Teen Hearts

A/N: Alright, so I know it's been forever since I updated but I just got my will for writing back! So, here it is. This is the completely renewed version of Teen Hearts. If you read the old version and think you don't need to read this, you are wrong. This one is totally different. So, enjoy! BTW: The song in this chapter is Lying Is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking her Clothes Off by Panic! At the Disco

'That fucking whore!' Ginny Weasley thought angrily as she stormed through Hogwarts castle toward her dorm. She shoved some poor first year aside as she began to ascend a flight of stairs. She furiously wiped away her tears for they were beginning to attract attention. Ginny let herself think about what just happened. But, this wasn't supposed to happen. At least that's what she told herself. Hermione was supposed to be her love; this was never factored into the equation. Infidelity. What a terrible word. 'That fucking whore!' Ginny thought again as she let herself into her room. As she drew the curtains around her bed, she let the tears fall. Finally away from prying eyes, Ginny collapsed into her pillow and wept, as she let her mind taker her back to Hermione's confession:

FLASHBACK:

Ginny skipped happily to the back of the library looking for the genius that was her girlfriend. She hadn't got to see her the night before and she was overdue for a nice, long kiss. Ginny found Hermione with her nose in a book "Hey, sexy" Ginny said quietly. As soon as Hermione lifted her head Ginny's playful mind was quieted. Hermione looked like shit. She had dark bags under her eyes, and her hair was messier than normal. Not to mention her clothes were frumped, as if she had worn them the day before. "My god! What happened to you?" Ginny exclaimed. She took the seat next to Hermione and held her hand. "Ginny…" Hermione sighed sadly. Automatically, Ginny's spine stiffened, she didn't like where this was going already.

"We need to talk" Hermione muttered. Ginny liked it even less now. "Ok, um, what is it?" Ginny asked nervously. She was playing with fingers. Her thoughts racing. 'Please god no. Don't let her break up with me, I love this girl' Ginny thought to herself as she waited for Hermione to continue. Hermione couldn't look up, couldn't face her. "La-Last night…" Hermione trailed off. 'Please god, no' Ginny thought in horror as Hermione's disheveled appearance and her absence the night before clicked in her mind. Hermione found her supposed Gryffindor courage and looked Ginny in the eye. "I-I slept with Harry" Hermione said quietly. "I'm so sorry baby" Hermione added. Ginny felt her heart break. "Don't you dare call me baby, ever again" Ginny said venomously and she fled the library, tears in her eyes.

END FLASHBACK

Ginny sobbed harder into her pillow. She couldn't stop. Eventually, her incessant tears put her to sleep.

Hours later Ginny awoke to the sound of the curtains around her bed being opened. She sat up, completely uncaring of her obvious crappy appearance. It was Ron. He looked upon his sister with sad eyes. If he had to choose, he would choose fighting Voldemort a thousand times, rather than having to see his baby sister, looking as broken and lost as she did at that moment. "I'm so sorry Ginny, I just heard what happened" He said to her. Ginny stayed silent for a moment. Finally speaking quietly she asked "Who told you?" Ron hesitated. Not sure what reaction the name would prompt from the younger girl. "Hermione" He told her. Ginny nodded her head absentmindedly. "I swear Gin, if I was a girl, Hermione would not be breathing right now. And Harry is lucky I haven't found his ass" Ron growled menacingly. Ginny cricked a small smile, only Ron could make her smile at times like this. "Gin, if you need anything, let me know. I know you typically hung out with Hermione, so if you need a group to hang with, you are always welcome with my friends" Ron offered to his only sister. She nodded and he decided to take his leave. He stood, kissed her forehead and left.

As soon as the door shut behind Ron, Ginny flopped back down on the bed, closing the curtains once more. She just stared upward, feeling empty and alone. Heartbreak wasn't supposed to cause physical pain was it? Because Ginny sure felt it, the deep ache in her chest was persistent and as painful as anything she ever could have imagined. The door opened and closed again. Ginny ignored it until she heard HER voice. "Ginny? Can we talk?" Hermione asked, timidly. She tentatively withdrew the curtains around Ginny's bed. Ginny ignored her; she couldn't bring herself to look at her. "Please Ginny, I'm sorry. It was an acc-"Ginny cut her off before she could finish. "No. Don't you dare say it was an accident. Fucking someone is NOT an accident. Falling down the stairs is an accident. But not this." Ginny told her angrily. How dare she use that excuse!

