept down the stairs and across the common room towards the sixth year boys' dorm. I knocked lightly at first but when no answer came I knocked louder. When there was still no answer I started to panic and knocked even faster, harder and louder. Suddenly the door swung open and a boy with short dark brown hair and braces stood in from of me. His name was Charlie Montgomery. He was a roommate of Colin's but no necessarily his friend.
"Wha' d'ya wan'?" he asked groggily, rubbing his eyes. Before I could speak though he noticed it was I. He turned around and said, "Colin, your girl's at the door."
Charlie disappeared from the doorway and a minute later Colin stood in his place, his hair all over the place, rubbing his eyes. When he first looked at me he smiled. Then he noticed my bloodshot eyes and tear-streaked cheeks.
"Ginny, what's wrong?" he asked concerned. It took me a minute to hold back the tears.
Then I said, "I had a nightmare."
Colin looked over his shoulder and stepped out into the corridor, closing the boys' dorm door behind him, so we could talk privately.
"Look Gin, it's alright. It was just a dream."
I knew he was trying to comfort me but it just wasn't working. "You don't understand. It felt so real." Tears started trickling down my cheeks and Colin did his best to wipe them away.
"What happened?"
I took a few deep breaths, recollecting the dream in my mind. "Well, I was home and I sent you a letter but you didn't reply."
"Maybe there was an explanation for it."
I shook my head. "No, because I kept sending them but got no reply back. Then when I saw you, you were mad at me and.." I began to sob, "and you hated me."
I covered my eyes with my hands and cried so hard that my whole body shook. Colin held me close and tried to calm me down.
"Oh Ginny, you know I don't hate you."
"Yes, I… I know. But… through time you might and I just- I don't know if I could…" Colin hugged me tightly and kissed my forehead. He held me at arms length and looked me in the eyes. "Ginny, I love you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me and I will never, ever hate you."
I stared deeply into his eyes, looking to see if this was the truth and I was happy that that was all I could find, the truth. I pulled him into a hug and squeezed him tight.
"Thank you Colin. I love you."
He kissed me and I kissed him back.
"I love you too Ginny. Don't you ever forget that." He hugged me close again and then kissed me on the head. "Are you all right now?" I nodded. "Good, now how about you go and get some sleep?"
"Okay, I'll see you in the morning."
"Goodnight," and with one more quick kiss I went back to my dorm for some well deserved sleep.
