A/N: This is something I made up in the car one day, so no promises on spelling, grammar, or overall goodness. My friend liked it, so I thought I would put it out there for the world of Harry Potter lovers to see.
Disclaimer: I own nothing Harry Potter
It was worse than you could ever imagine, the dementor's kiss. I sat hunched up in despair as a dementor floated over me, sucking out my soul. It was very painful, having all of your magic and personality ripped from you little by little, but it was nothing compared to the thoughts running through my head. There was a loop of watching the return of Voldemort, watching Cedric die, watching his parents die, and reliving my own almost-death experience. There wasn't a single happy thought left. Nothing I could counter back with, so I had no choice, but to sit there waiting for, not to be dead, but to have no personality whatsoever. The thought had started becoming appealing. I wouldn't have to deal with all of this Boy-Who-Lived fiasco anymore, or having the despair of every night watching my friends die over and over again all for me. So I sat without much of an option in deep despair and pain. Then heard it, the faint voice of a spell being cast and a blinding white animal protecting me and all of the personality I had left, all of the memories that hadn't already been sucked into the dementor. I looked over to my savior, and saw Ginny looking at me with fearful brown eyes. Just then he noticed her patronus was no longer a horse, but a doe. I barley got to gasp out "I love you Ginny!" before I collapsed.
Harry was never again quite the same. The painful, and frightening ordeal had nearly made him mad, and he was suffering from memory loss. The only thing Harry truly remembered was Ginny, and the doe. Harry, Ron, and Hermione's friendship had become after a lot of convincing to Harry almost back to normal, but his only girlfriend and forever best friend was Ginny Weasley.
