The Binding Potion- A Drarry Fanfiction

The Binding Potion- Chapter Sixteen

Harry's POV (Thursday)

This is a f****** mess. I shouldn't have kissed Draco last night. It wasn't fair, to neither Ginny nor Draco. I need to decide who I want to be with and soon. I can't keep playing this game of double jeopardy. Deep down, I already know what my decision is, but the question isn't who I want to be with, but if I have the strength to break it off with the one I don't. 

I quickly make my way through the hallways, calling Ginny's name.

"Ginny!"

"Ginny, where are you!?"

I can feel Malfoy being dragged in my wake. I know he wants to say something, but I am too busy right now. I need to see her. I need to talk to her. I feel that, if I don't act now, my thoughts will be swallowed up by the flurry of things bouncing off my skull. I know what my decision is, but if I don't see it through now, I never will.

"Ginny, please! I need to talk to you!"

In the distance, I hear the faint sounds of crying. That must be her. 

I pick up the pace. Draco opens his mouth to protest but I shut him up before he has the chance to speak.

"Quiet! I need to talk to her now, I can't be distracted by you"

My words are harsh but necessary. He will understand what I said soon.

The crying is so loud now that I know she must be close. I round the final corner and the crumpled form of Ginny is revealed. She is sitting against the wall, knees to her chest, crying into her hands. My heart aches for her, even if I don't love her like I used to anymore, I still care deeply for her. I squat down next to her and place my free hand on her knee.

"Ginny...."

"What do you want...?" she sniffles, her voice sounding empty. 

"Ginny... I need to talk to you about something"

"About what!? The fact you have been seeing other girls!? The fact that you have been avoiding me for months!? The fact that you don't love me anymore!? What else is there to say, Harry!?"

Her anger is understandable. I can't blame her for how she is feeling, but she needs to know the truth.

"That is not all true Ginny. I have not been seeing other girls. That is a fact. I won't deny that I have been avoiding you, but is not because of something you have done. The war changed me, Ginny... I am not who I once was. I know this will be hard for you to hear but the way I feel for you now is not the same as the way I felt before the war. I care for you, deeply, but not in the way you feel about me. I can't be your lover anymore, but I hope that, in time, I can be your friend."

A flurry of emotions crosses her face: Anger, Sadness, Heartbreak, but deep down I see that she understands what I am saying. I reach out to touch her face, but she slaps my hand away. Despite knowing that she understands my feelings, I can see that she is not quite ready to process all that I have told her. Her actions mirror this.

"Just stay away from me! Stay away! "

She jumps to her feet and bolts down the corridor, tears streaming down her face. It isn't long before she is out of sight. It isn't until a voice sounds behind me that I remember Draco is still with me.

"Harry... I..."

I cut him off.

"Draco, please not right now. I need a little time to process this."

I look into his eyes, pleading with him to understand. Remorse and sadness are displayed plainly on his face. I can tell he wants to talk, but he just nods, respecting my wishes. 

Without another word, we make our way back to our dormitory. I have no intention of going to class today. When we make it back to our room, I walk over to the bed, leading Draco behind me. I climb in and he does too, although it is not like he has much of a choice. Without thinking, I place my head on his chest. Even though I didn't love Ginny like I used to anymore, breaking up with her still left me with a tremendous feeling of loss. Tears began to stream down my face, and I find myself crying into Draco's chest. He doesn't say a word, just strokes my hair and lets me pour out my emotions. Eventually, as my tears run dry and my eyes go dreary, he utters what he had been wanting to tell me all along.

"You did the right thing"

Although I know there was a lot packed behind those words, I am too tired to think about that now. With a hollow heart, I begin to drift into a blissful sleep, hoping that my dreams will take me far away from all this heartbreak.