Life and lies. (A Hinny Fanfic)
The sun rose above the castle as the last shouts of joy were heard. Some people were mourning and many were celebrating. Because vodemort is dead. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is dead. The man who cause so much pain and torure, is dead.
I'm sitting in the great hall at the moment. My head resting on my mums shoulder. Tears falling steadily down both of our faces. I see Harry standing across the hall, talking quietly to Proffessar Mcgonagal. I want to run up to him and kiss him full on the lips. But I can't, not yet anyway. There will be time so much time, if I just wait a little longer.
Eventually I see him leave the hall and head towards the feild where Dumbledors tomb is. I want to follow him but I don't. I know he needs his space at the moment. Speaking of space, I need to get away from everything. All of the mourners. All of the celebraters. And all of the bodies. I stand up, teeling my mother I need air, and head outside. To the tree. The tree that we used to spend all of our time together at.
Just me and him.
Here no one can see you.
Here I can think.
I sit down and lean agaisnt the tree. Feeling the bark scratch and tug at my shirt. I start thinking about all that has happened in the last year. So many people had died.
Fred.
George has lost his other half.
His partner in crime.
Remus and Tonks.
Teddy will no have to grow up like Harry, parentless.
Colin.
Deniss will be crushed.
Even Snape I feel bad for.
So many more have lost their lives because of Tom.
And then theres Harry.
His entire life was torn apart at the age of one.
Always being expected to do some huge task to save the world.
Always being pitied.
All because of Tom.
I hear soft footsteps from begind me and I imedietly know who it is. But I don't turn around.
I thought he was dead.
I thought that my life was ruined.
I thought that I would never be able to function.
To love again.
But no. He's here and alive. "Ginny?" His voice sounds raspy and dry. But I don't turn around. I hear the footsteps come closer. The grass crunches as he bends down and puts a hand on my shoulder. "Ginny." He whispers again, this time, I turn around. I havn't seen him up close in months, what I see is terribble. His eyes are dark and sunken. His skin pale and dry. And his hair, well, messy as always. He's gone through so much the past year.
Its easy to tell.
"Ginny." He whsipers my name again.
His eyes pleading for forgiveness.
This time, I give it.
How can I not right now?
I slowly lean my head closer to his, my eyes fluttering closed.
His hand comes up my neck, slowly pulling me closer.
Just before our lips are touching, I whisper. "I missed you." Before closing the gap.
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heyyyy. so im not really used to writing like this so please bear with me. hope you liked it!!!
