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Rejection: A Double-Edged Sword	By : brooklynvtc Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Ginny Views: 21247 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Seventeen
Harry Potter could not keep still. Every time he tried, his arms and fingers would twitch excessively from worry. He would constantly shift positions in his bed in the hospital wing, never quite able to get comfortable.
Which was a long time to lay down in discomfort... seeing as his stay in the hospital wing has been three days, so far.
Hermione and Ron came every day to visit him. Separately, of course, seeing as Ron was still dating Lavender and Hermione couldn't stand her being around, speaking to Ron in babying tones.
Hermione had ranted to Harry about all of this, of course. And he listened attentively, glad of the distraction from the dull hospital wing.
Luckily, Hermione also brought Harry his homework, as well as the detailed notes she took on rolls upon rolls of parchment paper.
It was during one of her visits, she had commented that he seemed rather frantic and antsy.
But he really couldn't help it... Ginny hadn't visited him in the hospital wing at all... and it had been three days since he had last seen her. It was now Friday... and the only coveted sight of red hair he had gotten was from Ron's visits... which didn't help with his predicament at all.
He had asked Ron why Ginny hadn't come to visit him, and Ron had responded that he hadn't the faintest idea. But he tried to reassure Harry that he had talked to Ginny, to try and persuade her to come visit him... Ron had said this as though it were a good thing. But it really only made Harry worry worse. Knowing that Ginny knew that he wanted her to visit him, but she actively decided not to.
What did he do to make her not want to spend time with him? Was he too harsh when they confronted Dean? Or did she want to confront Dean on her own, and was upset that Harry joined in on it as well?
He could honestly say that he didn't know. He was so confused at these turn of events. Everything had been going so well! He had thought that, at the very least, she liked to spend time with him... as friends, for the most part. Enough that she would at least check up on how he was doing with his head injury.
But instead, he was left with nothing but disappointment.
He sighed as he lay on his side, closing his eyes to try and have sleep find him. When a hand lightly touched his shoulder.
Harry turned his head, only to find Madam Pomfrey standing over him, a warm smile on her face.
"I figured that you weren't sleeping, seeing as you would sigh heavily every other minute, Mr. Potter..." She said this in a mockingly reprimanding tone, but Harry's face still colored and he dropped his gaze guiltily.
"Now, there is a visitor at the door for you, if you are up for it." Madam Pomfrey continued, after a minute passed with no response from him.
Harry perked up at the prospects of a visitor. He really wasn't sure if Ron or Hermione would show up today...
"Oh?" Harry asked, excitedly, "Who is it?"
Madam Pomfrey gave him an odd, knowing smile. "A young lady. Looked right determined to come talk to you, actually."
Harry froze and his heart thudded in his chest.
It couldn't be... could it? Had she finally decided to come? What would he say to her if she did? Would he ask why it took her so long? Or would he play it cool, and just be glad that she came at all?
All that Harry knew was that all was instantly forgiven when it came to Ginny. And that he would accept any excuse that she had to give him, if she had one at all...
She was his firecracker, after all. And she lit up his life.
"Yes, please. Send her in!" Harry replied enthusiastically to Madam Pomfrey.
She nodded her head and turned to grab Ginny, who was waiting at the door. As the matron went to go get his Ginny, Harry positioned himself in an upright position, his hands busying themselves with trying to flatten his erratic bed hair.
He may be in a hospital bed, but he still wanted to look nice for the girl that he fancied.
There were all sorts of butterflies fluttering around in his stomach, making him jittery in his excitement.
Then he realized that his vision was blurred and fumbled with his hand to try and find his glasses on the nightstand table.
It was as he found them, and scrambled to put them on his face, he sensed her approach. His vision was righted once again, and he beamed at her...
Which froze on his face, and he found that the butterflies in his stomach, died.
"Hi, Harry," Cho greeted him, nervously. Her fingers twisting at the fabric of her skirt. She gave him a fleeting smile, that had only one upturned corner of her lips.
Disappointment flashed heavily through him... so much so, that he slumped against the pillows of his bed.
"Hi Cho..." Harry said back, not even bothering to hide his contempt from his falsely risen hopes.
Cho bit her bottom lip, and fidgeted slightly before taking two steps closer, and finally asked, "How are you feeling?"
Harry shrugged one shoulder, as he relaxed further into the pillows. "Honestly? Like I should have been discharged days ago... but you know Madam Pomfrey..."
Cho shook her head, looking around the ward with new eyes. "No, actually. I don't. I've never had a trip to the hospital wing before..." Then she turned to him, a humorous look in her eye, "But I heard that you have been here quite frequently."
As she said this, she came even closer and took the liberty of sitting down in the chair next to his bed.
For some reason Harry found her comment to be very irritating, and he shifted uncomfortably. She would be a frequent visitor to the hospital wing, too, if she had a 'Dark Wizard' that wanted her dead...
"What brings you here now, then?" Harry asked, a slight sharpness to his tone.
Cho bit her lip again and reached out and took his hand. "I thought it obvious..." She said, leaning forward slightly, as she licked her lips nervously. "I came here to see you."
Then she leaned forward quickly, like a cobra snapping at its prey, and kissed him... AGAIN!
Harry turned his face away as soon as it had happened, the very moment their lips touched, and felt his anger building in his chest, threatening to burst out. "DAMMIT, Cho!"
