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What Hurts The Most - Sa13+ The teenage girl busied herself with the papers sitting on her desk. She flicked on her muggle radio, letting the music flow around her. Sitting down on the desk, she sighed, the stress of her work nagging at her. What hurts the most was being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away. And never knowing what could've been and not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do. Not seeing that loving you is what I was trying to do. I twisted my head towards the radio, and switched it off. The song ended and I quickly jotted the title down on a piece of parchment. I ran my fingers through my long black hair as I stood up, tucking the piece of parchment into my jeans pocket. A knock at the door sounded through the house and I walked over to it, expecting it to be Padma. Opening the door, I saw exactly what I expected. "Hey, Padma!!" Padma took my hand and dragged my out of my house, closing and locking the door behind me. Padma grinned as she dragged me down the street towards one of the ministry's cars. How she got it, I really wouldn't know. We hopped in and I took the piece of parchment out of my pocket. "You ever listened to this song?" I questioned, waving the paper in front of Padma's face. Padma snatched it and slowly nodded her head. "Oh, yeah! It's Amber's favourite song! Um... Why?" I nodded my head. "Oh. No reason really." Padma nodded with a look of disbelief. "Ok. Right. Whatever you say." ~*~*~*~*~*~ I wandered alone through the streets of Diagon Alley when a girl with curly brown hair stopped in front of me. "Hello," she said, a smile forming on her lips. She lifted her left hand and ran her fingers through her beautiful curly hair. I saw an engagement ring on her ring finger as she lowered her hand. She gasped, noticing I had seen the ring. "You weren't supposed to see that. Nobody's knows yet." She turned pink and sighed. Putting her arms around me, she said, "It's so great to see you again!! It's been so long!" I laughed to myself, realizing it was Hermione. "I didn't recognize you there at first," I replied as she pulled away from me. Hermione giggled. "It's the hair, isn't it? I managed to tame it. You like it?" I nodded my head frantically then pointed at the ring on her finger. "Ron?" She grinned widely, blushing. "Of course! Can you believe after all that bickering, we're together?" I shook my head, no. "It was kinda obvious you liked each other." Hermione glared at me. "And no one told me? Oh, whatever. Anyway, you been to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes yet? Oh, speaking of that. You should go to Hogsmeade with me!" "I haven't been inside the Weasley's Wheezes yet." I looked at her hard. "What's in Hogsmeade I should see? And, after I see the Wheezes, I'll go with you. Only because of my curiosity." Hermione grinned and she took my hand, leading me towards the joke shop This story is dedicated to Mischa and Drey. |
Cool start! post more please... |
Great so far... Post more... -Bethany |
Great post keep going please PAMS PAMS |
*Mischa pops in and reads the first post* Wow, Ash, babe! that is well written! I love it! I feel so special that you dedicated it to me! and Drey as well! I really can't wait for more of this, so please update when you can babe! I love ya! :glomp: |
Ohh. There's only going to be two or three updates.. Keep that in mind ;) And.. Er.. Yeah. Thank you guys for reading this!! :glomp: I'l lpost the next little bit in a couple of days! |
I liked that it was good. i liked it hope to read more soon. -me |
We went into the Three Broomsticks for a quick drink, and then we set off through the village. We stopped in front of what used to be Zonko's. "They've finally got a location here. Both of them should be in here. If not, Fred'll be with Angelina no doubt." "Where would George be?" I asked, looking slightly confused. Hermione turned to look at me and didn't say anything. I followed her into the shop, frowning slightly. "Hermione! Ron ain't here! He's-" The red-head paused in mid-sentence. "Well, well. Look what we've got here. How are you?" I looked up at him. "Fred or George?" "George. Fred is-" "Off with Angelina. Got it. I'm fine. It's nice to see you again since you're nice little take off from school." "Thanks. Want anything? On me. Just because I'm in a good mood today." He wandered behind the counter, plopping down on a chair. I shook my head and turned to Hermione. "Was this what you wanted to show me?" "Nope. But I'm not going with you to what I wanted to show you. I'm pretty sure you can remember where the Shrieking Shack is." Hermione turned her back on me and left the shop leaving me and George alone. I sighed and looked up at George. Suddenly, the song started playing. I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house that don't bother me. I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out. I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even though going on with you gone still upsets me. There are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay but that's not what gets me. I stared hard at George. He shrugged and watched me. I spun around and walked over to the front door. Its hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go but I'm doing it. Its hard to force that smile when I see your old friends and I'm alone. Still harder getting up getting dressed living with this regret but I know if I could do it over I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart that I left unspoken I wandered towards the Shrieking Shack, the words of the song tearing at my heart. I rounded the corner to see a dark-haired boy sitting on the fence surrounding the Shrieking Shack. I stood, staring blankly at the back of his head, then I turned suddenly, disapparating from my spot. |
