Leave me out with the waste
This is not what I do
It's the wrong kind of place
To be thinking of you
It's the wrong time
For somebody new
It's a small crime
And I've got no excuse

Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
If you don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it
Is that alright with you?
Give my gun away when it's loaded
Is that alright with you?
With you...

9 Crimes- Damien Rice feat Lisa Hannigan. (9)

"You've got to think it clearly" she repeated time after time. "You've got to be sure of what you're doing"

The meetings had continued, every day. Somehow they had always found a way to meet each other. And each time they made it more secretly, they became closer. They told each other every single detail of their life. Soon it was their little secret.

And Ginny couldn't help thinking it was like cheating. Nobody knew, and still she though that Cedric was cheating on Cho. It wasn't like Cho was her favorite person but it was wrong, and she knew it.

She tried to stop, but she couldn't help it. Suddenly she was waiting all day for the meeting, and when she tried to stop it, it would just slip away from her thoughts.

And the more times it happened, the more difficult it became. The closer they were, the more painful it was.

But, now she was ready. She wasn't going to loose it, she was going to clear the things with Cedric.

She was walking toward a classroom in the fourth floor that was never in use. There was full moon and the hall was in half-darkness with its white beautiful light. The only sound was the steps of her silent walk.

She entered as silent as she could.

He was there, with his back to her though he had probably heard her coming. He was waching the moon from a window and the light breeze that entered the room played with his golden hair. He turned and looked at her; he was smiling her favorite radiant smile.

He took several steps towards her but she stopped him with her eyes.

"What's wrong?" he asked worried.

She deliberated for a second. She had to choose the words carefully and not let her feelings stop her. She had to really concentrate to clear her ideas.

"Cedric... what are we doing? What is this?" She said, her mind was clearer than before and saying it was actually making her heart ache.

"What do you mean?" he said with a peculiar look in his face.

"Is this like...like you're cheating on Cho?" She said, feeling how her eyes where getting humid.

He was silent for what seemed ages. She was looking him and soon it became difficult to keep gazing.

"It is...I should have known" She said finally, now looking to her feet. She moved her feet a little bit.

"I...think this...should stop" Her voice was breaking trying to blink back the tears. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat but it was difficult to breath. Her head was spinning.

She had to leave quickly.

She turned ready to run away from him but he grabbed her wrist.

Now they were looking directly into each other eyes, and it wasn't going to be long before the tears started falling thickly in Ginny's eyes.

"No wait. I'm sorry. I know all this is confusing, but I lo-"

"Don't" Ginny stopped him. Silent tears where falling lightly, silent tears betraying her.

"Don't say that. I know you don't mean that. If not you would have end it before, for Cho's good."

He had to catch his breath.

"I thought you didn't like Cho." He said perplex.

"That's not the point. You...I....This is wrong. We shouldn't be doing this." She repeated, tears falling more quickly. Her sight was starting to get blurry, and now even Cedric's breathing was more difficult.

"Forgive me." He implored in a whisper. His hand had softened on hers and was now delicate. She removed it quickly.

"There's nothing to forgive." She answered, whispering too. "I...just forget it Cedric" She said.

"I promise tomorrow I finish everything with her." He said abruptly. Ginny turned to look at him intently.

"No. Please Cedric don't do that" She said. "Please."

Not giving him more time to think or react she turned quickly and went running.

She ran trying to escape every thought, every word that had been said that night. She ran to a place where she couldn't think anymore. She tried to escape reality and didn't want to be Ginny no more. But all she could think of was him and his pained face when she left.

She didn't go back to her room that night.

***

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
or tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

[…]

I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

White Flag- Dido (Life for Rent).

He was there for what seemed hours. His feet and hands went numb, his sight started to get blurry. He was afraid his legs would give away with his weight but he couldn't move. He just wouldn't.

One time, he had fallen from his broom back home and he had broken all his bones of his right arm. It had been really painful to re-grow them. But the pain was now different, and somehow more painful.

It felt like she had taken his heart with her, and someone was stabbing where it had been. It burn, from the inside to the outside. He wanted to tear that feeling away from him, tear it out of his chest. Deep inside him, he knew it would never disappear.

He dropped exactly where he was. Silent sobs started to fill him. He moved a little towards the window. The moon was looking at him with what he felt were accusatory eyes. He couldn't take it, she was right. He had been deceiving himself; fooling around with them both. He hadn't been honest, at least in most of the things.

He turned his back on the all-seeing moon. He turned to look at the half-illuminated hallway. His mind started to clear. The image of her face tortured by the idea of Cedric breaking up with Cho was too painful to endure and the burning sensation came back.

So, it was decided. He wasn't breaking up with Cho…not till it was necessary.

But, if he had thought at one point that he had liked, even loved, Cho, was it the same with Ginny?

He thought it through.

No, he loved her. He loved her and there was nothing that could change that. He loved her more than anything, and he wasn't going to surrender so easily.

He dried the wetness in his eyes and got up. Decided, he made his way to his room.

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again.
I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
That almost freezes up the heat of life.

Act IV. Scene 3. Juliet's Chamber, lines 14-16. (Juliet)