You can't save me

Chapter Sixteen: "Rubbish"

Harry's Point of View

Everything seemed to be finally okay. Life finally seemed worth living for. I finally felt happy for the first time in over a year. This is worth being alive.

It was all too good to be true though, too good to last forever.

I was sitting in the library, trying to write an essay for History of Magic. Then Ginny started walking towards me with a very large smile on her face.

"Hey there Harry." said Ginny happily.

"What do you want Ginny?" I asked blankly with a raised eye brow.

"I just wanted to ask if you would like to accommodate me to the next Hogsmeade visit." said Ginny sweetly.

"Actually I was gonna hang with Ron and Hermione on the next visit, maybe another time." I said trying to be as polite as possible.

"You may wanna reconsider that Harry." said Ginny with an evil smirk.

"And why would I do that." I said while standing up.

"I have a proposition." said Ginny.

"And what might that be?" I asked hesitantly.

"Go on a date with me." said Ginny bluntly.

"Not in a million years and I have a date with Fred coming up anyway." I said.

"You know he's dating Angelina Johnson right?" said Ginny while covering up a giggle.

"Why would he asked me out if he was with her?" I asked while my eye brows furrowed.

"Because he's messing with your heart. He's fucking with your head." said Ginny. Her evil smirk returning once again.

"No Fred wouldn't do that." I said with a weak smile.

"Are you sure? He's my brother. I know him way better than you." said Ginny.

"You lie a lot so why would I believe anything you say." I snapped back.

"Still, I've known him longer than you ever have." said Ginny back.

"And still I'm not going on a date with you." I said smirking back.

"If you don't then I'll tell everyone your secrets." said Ginny with an evil smile.

"Who would believe you?" I said.
"Who would believe a 15 year old girl trying to spread rumors about the Boy who lived?" I asked sarcastically.

"I have my ways. I can get proof. I could make your life hell in a heartbeat believe or not. But that could not happen if you date me." said Ginny simply.

"You know... If we're talking facts, you're on my life dept. You should be kissing my shoes, showing your gratitude towards me. Because who saved your life in the chamber of secrets, me. You wouldn't be here, black mailing me if I never saved you.  You wouldn't be here if it weren't for me. You owe your life to me because I saved yours." I said taking steps towards her and with our height differences I looked rather intimidating.

"Please I was 11; I don't owe you a damn thing." said Ginny sharply.

"And I was 12; so you owe me everything." I said back,  taking another step forward. 

"Rubbish." said Ginny with a look of pure disgust taking over her face.

"I can make it happen Potter. Don't push my limits. I'm trying really hard to make this easy on you but you are making this way harder than it needs to be." said Ginny through gritted teeth.

"Who said this was gonna be simple. I'm Harry fucking Potter incase  you didn't know. My life isn't simple!!" I said finally snapping.

"So fuck whatever proof you got because I'm not dating you." I said gathering my books and essay so I could leave the library.

Then Ginny did something that I never thought she would turn to. She grabbed my left arm rather roughly causing me to wince in pain. And with the luck {Not that I really have any} I seem to be lacking neither of my arms were bandaged. Ginny rolled up my long sleeve shirt to reveal many scars and cuts that lingered across my arm. Before I could stop her or comprehend  what was even happening. 

She took a picture of my arm. And she somehow managed to fit my face in there too.

"There's my proof." said Ginny smirking.

"I could show this picture to everyone." said Ginny while showing me the picture. "But that could quickly change if you would just date me." said Ginny while playing the role of fake innocence.

"The choice is yours. We can make this simple and easy and we could just be a couple or we could not be a couple and I'll show this picture to everyone." said Ginny while showing me the picture on her phone once again.

"But this is only simple for you." I said quietly, now at the verge of tears.

This was  a win-win situation for her. There was no getting out of this for me.

"F-Fine I'll d-date y-you..." I said quietly while trying to hold in my tears.

"Great." said Ginny smirking. "Now to cover up the ground rules." said Ginny smiling evilly.

Once the words left her mouth I felt like I was now consumed, utterly engulfed by a dark, endless pit of despair.

"You are no longer allowed to hang out with Ron or Hermione. You are not allowed to hangout with anyone and I mean anyone unless I am around. You aren't allowed to owl anyone unless I read the letter first. And you are not allowed to contact anyone through your phone, that includes Fred and George." said Ginny lastly before she stared up at me.

My heart shattered when she said I wasn't allowed to talk to Fred. I finally told him that I liked him and he liked me back. But it went away. Poof like dust. Only then did I let my tears fall.

"How do you know I won't just kill myself." I said while staring deep into her eyes, practically killing her in my head.

"Rubbish. If you were really gonna do it you would've already. You can cut and starve yourself all you want but you'll never kill yourself. You don't have the courage to do it even as a Gryffindor." said Ginny.

I finally had enough. I finished packing my bag and began walking to the Gryffindor common room. 

Once I reached my destination Ron was there in our dorm. He gave me a soft smile causing tears to fill my eyes almost immediately. I ran into the restroom and broke down.

I was gonna missed him most of all. He was the first person who saw me as Harry and not as The Boy Who Lived. I could hear him knocking and trying to get in and it caused me to cry more. This was worst than a summer at the Dursleys because even then I could still look forward to seeing Ron. 

I stayed there all night. I never slept. I didn't move or mutter a single word. I just sat there on the ground allowing my thoughts to torment me to sleep.

This felt like hell. Worst than hell. 

Word Count:1238

{I'm honestly so fucking sorry for this chapter. It really pained me to write this. I'm also very sorry for the lack of updates on both stories I've been very busy lately and I haven't had the time to actually post a chapter but I'll try to make more time to do so. I hope you are doing well!!}