"You're right, but I am sorry" Hermione admitted. Ginny was lost, she wasn't sure what to say. All she knew was she was hurt, she was angry. So, not knowing what else to do, she went with her feelings. "Fuck you Hermione! You're SORRY?! Wow, Now I feel MUCH better! Not! You think sorry makes it better? You let someone else touch you, in places only I had been allowed before. I thought I was special! We were each other's one and only. Now, you've ruined it. Tell me, was he good? Was he worth it?"

Now that she had started, Ginny found she couldn't stop herself. All the poisonous thoughts of hers were pouring out. She ignored the look on Hermione's face and continued. "Huh Hermione!? Was he?! Did you come? Did you scream? Can he make you scream? Did you dig your nails into his back? Huh? Answer me?! DID YOU LIKE FUCKING HIM?!" Ginny screamed in her face. Tears streaming down her face again. Hermione too, was crying. "Pl-Please Gin! I'm so sorry. So, so sorry! Please!" Ginny just shook her head. Somehow she found her resolve "No, get out. And don't come back. Leave my room." Ginny told her calmly but determined. Hermione nodded, she made her way over to the door. As she reached it she turned back to her ex-lover. "Gin? I lo-"She was cut off again. "No, don't you say it, you don't get to. Not anymore. Just leave" Ginny told her. Hermione nodded again and took her leave. Ginny sighed heavily and fell upon her bed, the day left her emotionally exhausted. But she knew within herself she could get past it. She could and would. With that thought in her mind she fell asleep.

The next morning Ginny awoke earlier than usually. She was grateful for she needed the extra time to think. As she got ready for her day Ginny asked herself the questions, she was too distraught to ask herself the day before. 'What now?' How was she going to avoid these two for the rest of the year? It was only November. Hermione she could just walk away from as long as she had the resolve, the strength. Ginny, who was now in the shower couldn't help but let her thoughts wander about Hermione. No matter what she did yesterday, she was in love with her. Ginny struggled to shove those thoughts away. 'No!' She thought to herself. 'You will not cry anymore. Not over this!' Ginny finished her shower and began to dress. Now, another dilemma. Harry. She couldn't avoid him just as easy. He was Ron's best friend, and even though Ron was pissed, he couldn't stay mad at him forever and Ginny didn't think she could be around Harry very long without killing him. Ginny resolved to find herself a new group of friends before that happened. But what of Quidditch? Ginny was NOT going to give up the sport for that dickhead. He was her captain. She had to listen to him, obey his orders. She supposed ignoring him was all she could do. The boy wasn't stupid. He would understand why.

Ginny made her way downstairs; she tried her best to ignore peoples looks of curiosity and pity. 'News travels fast in a school like this' Ginny thought bitterly. She held her head high however. She didn't do anything wrong. A bunch of girls twittering at the bulletin board stopped her progress. She felt a flash of annoyance at them. Usually, she would just maneuver past them, but today, everything made her want to turn into the incredible hulk and destroy everything. She strode to the front of the group; she questioned the girl she found there. "Oy! What are you doing? Twittering around like a bunch of birds! For what reason?" She growled at her. The girl gave Ginny a sympathetic look. She knew what had happened. "There's going to be a talent show. The signup sheet is there. I'm going to sing" She told Ginny. Ginny was thoughtful for a moment, this was a perfect distraction from her current misery. She grabbed a quill from a random student and added her name to the list. She thanked the girl and walked away, feeling excited for the event.

Ginny sighed heavily as she made her way out of potions, having just spent a double period there. This entire week was for shit. And it was only Tuesday. With Hermione's infidelity, and Snape's lesson being terrible. He had obviously heard and was trying to make it worse of course. And not to mention breakfast this morning. Most people were looking at her. Either laughing or a look of pity. Either way, Ginny didn't want it. It was really pissing her off. As she left the room that morning a first year walked up to her, obviously trying to be helpful. She told Ginny she was sorry for what happened, the next minute she was pressed against the nearest wall with Ginny's wand to her throat. Ron quickly pulled her off and apologized profusely to the young and frightened student.

Now, leaving the potions room for lunch, she just wanted to sleep. She entered the high ceiling room and found Ron and his friends and went to sit with them; thankfully Ron's friends accepted her presence there. They all greeted her happily and returned to their conversation. That was another good thing; there was no pity here. It suited her well. She was semi-happily eating her lunch until she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. "Ginny?" The girl behind her said. Ginny stood quickly and grabbed her wrist tightly. It was Hermione. "Don't touch me, where did you get the thought that it was ok to touch me!?" Ginny yelled at her. Hermione winced; Ginny was starting to bruise her wrist. "I-I just thought…"she started. "Well, whatever you thought" Ginny released the older girl roughly, making her stumble "was wrong. Leave me alone" Ginny told her. And with that, she left the hall.

