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A/N - I'm really sorry but there's no Drarry in this chapter, this isn't a particularly Drarry fic and this isn't a particularly cheery chapter, it's Ginny's anger and how she's coping with this situation underneath it all, sometimes it might seem like a diary entry but it's not, it's what's running through her head right now. This will probably again be less than 1000 words because I'm really bad and I can only write freely if it's Drarry and I don't have a deadline sort of thing, so watch out for future fics of mine. Also, none of these chapters are how I interpret the songs, I'm merely trying to fit the lyrics into a fictional situation, sorry I know I'm going on but I do swear and I'm sorry for that. Finally, I might have spelled Rita Skeeter's name wrong in one of the previous chapters, I do apologise profusely.
I've been here for days, just sat on my bed, it's been almost a week since I've seen him last, I don't think I want to see him again, there are times when I hate him, but there are times when I'm so upset that I just need him to hold me once more. He told me I should come out of my room but what then, what happens when I leave this room, I speak to my family, they try and cheer me up and then I move on and find someone else, but it won t happen, it won't stop me loving him.
When we spoke yesterday, hah, I say spoke it was more like write, when we wrote yesterday he said that it'd be okay and that he'd come back once everything's sorted with him and Malfoy, that's another thing, every time he said his name yesterday he used his first name, as if nothing had happened in the past 7 years, as if he hadn't handed him over to Umbridge, if he hadn't just sat there and watched Umbridge slap him and torture him till he couldn't take it. I hate him. I hate both of them, I should write him a letter, and I might do.
What if he forgets me, will he even bother with me when this has calmed down and we're 'friends' again? Or will he decide that Malfoy's better and stay with him constantly, Malfoy is poison, corrupting his mind making him think he loves him, he doesn't he loves me and he'll realise that sooner or later. I hate them both, they're stupid and they can keep their pompous heads out of my life from now on. No, that's a lie, I don't hate Harry, I still love him but I don't want to and it'll fade sooner or later, hopefully sooner, or what if it was later and before it got a chance something happened and destroyed Malfoy and Harry came running back to me! That'll happen; I know it will because nothing good has ever come from a Malfoy, especially that greasy haired little fuck.
It isn't even love between them, have you seen them in the newspapers, the kiss isn't even a real one, I'm on Rita Skeeter's side, their relationship is just for attention, Voldemort's dead and no one's speaking about them anymore so they both need something new to attract people to them. Malfoy's just in it for the sex, no one ever liked him, he probably just gets it good off Harry and he's too stupid to realise that Malfoy's just after one thing. I'm going to write him a letter, tell him what I think of him, maybe I should write a letter to both of them, you know what I might just do that.
Dear Harry,
I've started hating you, you left me standing there with nothing, yes I had my family but what are they, they're just a bunch of mourning elders who don't understand what I'm going through, you left me for another person and to top it off it was a bloke, well I hope you're happy because you'll never so much as hear from me again, but that's what you were hoping for isn't it. You never loved me, you admitted that yourself, you just thought it was the right thing to do and now that Voldemort's dead you don't need me clinging on to your shoulder hanging off your every word. I hope you and Malfoy have a fantastic life together, full of the attention from the media and public that you so sorely need. What is it with you, is killing Voldemort not enough, are you seriously doing this just to get attention, I'm sure no one actually cares about you and him, they just read the gossip. You know what they're saying don't you. I hope so because their printing an interview from me very soon, the girl that was torn apart by this whole situation, and I didn't hold back when speaking to Rita, so you better hope that her quill was kinder than me.
Goodbye.
Now, Malfoy's, I hate him more so this should be fun to write. I don t know whether I'll send Harry's but this one is being sent.
Malfoy,
I hope you're happy; you've got what you want. You have Harry, I'm not sure you even want him, you probably just want the attention, you always were an attention seeking little ferret at Hogwarts. I'm glad you've taken Harry, I hope you're both incredibly happy with what's being said in the papers, and you re both bastards. Especially you, I hope your father get's out of Azkaban soon and wrings your neck for everything you've done, have you never thought about the shame that it'd bring on your parents by doing this. A gay in the Malfoy family, what a horrid thought for the rest of the snobby pure bloods. What must people think of your family now, not so much pure blood but pure bullshit, nobody ever liked you. Not even Pansy. Do you even love him, it's just a crush isn't it, and you just need someone to be there with you while your family is gone. You've got nothing, you ve lost everything and its all Harry's fault, you do realise that don't you? He killed Voldemort, he put your father in Azkaban and he sent your mother into madness.
I hope you get everything that's coming.
I won t send Harry s I ll just burn it, that way he can t say I was horrible to both of them, not that he ll speak again, or I hope not, maybe this is the final nail in the coffin. Good.