Hating You for Loving Me

To Be Loved

"Ginny! Ginny!"

"Later Mum.... I'm reading...."

"Ginevra Molly Weasley! There's an owl for you. Come down this instant! I will not have this THING pecking at me." Mrs. Weasley yelled.

I winced when I heard mum say my middle name, and I ran down the stairs, because I know better then to test my mum's patience. Especially when she addresses me by my full name.

At the bottom of the stairs stood a black and white owl. Instantly a name popped into my head. Cedric. Tears came to my eyes when I thought of Cedric, the boy that I loved and always would love. Only Cedric's owl Aragon was black and white. But how could it be? Cedric had been dead for almost seven weeks. When he died I locked myself in my room for a week crying, opening my door to no one not even Hermione. Nobody knew how close I was with Cedric, nor did they know how much I loved him. Aragon patiently stood there, sticking out his foot to remind me that he had a letter for me. I wiped the tears from my eyes and took the letter from his foot. The envelope was a light spring green. My favorite color. I smiled. It was addressed in elegant script to: Miss Ginevera Weasley. I put the letter in my pocket, gave Aragon a treat and went back to my bedroom, the only peace that I could find in a house with brothers watching my every move.

I opened the letter, it wasn't dated but it definitely was Cedric's writing. I started to read the letter in silence, only hearing the sound of crickets chirping.

Ginny,

I'm going to die... It'll all be over soon, the pain in my heart will be gone forever and so will I; I'm not looking forward to being away from you forever, but what is to be done will be done. Even though by the time you receive this letter I'll have gone to a better place, remember that no one can change my feelings towards you, not even the "boy who lived".

I was told by Harry to stay away from you, actually in his exact words: "Keep away from Ginny." He wanted to protect the little girl who was like a sister to him, but he was jealous of me, after all Cho loved me at the time. And even though she found out the girl I loved was you not her, she still remained as loyal to me as a dog to its owner.

Remember in your second year, how I bumped into you at the Library you were reading some book that no one would read except you. What was the title? Oh yes, it was Famous Famous Female Quidditch Players And Their Brooms.. I would sit next to you silently admiring you, from your ruby red hair to you chocolate eyes, and you were thinking of something else although you pretended hard to be reading. In this silence some how we got to know each other.

I remember how you adored Harry Potter, you dreamt of being on the Gryffindor Quidditch team just so you could go see him at practice. You secretly told me your dream of becoming an Auror. Yes, I was surprised to hear from you that you wanted to be an Auror, which is an awful dangerous job for a girl like you. But nonetheless I said nothing.

There was the Yule Ball. I saw you suddenly burst into tears before you fled the ballroom. You have no idea how much it hurt me just to see you cry. So I followed you. You were surprised to see me walking silently behind you. You accused me of stalking you, but I assure you I only wished to comfort you when you needed comfort most.

I always tried to be your protector, your best friend, a pillow when you needed someone to lean on, and your light in the pitch-black night. But I wanted to be something more, I wanted to be your prince in this fairy tale. I hated myself for falling in love with you. But I couldn't help it with your beautiful looks, your kind heart, and your smile that could make anybody that you want fall in love with you.

If there is an afterlife, promise me Ginny that you'll allow me to be with you every second, every minute, every year of your life.

I love you forever,

Cedric Diggory

I put the letter on my bed, and I cried again, not for Cedric or for me, but for the both of us. I recognized how blind and stupid I was. Cedric loved me, he didn't love Cho, he loved me! How long I cried, I have no idea, because I lost track of time. I hated myself for loving him, and I hated him even more for loving me: to be loved is a wonderful thing but it can break your heart.

Author's notes: This is my first one shot! Please R&R (Read & Review)!!! And I want to thank my beta Jas Black. Thank you!