Ginny, Ginny, Ginny
As I lay here in my bed, hearing Hermione crying over Ron. There is only one person I can think about, Ginny. How I love her, how I would do anything for her. I hate that I had to leave her. I didn't want to. Shes the only thing that consumes my mind now. The only thing that pushes me to go on.
I think about what she will be doing now. What is happening to her. What if they found out. Would she be in pain right now. I lay my head down and close my eyes. I see only her. Her beautiful hair, her beautiful eyes. Her beautiful everything. I smell her hair.
I get up out of the cot. And head outside, so I can guard the tent and watch the map. I seek her dot. I seek her presence. I see her in our place. The place that we shared, the tree. Overlooking the lake. I am determined to get back to her. I will do anything for her. The love of my life.