Sk8ter Boi

He was a boy
She was a girl
Can i make it any more obvious

Ginny sighed as she looked around her. Sitting on the edge of the lake, it was quite peaceful. Watching the giant squid propel itself across the lake, she let her mind waver. She thought of him...

He was a punk
She did ballet
What more can i say

He was a normal teenage boy. He differed from her so much...A Slytherin, handsome, and mysterious. Blonde hair, grey eyes, and a smile that made her heart melt... Meanwhile, she was slightly behind, her hair was too frizzy, and her life was an open book. So why was she thinking of him here?

He wanted her
She'd never tell

Secretly she wanted him as well

He'd asked her out a few days ago...yet she said no. Why was that? Was it because there were others around, she didn't want them to reject her? Why was she so horrible as to say no? She loved him, but too she loved her family. She had no idea what he saw in her. She was nothing, a nobody...he'd said it himself a while ago, she was 'the lowest of the low'.

But why was she thinking this? Why was she regretting?

But all of her friends
Stuck up their nose
They had a problem with his baggy clothes

Of course, her friends, her family. They'd never accept it. Her parents might, and Hermione might, but her brothers and friends wouldn't. They called him the 'lowest of the low'. No one seemed to understand him. He was stylish of course, he was a model student...but all because of his father, no one seemed to care. Percy might think he was slightly decent, she thought with a smile, as he was also a prefect.

Oh well, she'd best go back inside, the next class would start soon.

He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
She had a pretty face
But her head was up in space
She needed to come back down to earth

5 years from now
She sits at home
Feeding the baby she's all alone

Ginny sighed and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione smiled and patted her shoulder. "C'mon, Gin, don't kill yourself over it...it's your vacation, remember? Relax and kick back. Have a little fun."

"I know Hermione, I just can't get him out of my head. (A/N-no, I didn't plan it that way, to come out like that as a song title) It's been only a few months, yet it feels like forever...I miss him, Hermione, I really do."

"Shh...Gin, don't cry, it's ok...Harry died a heros death and you can't blame yourself over it."

"I know, Herm, it's just..."

"Well, come on then, relax. Little Harry's asleep, why don't you put him to bed and we'll get out minds off of the qizarding world for a while."

"Alright, if you say so..." Ginny got up and put Harry Potter jr to bed, then cam back out. Hermione turned on the TV, then handed Ginny the remote.

She turns on tv
Guess who she sees
Skater boy rockin up MTV

"Hermione...that's...that's not...it can't be!" She stared at the screen as he appeared on the screen, guitar in hand, talking with a few people. It couldn't be...could it?

"Yes, Ginny, that's him, that's Draco. You didn't know? He left the Wizarding world after his mom died...snapped his wand and everything. He said it's the only reason he ever put up with his father is because of his mother."

She calls up her friends
They already know

And they've all got
Tickets to see his show

"I...I didn't know that. Can...can I use some Floo Powder?"

"Sure...but, why? Oh, contacting your buddies...look, we all know... we got tickets last week. You could come, we have an extra. I know the girls won't mind."

"You...you really think so? Could I?" Hermione nodded. "Thanks, Herm."

She tags along
Stands in the crowd
Looks up at the man that she turned down
He was a skater boy
She said see you later boy
He wasn't good enough for her
Now he's a super star
Slammin on his guitar
Does your pretty face see what he's worth?

Ginny looked up. His hair was longer now, and it shook up and down as he moved his head. She looked at all of her friends, who, so long ago, had said to avoid him. Now all they were talking about was how cool it would be to be with him. Yet it was her fault, not her friends...she too had agreed and told herself he was bad news.

She turned and left, went into the bathroom. But why, why, why did she have to do it? He wasn't low, he wasn't evil...he was a human being, one whom she should have listened to.

"Ginny...Ginny? Ginny, are you in here?" Hermione looked around for her friend, but she wasn't there. "Ginny, please come out...I want to talk with you."

"Why? Why did I do it? Why did I have to listen to everyone?"

"Oh, Ginny...don't beat yourself up like this. Don't kill yourself over it. I did the same thing...remember?"

"I know, but...I should have listened to myself more. Instead I just shrugged it off, like it was nothing. I should have said yes. Things may have been different. Harry may be alive, I might have a job..."

"Ginny, stop blaming yourself. You did what you thought was right-"

"But it ended up being wrong."

"Ginny, you've used a time-turner before. Didn't that tell you how much -and how little- people can change things?"

"I know, but if I don't blame myself, then-"

"-then blame You-Know-Who. Not you, not Harry, not Draco. Him."

Ginny sighed as she looked at her moving photo of Draco and his singer girlfreind.

"Look, Ginny, I got that signed for you-see what it says." Ginny turned it over and read

-Ginny

Sorry girl but you missed out
We are more than just good friends
This is how the story ends
Too bad that you couldn't see,
See the man that I could be
There is more that meets the eye
She sees the soul that is inside

Finis