A/N: this is part two of the story. hope you still like it. please read and review, thanks!
I watch her as she plays Quidditch. It usually reminds me of the summer when we all played together. We looked so happy then and I could clearly remember the smile on her face. If only I could hold her. I wish she wasn't Ron's sister. I wish she wasn't a Weasley so I could have her and stay best mates with Ron. I can't rish Ron finding out though, that I am developing this kind of love for her sister. He was so protective of her. He wouldn't want his best made snogging with his sister.
"Nice practice, Harry," said Ginny as she wiped the sweat off her forehead. She gave me one of her most beautiful simles. "I think we'd top off Hufflepuff with no effort." She looked at Ron hovering over the air. "Just Ron. It's just him. You better do something or we'll lose our match because of the Keeper. I know he's good, it's just..." her voice faded away, unable to explain her brother's weakness.
No matter, I knew about it. "Don't worry. I 'll have a word with him," I assured her. Ginny smiled and walked off with Dean. I watched them, my head spinning with thoughts which I didn't seem to understand. Why couldn't I get her off my mind? I needed to concetrate on things somehow, and forget about her. But that was a big problem even magic is unable to solve.
Ginny sat beside me that night, working on her O.W.L.s. "Harry, what was it like when you and Cho Chang were together?" she asked. i shrugged. I really didn't know how it fell. We simply fell apart like nothing and I hated myself for that. Ginny grinned. "Well, you know, I think Dean's a jerk, but I couldn't help but love him," she muttered.
You tell me things I've never known
"A jerk?" I repeated, wondering if I had heard it clearly.
"Yes, a jerk," replied Ginny. "He can be pretty arrogant at times and I like him less for it, but I love him. I don't know why, but I know I have a lot of reasons." She looked at me innocently. "If you were Dean, would you change for me?" she asked. I knew she didn't know, but why did she have to ask such a question?
I've shown you love you've never shown
I turned away, trying to avoid her gaze. "I don't know. Maybe, if I did really love you," I countered uncertainly. Ginny looked away too. She gave a little sniff. I was alarmed to see tears rolling down her cheeks. "Aw Ginny, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I swear I didn't." I took her hand in mine and wiped her tear with my free hand. I smiled at her. "Ginny, you're a wonderful girl. If he loves you, like I think he does, he'll change for you." She smiled. "And if anything happens, I'll be here for you no matter what," I added.
And then again when you cry I'm always at your side
Ginny gave me a hug. "Thanks a lot, Harry," she whispered. I gave her a hug back, a friendly one of course. There were still a lot of things I wanted to tell her. I wanted to tell her how much I pine to kiss her like Dean does, to take her fears way. I would love to tell her how much I would like to give Dean a smack when he hurts her, but I couldn't. All i could say was that I could only be there to listen to her...as friends..
You tell be 'bout the love you've had
"So," I started. "Does Dean treat you al'right?" I asked. She wiped her tears and nodded. I looked away from her. "Does he say 'I love you' often?" I inquired. Again, to my dismay, she nodded. I looked at my hands who were now chaking and itching to hold her face close to my lips. "Does Ron approve about what you do with Dean. You know, kissing and stuff?" I knew the truth, but I had to make a conversation to keep me from other actions.
Ginny shrugged. I don't really know. he seemed bothered, but he doesn't tell Dean to stop." Ginny sighed. "I fell bad really, that Ron doesn't like me being with Dean. I don't think Fred and george are too keen with the idea either, since Ron told them I, well, kissed Dean. I think they share the same idea with Ron that I am still a child." She looked sad. I wanted her to smile, but I kept steady and listened. "but I love him. I don't know. I really do. I mean, I accepted him...for who he is. Why can't my brothers do the same? He's been treating me well enough I don't know why ron doesn't like him being with me," she said.
I listen very eagerly
I stood up. "It's for your brother to know why he thinks that way," i said. She agreed with me. I held my hand out to her. "Why don't we think about something else. I smiled at her and grabbed my wand. We made a little funny incantations. She enjoyed it and simply forgot about Dean. I was happy to see her smile and laugh and clap. I'd do anything for this moment to laugh. I'd do anything to keep her smile. I'd do anything...
I couldn't sleep at night thingking about her, about what she said. I couldn't sleep thinking about Dean. I tried to sleep as I heard Ron's snores, but I couldn't, I simply couldn't. Ginny...
But deep inside you'll never see the feeling of emptiness
I still watch her with Dean. Ron muttered and complained behind her back. I couldn't help but agree at times. I looked at Ron. What if I told him what I really felt about his sister. I couldn't..I couldn't. I look at Ginny with Dean and somehow come to a conclusion that she could never be mine. She could never love me more than a friend.
It makes me feel sad
"Look at her dote at Dean," grumbled Ron as he watched them walk thru and fro the hallway. "Look at them. It's as if they're never seen. I'd like to have a word with Dean about her tonight." I sighed. Ron looked at me, a lottle hotly. "Well, you'd be complaining too if she's your sister. She's still, well, fifteen. not that I'm against kissing, you know," he added, as he'd been doing it with Lavender Brown.
A day before the game against Hufflepuff, Ginny jumped up and down inside the common room. "I'm so excited," she said. She smiled at me. "Harry," she whispered, "I had a lot of fun with Dean today, if you know what I mean." She gave me another hug, which I didn't want to happen too often, for cof course, I am a boy and I felt differently about hugs. "I'm happy I have you to talk to, Harrry."
But then again, I'm glad
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