A/N: So here's the second chapter, from Ginny's PoV. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I still don't own it...


Soulmates

Chapter 2

It's not bloody fair.

Why am I all alone when everybody else has got somebody?

Okay, that might be confusing, so I'm just gonna start from the beginning.

I was roaming the corridors here in Hogwarts. I had nothing to do really, it was just the beginning of my fifth year. Everybody was still lazy because of the summer holidays, even the teachers seemed to be in a better mood than usual… well, you see.

So, anyway, I was just strolling around.

My friends were otherwise occupied. My friend Luna- yeah she actually is my friend despite her being a little, you know, loony, we just get along- well, Luna is with her boyfriend. Blaise Zabini, you probably don't know him; Slytherin, tall, dark and handsome… nice as well for that matter. They really seem to be happy. I'll admit I was skeptical at first- hey, he IS a Slytherin after all-, but seeing that they've been together for half a year now, I guess it works for them. Unless Luna's unhappy, it doesn't matter to me. And there's Colin. During our first years here, he was always alone like me, like Luna. Maybe that's why we became friends. We all know how it feels to be alone; it can be sad, it can also be just what you need. Back then, we became friends. Neither of us was alone anymore. I'm getting off topic. Colin. Well, it turned out he preferred guys (seriously, gay is just another expression for happy, look it up if you want to). So these days there's this Hufflepuff he's kinda dating. I'm not really sure. His relationships are always way too complicated for me to understand. So my friends were busy.

Passing the prefect's bathroom, I continued my way through the castle. There was McGonagall coming towards me, but she disappeared into a spare classroom to my right. Curious what she was doing, because it was the late afternoon of a sunny day and virtually everybody was outside, I stayed where I was. To my surprise, a few minutes later, Snape walked into the corridor and then, I still don't believe it, into that classroom. I figured it would be nice to hear them quarreling, so I listened- okay, yeah, I was eavesdropping. But let's just say, a few minutes later, I decided to leave. Of course I knew opposites attract, look at Luna and Blaise, but the thought of Snape and McGonagall? No, no, no, don't wanna think about what they might have been up to. That's just sick.

As you may understand, I was a little confused at first. That's why I didn't notice where I was going. Down, to the dungeons… to Slytherin. I hate dungeons and cellars. Memories of my first year, you know. He took complete control over me. I still don't know how I could do all those horrible things they say I did. That wasn't ME. Not the girl you're talking to right now. It was a naïve, credulous little girl, sad and lonely for she had to leave her beloved ones… you get the idea, right? I'll just say that after that, I almost immediately stopped being that girl. I'm stronger now.

The dungeons. Honestly, I was too occupied getting pictures of my teachers out of my head that I'd rather not imagine. I didn't notice him passing. Draco Malfoy. He's like my brother's and Harry's enemy although I don't know why. What I do know is that he's one of the hottest guys in school. A lot of girls even in Gryffindor are lusting after him (for example these sluts Parvati and Lavender, they don't care bout their boyfriends for the week), and that's saying something. Being sexy enough to overcome that over-exaggerated eternal fight between the houses, that must mean he was really… sexy. And he is. But all I could think of in that moment, instead of the guy himself, was my brother's hate for said bloke. I know. I'm a hopeless case. Show me hot guy, and I'll think of my brother. Who, by the way, does only notice me when he can yell at me about my boyfriends. So I'm pretty much always angry at him, but now he doesn't have much to complain about. I've been lonely this year, to say the least. Ron's probably happy. Well, he was happy when I was dating Harry, but that felt like dating my own brother. I guess. I've never actually tried. Dating my brother, that is… ugh. Nevermind.

Wait. Just a moment. Had Draco Malfoy just passed by me, Ginevra Weasley, without saying something. That had to be a first. On every occasion he used to turn up and make fun of me. Of my hair, my freckles, my family, my childish crush on the boy-who-lived, my clumsiness… He was clearly ill. I don't care. Who would?

'kay, you know I'm lying. I do care. At least my prat of a big brother doesn't know what I'm thinking. I don't wanna know what he's thinking. He's with Hermione now. Yeah, she finally managed to drag him away from that slut Lavender. Thought her crush on him had been obvious to everyone for years now, even him, but apparently not. Now… would you enjoy your brother snogging bloody everywhere a girl you used to be friends with? Don't think so. Harry's even worse. He hooked up with Cho. I still think she cries too much, though. Remember their first kiss… she started crying afterwards. Hell, I know it's none of my "freaking business", as Hermione so delicately put it, but she should decide between Harry and Cedric. For the moment they seem to be happy, so I'm not complaining. And he's stopped lusting after me. Another plus. So the Dream Team was also in love.

Continuing my walk, I crossed into the warm and sunny corridors of the upper floors. Couples everywhere. Snogging, holding hands… and that broom closet looked very occupied. Why did everybody have to be so happy when I'm all alone? I know it was spring. We were supposed to be happy; the sun was shining, the flowers were growing, the snow had molten. I'm still alone, no matter what.

I could start telling you about my family. About Bill, who's gonna marry Fleur Delacour next summer. About Charlie, who eloped with a girl called Sarah from Romania. About Percy and his Penelope Clearwater he'd already been dating at Hogwarts. About Fred and Angelina, and George and Alicia; maybe also the other way around sometimes. About my parents who are still in love after all these years. Well, I just did tell you.

Everyone I met that day had been happy, walking around with his crush or boy-/girlfriend. Luna and Blaise, Colin and that Hufflepuff guy, Hermione and Ron, Harry and Cho, Michael Corner and his former best friend, Dean and Lavender, Seamus and Padma, Lisa Turpin and Terry Boot, my roommate Amanda and Theodore Nott, and a hundred other people I didn't know. I'm not even talking about the teachers or my family… Actually I think the only one who was alone like me was Malfoy. That doesn't count though. The whole school knows he's randomly fucking any Slytherin girl available. Ever heard the nickname Slytherin Sex God? Well, Blaise claims it was a joke of his, cause Draco (wait, did I just call him Draco?)was always alone. Riiiiiiiiiight, like we'd believe that. What, for example about pug-faced Pansy Parkinson who kept following him like his shadow (though she's been seen coming out of deserted classrooms with Crabbe AND Goyle).

But, apart him, I'm the only one in this castle who's single and all alone. Why?

Who doesn't look for someone to hold, who knows how to love you without being told? Somebody tell me why I'm on my own if there's a soulmate for everyone. (Natasha Bedingfield: "Soulmate")


A/N: Please review! (And yeah, I know that's different from the stuff I usually write.)