Later that day, Ginny stood outside the door to the changing rooms, broomstick in hand. She had been about to open the door when she hesitated. It would be her first time seeing Harry. And she had to spend time in his presence, and not kill him. Instead she had to listen to his orders and taking in his words for consideration. She knew that she just had to ignore him but there were moments when speaking to him was unavoidable. Could she handle it? Or would she lose it as her poisonous thoughts rolled in? Ginny shook it off and pulled all her determination together and with that she entered.

As soon as she walked in, everything that had been previously occurring stopped. Her teammates flashed their eyes between Harry and her nervously. Harry looked up briefly before averting his eyes. Good boy. Ginny went to the bench furthest away from Harry. Everyone remained silent through the entire process of getting ready. As soon as everyone was ready, Harry stood. "Alright guys, let's get going. Go start the drill I have set up outside, But, uh Ginny? Can I have a word?" He said. Everyone left the room to go get started. They all shot a look back just before the left. As soon as the pair was alone the tension level rose to a suffocating level. Fuck the knife; you'd need a chainsaw to cut this.

"Listen, Ginny-" He started, but she cut him off. She was doing that to people a lot lately. "No, YOU listen you miserable prick. I don't care what you have to say to me; whatever it is won't fix it. Do not speak to me unless it is absolutely fucking necessary understand? And I mean ABSOLUTELY necessary. As in; unavoidable." Harry winced at her words. They stung like salt on open wounds. "And don't you even think of laying a hand on me. If you decide to disregard these rules I promise you I will jinx you to oblivion and back. Understand?" She told him. He nodded. Ginny scoffed at his expression as she turned to leave. He was scared shitless. 'What a pussy! How he managed to kill Voldemort is beyond me!' She thought harshly and she soared through the air, doing the drill Harry set up. She looked down and saw Harry jumping on his broom and kicking off. At the moment, Ginny almost wished she was a beater.

After practice and her shower Ginny plopped down on her bed, exhausted. This was only her first day of ignoring the two teens that broke her heart and she was already tired of it. It didn't help that even though she was hurt and angry at Hermione's actions, she was still in love with her. Ginny tried hard not to think of these things however. She turned her mind to the talent show coming up in two weeks. She had to pick two songs (She intended to sing) One just to sing in the regular, and the other just in case of a tie. Ginny was having a hard time choosing which song she wished to use. She knew that when singing. If your heart wasn't into it, then it just wasn't going to be a good song. But, the problem was that at that moment in time, all that was in her heart was hurt and anger. Just then, an idea popped into her head. "Perfect!" She exclaimed to herself as she reached for her quill and parchment and began to write.

2 Weeks Later

Ginny waited nervously for the show to begin, for she was scheduled to go first. Her stomach had become an endless pit of butterflies. She had never sang in front of anyone but Hermione. And nearly the entire school was crowded into the Great Hall to watch. Ginny focused on the stage as the announcer approached the mic. "Alright everybody; I'm Lee Jordan and I'll be your announcer for this evening." He yelled into the mic. "I know everyone is super excited so, we'll just go ahead and start. Ginny Weasley, you're up first" He said into the mic and walked off the makeshift stage that had been set up. Ginny walked up to it and stood behind the mic. She took a deep breath and calmed her thoughts. "Hey everyone, this song goes out to two people I thought I knew pretty well." (She didn't need to say who, everyone knew the story anyway)

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

A deafening applause shook the hall as Ginny finished off her song. She grinned widely "Thank you" she said into the mic as she ran off stage. Ron hugged her tightly as she made it back to her seat "I'm proud of you" He said into her ear. He released her and she turned to Hermione and Harry who were sitting not too far away. Hermione was looking at Ginny, tears in her eyes, a horrified expression in place. Ginny just shook her head in disappointment. She then turned to Harry whose face was in his hands in shame. '"Hey Harry!" Ginny said to him. He looked up, a slightly hopeful expression look on his face. She flipped him off "Right here buddy!" She told him as the people watching laughed.

A/N So what do you think? Like the new version? I plan to rewrite the others chapters as well and continue on with the story. So, leave reviews. They make me happy =D