Chapter One: All He Ever Wanted
Harry Potter stood in the dursley's backyard, embracing the winds. He wanted to be thoughtless and without a care. He wanted to be real. Since that fateful day when he turned eleven, thath's all he ever wanted. Back then he wanted to not have to follow the Dursley rules. In his second year he wanted to be free from the pressure of being Salazar Slytherin's heir. In his third year, he wanted to know how he could kill Sirius Black. In his fourth year, he wanted to kill Voldemort and make him suffer consistantly. In his fifth year he wanted to save Sirius. Finally, in his sixth year he wanted to make sure Ginny was safe from the Death Eaters, and when he finally made Voldemort deceised, he didn't know what he would do with his life. Today,he wants to be loved by someone. He wants to make sure that he can make someone happy inside. Without a doubt, he was looking for a soulmate. Who he would find it in, he was unaware.
"Get the bloody hell in Potter!" bellowed uncle Vernon had gotten worse since his sister moved in. Aunt Marge ahd gotten married, then recently divorced. She treated her brother like a confidant. Ofcourse Harry was still treated like dirt.
"Coming uncle Vernon." Harry cautiously stepped into the recently wiped floors of the house. " Hello aunt Marge. How's the husband."
She broke down in tears and grabbed her brother for support. From the corner of his Vernon gave a dangerous look as though he was shooting darts from his eyes. Vernon had gotten much thinner ever since Marge had moved in. Harry gave a smirk and then fled up the stairs to his room. He stared at the picture of his parents dancing together outside, in the snow. He wanted a relationship like that. Only he wanted to spend his whole life with his children. Now to find a good mother would be a problem.
Harry then moved on to his favourite picture of the trio. Ron was red because it was New Year's and Hermione had just kissed him when the ball dropped. Ron was wearing a very dashing balck tuxedo. Hermione was wearing a cute, little black number with a halter top. Her hair was in a ponytail and the back of it was in curls. She looked stunning that day. Harry then noticed a picture of Ginny Weasley. She stood there kind of nervous in the picture, fidgeting around. She looked beautiful as well. Wearing a summer green dress that, incidentally, matched Harry's eyes. Her hair was curled up in a bun. It was last year when they had an annual school dance after the news came that Voldemort was dead.
He remebered all the good times he had with Ginny.Theime he taesed her when she was head over heals for a guy even though it even hurt him at times. The times at Christmas when she bought hin the most expensive present and vice versa. The look on her face when Ron went balistic over what she was weraing even though it was just fine. Ginny was a very, very special girl to him. Bt lately ot seemed as though she was becoming more than just a girl for him. She was becoming a very charming woman as well. These days Harry started to plan how he would meet Ginny again. How she might have changed over the summer. Still inside he was convinced that she was just a friend...
This is very short I know but the next chapter wil be much longer. Please give me your views!