Ginny and Harry's monologue

Ginny and Harry's Monologue

By: Sarah

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Harry Potter. The two words that make my heart melt. Why can't he see me? Am I invisible? Just his best friend's little sister? No, I don't think I am, after all, Seamus doesn't ignore me, and he never leaves me alone! The only thing I wish right now is that the great Harry Potter would love me for me, and not leave me.

Ginny Weasley. The two words that make me go into a daze. I wish I could hold her. She likes me, I know, because it's so obvious! But I can't, I just can't. Ron would kill me. He still thinks of her as a little girl, his little sister, too little to do anything. But she's a grown woman! She's in her sixth year and I'm in my seventh. Why can I be brave when I'm fighting evil but not when it comes to girls?

I'm just a stupid Weasley; I kind of do understand why he ignores me. Why would the Great Harry Potter ever like a stupid Weasley? But still, he's best friends with Ron...why not me? Oh I wish Hermione were here to help me! But knowing her, she's at the library.

HELP ME! Why can't I just do it? Ask her? Why? Am I really that chicken? I know I like her, I know I do! Someone knock some sense into me! Where's Ron when I need to talk! With Hermione in the library, no doubt.

That's it, I'm going to the common room, I just hope he's down there! I'm going to ask him before he leaves Hogwarts, this may be my last chance to ask him that! I can't lose it! I'll just walk down there, and see if anyone's with him. If there isn't, I'll ask him. If there is, I'll ask him to go for a walk to the astronomy tower. Maybe then I can get up my courage.

Playing chess with Neville is so boring! Maybe I'll go for a walk to clear my head. I'll ask her tomorrow, at least we aren't leaving Hogwarts for another month, so I have some time to work up the courage. I look up, and there she is, coming down the stairs from her dormitory. God, she's beautiful. Maybe I'll ask her for a walk. "Ginny would you like to go for a walk with me?"

Oh goodness, he asked me first. This isn't going to plan, but all is well still. "Sure Harry." Maybe he'll ask me first! Then at least I won't feel so awkward. Oh I do hope he does! At least we're alone in the hallway now. No more Neville to make me nervous. "So Harry, what's been going on lately?"

"Nothing much, how about you?" No, nothing much, except all I think about is you; If you want to call that nothing. Oh come on Harry! Work up some courage! You have to ask her! She won't be around forever! Only a month, and this is probably the only time alone you'll have with her during that time! Just ask her stupid!

"Nothing much either." Okay, I'll give him about 3 more minutes until I ask him. Please, please, PLEASE HARRY! Ask me! Why does this stuff have to be so complicated?

"Ginny, I really need to ask you something. Will you please be my girlfriend? I've been meaning to ask you this for a long time, I just never had the courage. And this seemed like a perfect opportunity. So, will you? Be my girlfriend, that is?" Okay, I did it, now for the wait that seems like eternity.

I can't speak. He actually did it. He asked me to be his girlfriend. I want to say yes, but I can't speak. What should I do? I know, the only thing that I've wanted to do for years. As I reach up to put my hand behind his neck, he gives me a confused look. As I press my lips to his, he relaxes. This seems totally natural, like it's meant to be. I fit perfectly in his arms, and I don't care if anyone sees us. Well, maybe Ron, but that's it.

Wow. The only thing I can think of is hoping this lasts forever. As I wrap my arms around her waist, she leans into me. She's so beautiful. Her hair smells like roses, satiny and silky. Her skin is so smooth and soft. Please God let this moment last forever!

As I break to look at his handsome face, he gazes into my eyes, studying me. "What?" I asked. "I can't believe I waited this long to do this," he replied. I take his hand, and lead him back to the common room, now deserted. I motion for him to sit on the couch in front of the fire, and he does. I sit next to him, with his arm around my shoulder. As I stare into the fire, I know everything between us is going to last, even with the everlasting threat of You-know-who.

As I sit here, staring at the flames, I realize everything is going to be okay. I know the love between me and Ginny will last for a long time, and not even Voldemort will tear that apart.