A/N: This is another short story from me

A/N: This is another short story from me. I was re-reading PoA and wondered what Ginny's boggart would turn into. This is what I came up with….

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Ginny stood in line with the rest of the fourth year Gryffindors, waiting their turn into the closet with the boggart. Professor Clobberall was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and she probably one of the best ones they ever had.

"Ok, class. In here is a boggart that I borrowed from Professor Snape's dungeon." Professor Clobberall announced. "Last class we learned what a boggart is and how to defeat it, and now is your chance to do so. Everyone ready?" The class nodded. "Now, I'm going to open the door, and each of you will go in to face the boggart."

"Creevy, you first." Colin Creevy walked a little nervously into the closet. They heard a scream, and then "Riddikulus!" Moments later, Colin came out grinning.

"Good job, Colin!" Clobberall praised. "Next!"

As the line grew shorter, Ginny started to grow anxious. What would her boggart turn into? She tried to think of what scared her the most. Was it insects? Ron wasn't the only Weasley to have their teddy bear turn into a spider. Ginny tried to concentrate, but couldn't come up with a particular image.

"Weasley, you're next!" Ginny tightened the hold on her wand, took a deep breath, opened the door and went inside.

She looked around the closet, looking for the boggart. She had always imagined them as little black gremlins with red eyes and such. There was nothing inside. Maybe I'm afraid of nothing, she thought. Suddenly there was a loud pop and a figure appeared before her.

"Harry?" Ginny was astounded. How should she fear Harry? She loved him. Harry was her hero, her savior. He'd never hurt her.

Harry Potter loomed over her. His face was scrunched up in anger, his green eyes flashing. "What were you thinking, Ginny?" His voice was harsh. "Did you honestly think that I would someday like you?" Ginny felt sick. Harry's words echoed in the small space. She realized at that moment, that was her greatest fear of all.

"Harry, I—" Water welled up in her eyes; Ginny couldn't stop their flow down her cheeks. She couldn't move at all. All she could do was stand there and stare teary-eyed in shock at her hero, while he shouted those horrible words.

"Just shut up Ginny!" Harry made a movement with his hand, like he was going to hit her and started advancing on her. Ginny flinched and backed up. "You were always following me around, always right there with that stupid look on your face and blushing everything I even spoke to you!" His face was now livid with anger, his eyes lit up with an unholy light.

"Harry, please I didn't—" She was now trapped against the back wall of the closet. Harry's once beautiful green eyes now burned a hateful red.

"How could you ever thought that I, the tri-wizard champion, the greatest seeker Gryffindor's ever seen, would ever fall for a sniveling, idiot girl like you…sending me Valentine's cards and get-well cards that would never stop screeching…." Ginny slid down the wall shaking, crumpled in a ball on the closet floor sobbing her heart out, while Harry towered over her trembling with rage. Her wand had was still clutched in her hand, long since forgotten about, not that she could have even thought to use it against the boggart Harry.

"You're nothing to me, Ginny! NOTHING!" Harry yelled. "You'll always be a freckled-faced, redheaded brat!"

Ginny sobbed harder, tears pouring down her face. She couldn't even hear Harry's words anymore over the voice roaring in her head. You're nothing to me, Ginny! NOTHING!

"RIDDIKULUS!" She never heard Professor Clobberall open the door and banish the boggart.

"Ginny? Are you ok?" Clobberall asked, concerned about her student. She helped Ginny to her feet and quickly marched her out into the classroom. When Ginny next looked up, she saw through the tears in her eyes the faces of her classmates staring at her in pity and fear. Shaking off Clobberall's hand on her shoulder, she started running.

How she made it thought the halls of Hogwarts without Filch catching her, she never knew. She ran until her lungs felt as if she was breathing fire. She ran until her legs collapsed. Finally looking up, she realized that she was at the edge of the forbidden forest.

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Like it? Chapter 2 is coming up….