Chapter 1 : Just Another Night
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Was it horrible that I glared daggers at the happy couple and wished nothing but unhappiness for them? If I had known that my wish of unhappiness would soon come true and that Ginny’s beautiful face would only reflect back heartache, I would have never wished it. As it were though, I did wish it with every fiber of my being. I hoped and prayed to whatever forces could hear me that their relationship would soon end and that Ginny would find her way into my own arms for comfort.
At this point, I really didn’t care about the many male Weasley’s that were brothers to Ginny who might stand in my way of dating her, all I did care about was when I would finally be able to be with her. I cared that I never wanted to see her face etched in pain even though with Voldemort back there was no way I could guarantee that. I cared that every time I watched her lips meet with my roommate Dean Thomas’, I only felt jealousy that they were no my own meeting hers. I cared that her heart was not mine to take but rather Dean’s.
It was then, as I was lost in my thoughts of being with Ginny, that I heard the first sounds of trouble in paradise. At first I couldn’t quite make it out as Ginny and Dean were not the only squabbling couple in the common room, Ron and Hermione had been going at it for a while now which is what had caused me to tune out into my thoughts of me and Ginny. Finally, I could hear pieces through Hermione and Ron’s own argument.
“Why- watching him?” I could hear Dean yell at Ginny.
“Friend,” was all I heard back from Ginny, though I could see her stern face from where I was sitting and knew she wasn’t going to back down on whatever it was.
Dean’s face wasn’t much different from Ginny’s but slowly it melted into a smile before saying something to her. I assumed from the smile that instantly appeared on her face it was probably an apology, which was only confirmed as their lips met once more. It quickly became more intense as Dean’s hand’s tentatively wandered her body.
Jealousy reared its ugly head inside of me causing myself to look away and back to Ron and Hermione’s conversation just in time to watch her stalk out. I guess tonight was just another night in the common room.
AN: This is the first time I’ve written anything in Harry’s pov so I hope you all liked it. Leave me a review and let me know what you liked or disliked. Thank you for taking the time to read and review!
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