Post by Rehy on May 15, 2007 13:43:08 GMT -5
Did this for a comp on Wand Ho!
Dear Diary,
I have a problem. A big problem, and I don't know how to explain it. I suppose I must start from where it all began.
It began with a look, a gaze. We passed eachother in the corridor, I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. He had such wonderful eyes. They could be cold at times, but at times they could be warm and loving. Though I didn't see it, there was a connection that moment.
The next thing that happened, you won't believe. It was a blackout. It was a magical blackout and we were in the same room, sitting on the same bench. Somehow, we had managed to be sitting next to each other. I gropped around searching for Harry's hand. I touched a hand, but it wasn't Harry's hand. It was warm, and calused, friendly.
I was about to pull my hand away when his other hand slipped onto mine. He whispered to me, "you can keep it there, I won't bite."
I found myself about to giggle and restrained myself. I smiled a little bit and didn't move my hand. It was good he held his hand in mine, it was beautiful. At some point I fell asleep, when I awoke the blackout had ended and he was gone.
I recongized that voice. It was Draco Malfoy. And I have to admit, I'm in love. How am I supposed to tell Harry. He would never understand. He's never felt something as true as this...
What to do? ---
Ginny
Dear Diary,
I have a problem. A big problem, and I don't know how to explain it. I suppose I must start from where it all began.
It began with a look, a gaze. We passed eachother in the corridor, I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. He had such wonderful eyes. They could be cold at times, but at times they could be warm and loving. Though I didn't see it, there was a connection that moment.
The next thing that happened, you won't believe. It was a blackout. It was a magical blackout and we were in the same room, sitting on the same bench. Somehow, we had managed to be sitting next to each other. I gropped around searching for Harry's hand. I touched a hand, but it wasn't Harry's hand. It was warm, and calused, friendly.
I was about to pull my hand away when his other hand slipped onto mine. He whispered to me, "you can keep it there, I won't bite."
I found myself about to giggle and restrained myself. I smiled a little bit and didn't move my hand. It was good he held his hand in mine, it was beautiful. At some point I fell asleep, when I awoke the blackout had ended and he was gone.
I recongized that voice. It was Draco Malfoy. And I have to admit, I'm in love. How am I supposed to tell Harry. He would never understand. He's never felt something as true as this...
What to do? ---
Ginny