Wait a second this sarah? lol well i like it and is that dark haird boy the boy wonder who lived lol well i want more more i tell you lol but it's good you write a great one shot. -sarah |
I love this so far! And my name is Sarah as well... :o Anyways, great start! Can't wait for more |
Who is the person speaking? I've been trying to think of who it is. Might be made up, but I think that it is . . . well why give my speculation. We want to know who it really is! Yeah, I think that I'm breaking the Sarah thing. I'm Jessica. All the same post please! |
Ash, I want more!! You gotta tell Drey-Drey about this! oh! I'll tell her! *dances* |
-been wondering for awhile...- Who's the 'I' in the story? Will it be said? :P PAMSOID! |
There's only one person who knows who the 'I' is.. Besides me.. I think :erm: And she isn't allowed to tell :P Anyway, I'll post the next little bit after I finish.. What I'm doing.. The 'I' will be told, like, at the very end of the story. Trust me ^_^ |
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ASHLYN!!! ZOMG!!! I love that song!!! And I love this fic!!!! Who is the narrator?!?!!?!? Spilllllll!!!! lol Love it!!!! ~Rose |
Hermione had invited me to the burrow, and I knew Luna Lovegood lived near-by. I wandered through Ottery St. Catchpole, coming up to a hill. "Stoatshead Hill," a dreamy voice stated. I spun around to see Luna looking up at the sky with her protuberant eyes. "Hello, Luna," I replied, as she twisted her head to look at me. "Do you know what Hermione is going to tell us?" she asked, as Neville came up behind her. I shook my head, cocking my head to the left. I gave Neville a small smile. They wandered away towards the Burrow, leaving me all alone. I walked slowly up the hill, right to the top. A dark-haired boy was sitting at the top of the hill, hugging his knees to his chest. I sighed heavily, and sat down beside him. He turned his emerald-green eyes on me. "So you still esist, do you? Better then some people.." I blinked. "Pardon? Of course I'm still.." I paused. "Who died?" I asked, flicning at the glare he gave me. "Ginny," he stated, turning his head away from me. A few tears escaped his eyes, rolling down his cheeks. "Oh. I'm-" I choked on the last word, causing him to look at me. "I'm sorry," I managed to get out on the second try. He shrugged his shoulders, his green eyes boring into me. "I'll live. Not like she was.. The girl I fell in love with in my sixth year. She changed over the years, before I got a chance to be with her again. She went out with Dean again at one point, much to the dislike of Amber." I couldn't help but giggle at his mention of Amber. He smiled through his tears. "Then she died. More like, got hit with a killing curse but..." He sighed deeply. "Seriously, I'm sorry." I paused. "Did you ever fall in love again?" I asked, taking a chance. He nodded his head slowly. "Yeah, I guess I did." "Who?" I chanced again. "I can't tell you that," he replied. I blinked confusedly. "Uh. Why not?" He turned his head towards me, smiling slightly. "Because..." |
Ash, I'm gonna kick your booty woman! leaving us hanging like that! Omg, you don't know how much I love this fic! and I'm wondering about this song. Can you gave me teh title and the singer? |
What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts Therefore.. It ain't mine.. I just really like the song.. That and I am and will, I swear, post the next bit tomorrow... Unless I can't get on the computer :whistle: |
Lol, I love the song as well :P But YAY! Was begging to assume it was Ginny, but then I was thinking, 'maybe that's what she WANTS us to think and it's really just a character she made up herself or sumthin'... Yeah, well... PAMSOID! |
AWWW ASH!! :glomp: thanks for the dedication! :glomp:x10000. I am LOVING this fic hun! It's beautiful. Ahh cliffies.. can't handle it. lol. Post more hun! It's great! Rascall Flatts; :pfd: love em! |
He leaned towards me and then a voice called for him. "Oi! Harry! We're waiting.." A red-head come up to the top of the hill, looking at Harry and I. "Well, hello there. Wasn't really expecting you." "Hermione invited me," I replied, standing up. "Why would she do that? Not like we're doing anything special." I smiled at him innocently as Harry stood beside me. "Well, aren't you telling people about you and Hermione, Ron?" I asked, looking over at Harry, unsure if he knew. Ron was silent for a moment as we started heading to the burrow. "Hey!!" he said suddenly, looking at me. "How did you know about the engagement?" "Hermione told me! That's the reason I'm here," I stated. "I think..." "You think?" Harry questioned. He opened his mouth to say something else but then we realized we were standing in front of the Burrow, Harry opened the door to let me in, and he just shut the door on Ron. I wandered over to sit beside Hermione, who was trying hard not to laugh at the expression on Ron's face. |
Aww Ashlyn this is so cute! I love it and I think I know who Harry likes ;) PAMS dear! |
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:lol: Heck, yes I know what you're talking about!!!! Those two are sooo cute when they fight!!!! hehe! I can't wait for me my love!!! |
Ooooooh!! Cassie!! *tackleglomps* I'm glad you like it! :) Quote:
They are? Yeah, I guess so.. Hermione and Ron are cute too when they fight :evil: *giggles* Especially in your story Mischa. They (not r/hr) are pretty cute when they fight... |
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