DISCLAIMER: I just own the idea.
I know you guys must be confused becuase this chapter is about Ginny Weasley and the last chapter was about Abbey Hail. That's because this isn't a series/novel. Its a collection of one-shots about girls from throughout the different Harry Potter eras (Marauder, Hogwarts, Pre-marauder etc.). So, its not really a series. The only way these girls are connected is basically because their having boy-troubles.
Or, in other words, I couldn't think of anything else to write, so I wrote this collection.
Enjoy?
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Harry Potter was put on this earth for one reason: to taunt me, Ginny Weasley.
I know, I know...its seems like a little bit of an overstatement.
But it isn’t.
I swear to God, Harry James Potter was born
just to toy with my emotions!
Why did he have to break up with me?
Its been at least a month, and I still can’t figure it out.
I mean, the whole population of Hogwarts knew we were dating, surely one of those prat Slytherins told You-Know-Who-
no, I’ll say it,
Voldemort- that we were dating. Surely he knows we were dating, that Harry hold some affection for me (though unknown to me at this point...stupid git...)?
Its not that difficult to put two and two together.
Even Ron could have figured that out (and that’s
really saying something).
Does Harry think I’m weak?
I’m not. I’m
not weak.
I’m a Weasley!
I grew up with six older brothers!
I’m anything but weak!
Okay, so Voldemort controlled me once. Once! I was eleven then...I was stupid...
Or I was completely in awe of Mr. I’m-the-‘Boy-Who-Lived’-so-worship-me and didn’t even know I was being tricked.
Yeah, that’s a good excuse.
Let’s go with that.
I mean, if Voldemort used me once, he probably wouldn’t do it again!
That would be to expected... “use the girlfriend of your enemy”.
Yes, that plan’s totally cliché.
Voldemort hates cliché.
He wouldn’t do it again.
I just don’t understand the way Harry’s mind works sometimes.
Its like all he can do is think about other people.
Not that that’s a bad thing, its good not to be selfish.
But sometimes he just thinks about himself.
And most of the time, he doesn’t think at all.
What does he expect me to do then, sit home and knit as he fights Voldemort?
Yeah, that’s
really going to work.
I can’t sew a stitch.
And plus, he’s going to go out and find the remaining Horcruxes of Lord Voldemort with a couple of kids that still haven’t graduated yet?!
He’s stupid, if I haven’t mentioned that before.
I can’t help but wonder what would have happened had he not broken up with me.
Would I be joining him, Hermione and Ron?
Or would I still be stuck at home or Hogwarts, waiting for news of their success or failure.
That’s kind of a lose/lose situation there.
I mean, if they die, I lose Harry, my brother and my friend.
If they win, then I drown in the guilt of not helping for the rest of my life.
Well, I think in both scenarios I’d probably feel guilty for sitting on my arse and not doing anything. Even though its not my fault I wouldn’t be doing anything because everyone thinks I’m a weak and defenseless child who just slows you down if taken with.
Yeah, any way you look at this, it sucks.
A lot.
But what if Harry hadn’t broken up with me?
Would there still be danger?
Of course there would. Anyone associated with Harry is in danger. He has to learn that. If we didn’t want to be in danger, there would be no Order of the Phoenix, and I would’ve had dated him. Or looked in his direction, for that matter.
Would I care about the danger?
I’m indifferent to it now. Its just so normal. And now a days, there’s no such thing as “more danger” or “less danger”, we all have the possibility of dying. There isn’t probability anymore.
The best reason for wanting to be with him and for being so angry at him for breaking up with me is simple: I love him.
I love Harry Potter and just because he doesn’t want me in danger will not change that!
Sometimes I wonder if he loves me as much as I love him.
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