This is a Harry/Ginny story set in the summer just after OotP. Ginny and Harry are waiting for word on their punishment for the duel just before they went home.
I am writing this just for fun, I find writing relaxing. It's my second fic, but first HP fic. I am not even close to owning any of this, nor of any recognizable character. I don't plan on adding any new people, but we'll see how it goes. For those of you reading my LOTR fic, I'm still doing that one too, but I've got a bit of writer's block there but don't despair, I'll keep it going, but not sure how often since I'm a full time university student...keep your patience with me, I'll keep it up! Enjoy all!!
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Chapter 1
Ginny was feeling very guilty for what she had done to Harry back at Hogwarts. He had been going through so much, with the loss of his dear godfather, Sirius. She wiped away a silent tear as she sat alone in her room, brooding over the duel, and for the loss of such a great friend. Ginny hadn't told anyone else, but Sirius had been like family to her too, and they had been great friends and confidantes. Ginny had told him everything about how she felt about Harry, and she knew that Harry had not been told about all of that, despite how hard she knew it was for Sirius not to tell him. Ginny knew that Harry needed all the love and support he could get, whether he knew it or not, and Sirius had agreed with her. Sirius had tried to convince her to tell Harry how she felt, but Ginny knew that Harry would not have taken it well, since there had been so much going on all year. He didn't need to worry about not hurting her on top of the whole Voldemort thing too. She sighed, feeling very alone. Her mother was furious with her, and Ginny knew that she deserved the howlers sent to her room every morning. Ginny had taken to not leaving her room ever since she had arrived home from Hogwarts. She remembered having miraculously found an empty compartment on the train, which she had taken, locking herself inside, and crying the whole way home.
"Ginny?" she heard Ron say softly from the other side of her door. His voice was uncertain because he knew how Ginny felt about Harry. Ron felt horrible for her, since he knew that Ginny fought with him in the first place on his and Hermione's behalf. Ginny gulped back a sob and replied, voice breaking after every few words, "Please...go away, Ron. I just want to be alone. Tell Mum I'm not hungry." She let the sob escape her lips, unable to stop it. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm sending Pig out to Harry with a letter...anything you wanted to send him before Pig takes off?" Ron heard another sob leaving her increasingly frail body, and his heart broke for her. "No, Ron! How can you ask me that?!?! Harry hates me for what I've done; he'd just burn my letter or rip it to shreds without reading it...(sob escaping)...no, just let Pig go, I imagine he's about to destroy your room with his impatience. Now please, Ron, just leave me alone!" Ginny begged him, her voice hoarse from her constant tears. Ron dropped his head in defeat, knowing that she really wanted nothing more than to tell him how sorry she was for being so insensitive to him, as she had seen it anyway. Personally, Ron wanted to ring his neck for breaking Ginny's heart this way...he wanted Harry to see how much Ginny had wasted away...she looked worse than Harry did when he came back to the Weasley's every summer. 'Harry,' Ron thought to himself as he headed back to his room to fix up his letter to him, 'I hope you can fix what went wrong with Ginny, or she'll soon waste away...I don't want to see my sister die!'
