Stupid

Stupid

I had been so stupid.

Ginny had wanted me for all those years and I had not even given her the time of day. She had longed for me, but I had been obsessing over Cho. She had wanted me for all those years.

Then they stopped. Her feelings for me had stopped. She fell in love with someone else. At first, I was okay with it, but then everyone time I saw Draco and Ginny together, it was like tearing a piece of his soul away.

It took me forever to realize. The truth was right in front of me all the time. I fell in love with Ginny. Now I was the one who wanted her. But, she was with Draco now. Not me, but him, Draco.

That only gave me more of a reason to hate him. There was nothing positive out of my mouth whenever he was in earshot. But the thing is, he did not seem to care. He was with Ginny half the time and did not pay attention to me. I feel even worse.

My seventh year was my worst. My heart ached for Ginny every second of the day. Then I graduated. I left Ginny and my feelings for her at Hogwarts.

That is where I am now.

Back at Hogwarts. The feelings have come back. They are stronger then ever. Nothing really has changed from my first year. I might have grown taller, gotten some haircuts, and learned more, but really I am the same.

I am still the awkward, clumsy, eleven-year-old boy I was before. I didn't even know Ginny then. I wished I did not know her now. The feelings. They are bad. They make me feel like vomiting.

Draco proposed to her.

They make me feel like screaming at the top of my lungs.

She said yes.

They make me feel like lunging myself into a lake.

They got married.

They make me feel like dieing.

I never saw Ginny after her wedding day. She had Draco, why would she need me? She wouldn't. I leaned against the wall.

I came here to think. Even the familiar sight of the Gryffindor common room makes it worse. We had been here before.

Earlier today, I had watched students casually. They seem so carefree. Seeing them is a comfort somehow.

I walk up the stairs to my old dorm. Just the same as I remember. I walked over to my bed where I see a letter sitting. My curiosity gets the better of me and pick it up.

It is addressed to me. I open the letter slowly.

Harry,

How did I know you were going to be here tonight? I myself do not know. I guess seven years with you will do that. I know it's hard. You love her. Love stinks. Just ask Viktor and I.

You'll be okay. I know you will.

Hermione

A smile makes it way onto my face. Hermione was always there for me. She is the person who catches me if I fall. She seemed to know everything before I told her.

Hermione. She is such a good friend, and so loving, caring, and great. She is perfect, except for one thing:

She is not Ginny.