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      Why I can't love you.
      Category: Books » Harry Potter  Censor:  PG   Genre:  Romance   Reviews:  
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AN: Just something that popped into my head. Sorry its so short, but I need to 
spend more time on "Muitiigus Avolo en Talen Accumular"
Disclaimer: All that’s mine is the plot. For more G/H read "I DO".
Why I can’t love you
I had had enough of this. For more years then I could remember, I had been 
fawning over Harry. And he seemed to always just shrug me off. But this year, 
no... today, I would find out why. He was, after all staying in my house, and I 
deserved that much. 
I caught him on his way to the bathroom. I grabbed him by him arm (good god, I 
was touching his arm!) and spun him around. Ok, I said to myself, Time to get 
assertive. I almost lost it when he looked at me, but I remembered my "mission". 
I swallowed, and lifted my chin. In the strongest voice I could muster, I let 
out
"Harry? Why won’t you go out with me?"
He looked more than taken aback. I thought I had killed him, the look on his 
face was so tortured. After his eyes had all but fallen out of his head, he 
started kicking around a pile of dirt only he could see. Was Harry Potter, 
slayer of world evil....afraid to answer?
"Gins.... Look. I want to but...." 
"Look." I said, before I could lose my wit "Unless you have a solid reason why 
you would never go out with me, I don’t want to hear it. None of this ‘I don’t 
want to ruin our friendship’ crud."
He took a step back, and I swear, he almost shed a tear. Then, faster then I 
knew what happened, He had rushed back into Ron’s room and locked the door. 
Furious, I stomped back to mine, and slammed the door with all the strength I 
could muster. 
That night, A letter was forced under the crack in my door. At first, I didn’t 
want to read it, but then I opened it up. Inside was a picture of me, Except I 
never remembered taking it. I was standing next to Harry, and we had our arms on 
each other’s shoulders. Now, I might be forgetful, but if I was EVER that close 
to Harry I would remember it. At the bottom, was a post-it with Harry’s 
handwriting on it. Pulling it off, I quickly gazed at what he had written and 
gasped.
Ginny-
Don’t remember this picture?
You shouldn’t.
Because that’s not you in it.
It’s my mum
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