My True Love, Ginny Weasley.

Chapter One: Waiting for her

I lean against the tree, waiting once again. She always misses class. I’m becoming use to it. Soon enough she comes hurrying towards the tree line. As she comes closer, I slink into the forest. There’s no reason she needs to know that I wait for her every day. No reason for her to know how I really feel…

“Jake?” A voice asks.

I freeze. She found me. Slowly, very slowly, I turn around and face her. The bright brown eyes and flaming red hair that I’ve fallen in love with stare into my light blue eyes. Although I’m pretty sure she can see into my soul.

“Yes?” I say.

“Why are you out here? Don’t you have potions this hour?” Ginny questions.

“Oh… um… yes… I… I just needed to take a walk.”

“In the Forbidden Forest?”

“Um…”

“Just get to class. Snape will kill you if you’re this late.”

“It’s safer just to run back to the common room now. He’d probably take points from Gryffindor if I went to class now.”

“True.”

“So… I’ll see you at lunch.”

“Yeah. Now go before another Professor catches you.”

“Yeah. Later.”

“Bye.”

I turn and start jogging back towards the castle. *Stupid, stupid, stupid.* I reprimand myself for stuttering like a fool. It’s useless to try and tell her how I feel anyway. She fancies Harry Potter. How can I compete with the Boy Who Lived?

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                I reach the castle and quickly run to the Gryffindor common room. Before the Fat Lady can ask for the password, I shout it out and jump through the portrait hole. Sitting on the couch in front of the fireplace is James, my oldest brother. He grins as he sees me.

                “Skipping class?” James smiles.

                “I was late anyway. Snape would’ve taken points.” I frown.

                “Good point. Why the long face?”

                “She still doesn’t know.”

                “Then tell her!”

                “It isn’t that easy!”

                “It is too that easy. I do it all the time, so does Alex.”

                “But that’s different! I’m actually in love with her.”

                “Yeah. I guess you’re right.”

                “I’m going to go lay down. It’s not even lunch and it’s already been a long day.”

                “Yeah. Night.”

                “Night.”

                I walk up to my dorm and flop on the bed. My eyes flutter close and images of bright brown eyes and flaming red hair invade my mind. Soon enough I’m dreaming about my best friend, only to be awoken by one thought.* She may never know how I feel.* The thought is really depressing actually. Throwing away all thought, I fall into a dreamless sleep.