A year in the life of Harry Potter
Chapter 39: September, 3
Harry sighed, looking over to the Ravenclaw table. The owls would come any minute. He could see Quentin chatting with some of her classmates. Why was he even doing this? If she would ever find out she'd kill him.
"You've already done the potion assignment?" Hermione asked, sitting down next to him. Her bag was filled to a bursting degree with books and in her arms she carried even more.
"Why do you need all those books?" Harry questioned.
"I got all the books about potions which I could carry," Hermione replied, gasping for air. "Ran here all the way from the library. I didn't take myself time to bring them to my dormitory in case I'd miss the owls. My parents promised that they'd be writing letters everyday, see."
"When do you want to practice the first time?"Lucy asked, appearing behind them.
As no other suggestions for musicals had been written down the Gryffindors had token Ginny's idea to do The Sound of Music.
Harry looked at Hermion. "How about Saturday after lunch?"
"Okay with me," the girl shrugged, biting hungrily into an apple. "We'll have to ask the others first though."
"Tell me when you all discussed it," Lucy said as she continued walking over to the teachers table.
Just then the owls flew in. After some minutes of chaos they settled down in front of the students and teachers. By the time Harry had looked up again to where Quentin had sat she had disappeared from the Great Hall.
"So," Harry said. "Wanna work on that assignment tonight with Ginny?"
"Yeah, sure," Hermione said, giving him ten books. "As long as you help me carry them to the common room. By the way, where is Ginny?"
Harry shrugged. "Haven't seen her yet."
Half an hour later in the History of Magic classroom they saw Ginny.
"Where were you?" Harry asked, sitting down next to her.
"Astronomy Tower," she replied. "Doing stuff."
"What stuff?"
"Don't matter, really."
"If you say so," Harry said as the last student entered.
That night at dinner he couldn't see Ginny anywhere. He was worried that she had skipped two meals that day, so once he finished eating he went to look for her. Maybe she was at the Astronomy Tower.
After asking several older students for the way Harry had reached the tower. Slowly he walked up the staircase. He thought it would never end, but then he emerged into the open and felt the cold wind blowing into his face. After looking for some minutes he found Ginny sitting on the floor in one corner. In her lap she had a sketch pad and in her hand she held a pencil.
"Hey," Harry said.
Ginny jumped up in fright. "Oh, it's just you," she said, relieved. "I thought you were Ron."
"So, you like drawing?" Harry asked.
She shrugged. "Yeah, think so. But I have to be careful because Mum and Dad can't afford to buy me so much paper and pencils, and Ron is always ripping my drawings up saying that I should behave more like the pureblood I am. But I can't help it, I love doing it. If I could I'd love to visit a Muggle Art university when I'm older, one in America..."
"But your parents could never pay, could they?" Harry finished her sentence. Ginny nodded.
"Remember," she suddenly said, looking into his eyes. "Remember two days ago when you said - said that you love me? Was it... was it just to show me how much - how much you appreciate me suggestioning something like that or was it - was it-"
"Real?" Harry asked slowly, swallowing. He shok his head. "No. It wasn't. I cannot fall in love with anyone."
"But - but a life without love, that's terrible!" Ginny exclaimed. "Love is a many splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!"
"Please don't-" Harry started, but she cut him off.
"All you need is love," Ginny insisted.
"Love it just a game," Harry snapped.
"I was made for loving you, you were made for loving me," Ginny continued, taking his hands into hers.
"There's no way that I'm going to be loving anyone," Harry replied.
"One night, just give me one night!"
"There's no way I'm giving you one night, and you know it."
"In the name of love," Ginny responded, smiling. "One night in the name of love!"
"You crazy fool, I won't give in to you," Harry said, stepping away from her towards the staircase.
"Don't leave me this way," he was told by the girl as she followed him down the stairs. "Oh, Harry, don't leave me this way."
"You'd have thought that people would have enough of silly romances," Harry said as he walked along the corridor.
"I look around me and see it isn't so, oh no," Ginny said, pointing at two couples standing in the shadows kissing.
"Some people just wanna fill the world with silly love songs," Harry continued as he paused at the top of another staircase.
"Well what's wrong with that? I like to know. Love lifts us up where we belong! Where eagles fly, on a mountain high!" Ginny replied.
"Love makes us act like we are fools. Throw our lives away, for one happy day." Harry cotninued to descent the stairs while Ginny followd him closely.
"You know we should be lovers, and that's a fact," Ginny said, trying once more to get Harry to understand her feelings.
He turned around to face her. "Ginny, just get that I cannot fall in love with anyone." With that he left her.