Her kiss was as wet as the first time they had kissed... and Harry knew that it was because she had licked her lips beforehand. His stomach roiled in disgust, as he wiped his lips with the back of his hand. "Would you just stopkissing me?!"
Cho just sat there, staring at him with wide eyes. Shock and confusion evident on her face. "Bu-but I thought that you wanted me to..."
Harry glared at her, hard. "Well, I never said that I wanted it, did I? In fact, I told you on the train that I only wanted to be friends... now I don't even think that I want to be that!"
Cho's expression hardened now, as well. "And I told you that we hadn't even had the chance to really get to know each other, yet! If you would just try, you would see-"
"What if I don't want to try?" Harry interrupted, arguing right back. Remembering Ginny's words telling him to fight back on what he wants, and to not just give in. He tried to pry his hand out from under hers, but she held on, clasping tight... squeezing so hard, that it actually hurt his knuckles.
"I just don't understand...!" Cho stressed, "You liked me so much... you could barely take your eyes off of me..."
At his questioning look, she clarified. "Yes. I noticed, Harry. The way that you stared... it really made me feel special. Even when I was with Cedric, I always knew that a large part of me wanted to be with you instead. Don't you want to be with me as well?"
Harry steeled himself and said firmly, "No."
It took a moment, before Cho's face crumbled as tears started to leak out of her eyes. "Where did it all go so wrong?" Cho sniffled. "You used to like me... you were practically obsessed with me!"
Harry had thought that at the sight of her tears, he would instantly feel uncomfortable... as he normally did. But the discomfort didn't come, and he didn't feel as though he should cave into its demands any longer. He felt the way that he felt, and tears would dictate that no longer.
Ginny had been right. He had to stick by his feelings and decisions, and stay resolute in them.
"I was only fourteen then, Cho." Harry informed her. "I didn't know what I wanted in anything, let alone if I actually wanted you... There was a time where I thought that I did... want you, that is. But I realized that I wasn't capable of real feelings then. And I'm not capable of them for you now. And never in the future, as well."
Cho's head fell forward into one of her hands, sobbing into it, with the other still tightly clasping his. And Harry did feel a slight discomfort now, watching her outright cry, but he stood his ground. He was doing this for not only himself, but for Ginny as well... to prove some part of his worth to her. That he would fight any obstacle to be with her.
Harry waited until Cho calmed down a bit to sniffles, before slowly taking his hand away from under her grasp.
Cho wiped at her puffy, red eyes and sniffed a few times, before she whispered, "If you ever change your mind..."
Harry shook his head slowly, no longer feeling any anger towards her... only pity. "I won't." Then he swallowed heavily, and prepared for the final blow to the nail of the coffin that held the possibility of any relationship between them. "And I never will see you in that way again, Cho."
Scoffing at that, Cho shook her head and replied, "You never know. People change all of the time, Harry. And you can grow to love me."
Getting irritated at her again, from her words, was hardly a feat. Why couldn't she just let it go? Let him go.
"I-I'm in love with someone else..." Harry suddenly blurted out.
After he said it, the words shocked him, as it wasn't really what he had intended to tell Cho... he had originally planned to just say that he fancied someone else. But Harry realized, to his shock, that he really meant what he said... and how right his words felt...
It left him feeling terrified and so alive at the same time.
He was in love.
With Ginny.
Harry James Potter was in love with Ginevra Molly Weasley.
"Wh-what?" Cho stuttered, breaking Harry away from his revelation. "With who?!"
Harry really couldn't help but smile widely at her. "Someone who was right under my nose for years, but I was too blind to see..."
"Oh." Cho said, looking down at her lap with a sad look over her face.
Harry took note of her mood, and studied her curiously, before finally coming to a conclusion.
He reached forward and took Cho's hand in his, in a way that only spoke of friendliness.
"Don't you think that you owe it to yourself to move on?" Harry asked her quietly. "That you deserve more than to fancy a bloke that will never feel the same way as you?"
Her eyes snapped up at that, pure surprise all over her face. "I-I don't, I mean I never thought that..." She broke off as she criticized him appraisingly with her eyes. "Since when have you become so insightful?"
Snorting, Harry replied, "Since I finally got my head out of my arse."
Cho laughed with a watery sort of smile, then she squeezed his hand once before she let go. "I suppose you're right... I guess I just had a hard time letting you go..." Her eyes moved up and down his frame. "You are quite the catch, you know. Especially after this summer... this girl that you love is lucky."
Harry felt his cheeks color at the praise, but waved off the compliment. "Trust me, if she likes me back, then I would be considered the lucky one."
Then he smiled slightly at the prospect of the idea of Ginny liking him... even if it were a fraction of what he felt for her.
Cho stood awkwardly, and interrupted his thoughts. "I think I'm going to go now. Good luck with everything, Harry, and thanks for telling me the truth... even if it wasn't what I wanted to hear."
Harry nodded, and then Cho left, leaving Harry alone once more.
He sighed and turned onto his side once again, thinking about how Ginny really must not like him at all anymore, since she had yet to come see him still... but he was resolved to find out answers as soon as he left the hospital wing...
And then, Ginny Weasley would get an ear-full from him, that he knew for sure. Because he knew that he wasn't going to give up on her without a fight...
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