Waiting for You

I´ve been wondering where you are.

Off, perhaps, on another adventure? Or, maybe, just out with your friends looking for clues about a suspicious person... I guess, I would never know, huh? I don´t think I´m even considered as part of your little group.

I know that I´ll never be - a part of your group, that is. You have spent too much of your life together that I know I´ll never catch up with you. But sometimes, I wish you would notice me, not even as a significant other... just a friend would suffice.

I worry about you, you know, and I think I´ve got good reason to. The perfect hero, everyone looks up to you. They love you, respect you, adore you, and idolize you, yet only a few really took the time to actually get to know you. They would back you up in the noblest cause; yet leave you to rot when a situation they´re not favorable to comes to rise. They judge you so easily, as if you´re some kind of angel who would never do a wrong thing.

I´m glad you found true friends, and I´m glad that my brother is part of that. He can be annoying at times and quite on the jealous side, but he´ll throw everything away to help you when he sees your need. He is and perhaps will forever be the dense git that he is, but he is still my dense git of a brother, and I think I would know that, that is really just how he is.

You know, sometimes, I would wish that he weren´t your best friend. Kind of weird of me wouldn´t you think, but then, maybe you´d look at me differently if that were. Perhaps, you would see me as me, and not your best friend´s little sister. That is how you look at me right... nothing more than that...

The chiming of clocks brought me out of my thoughts. It´s already twelve o´clock... are you all right? I´ve been waiting for three hours here in this darkened common room of Gryffindor Tower... waiting for you to come through those doors. I´ve read all the lessons assigned to us, done all the homework and even read a few advanced chapters in the lesson. Won´t Hermione be proud? She said I´ve been improving in class. She doesn´t know I use it to pass the time waiting for you to come back every night.

Voices from outside the portrait made me swivel my head in that direction. At last you have arrived, exactly at the same time as the clock chimed two. I didn´t realize just how much time passed. I hope you got what you needed, or found what you wanted. I hope you didn´t get into trouble or got hurt in the process. I hope that you would go inside already and notice that I waited for you. I hope that you know just how much I cared and got scared because of you. I hope -

"I don´t know..."

"What do you mean you don´t know? We heard it ourselves!"

"Honestly! Keep your voice down. Do you want people to know just where we are?"

"B-but -"

"Hush! Let´s talk about it tomorrow okay? Harry needs sleep. All of us do."

"Okay, fine!"

The portrait door swung open and the three of you stepped in, all looking tired and sleepy yet somehow, fulfilled. I guess you got what you needed then, huh? I wanted to go up to you, to the three of you, and lend you help, but somehow, I didn´t. You all seemed so preoccupied now; I think you didn´t even notice me. I followed you with my eyes as you ascended the stairs that would lead to your dorm. Ron was behind you, trudging more slowly and somewhat, grudgingly.

Please, I plead inwardly, please look back, just once, to me. I wanted so much for you to see me, because you always seemed so blind when it comes to me. As if I didn´t exist outside the place that you have unknowingly placed me in.

My breathing stopped. Slowly, you glance backwards and I stared, frozen at that spot. Have you heard me? For once, you have heard me?

But it was nothing more than a false hope. You did indeed look back, but not at me... never at me. You looked back only to ask Ron something. He shook his head, yawned, and you yawned in his wake.

And I was left alone, once more, in this darkened common room of the Gryffindor Tower. It didn´t matter that I waited five hours for your return, nor that I stayed up late just for you. Not that the darkened corners of this room feels so chilly now, nor the fact that I felt so alone, once again.

You never noticed those things. Not when they're about me, anyway.

It doesn´t really matter. I´m just Ginny, Ron, your best friend's little sister.

But in spite of that, I´ll keep waiting for you. Waiting for the one moment that you´ll notice me; the one moment when you learn that I am not just my brother´s little sister.

The fire had long died, and my work had long been finished, but my purpose had just begun.

Fight hard and keep living, Harry. Live your life to the fullest and love everyone that you like. Strive for everything that you want to accomplish and work hard to finish your goals.

And I... I´ll still be here, waiting for you to notice me...