Harry had left after the final battle, no one had seen or heard from him in about two years. But the one "no one" who truly loved and cared for him, well she was still waiting. Ginny didn't want to move on without him, she shut out the world. Her family stopped coming to see her, she was too depressing to be around. Her once best friend Hermione, even stopped coming by, because Ron didn't like his girlfriend to come home depressed, and cut him off from sex. Not only had Ginny lost a friend, but she lost the love of her life, the two were a lethal combination to lose.
Two and a half years Ginny thought as she sat at her own booth in the corner of The Three Broomsticks. She was never there when people were there, she hated people, she hated seeing them, interacting with them, so she shut the world out. It seemed perfectly reasonable to her, after she lost the love of her life.
The Three Broomsticks had changed so much, it used to be so popular with the kids from Hogwarts, but ever since the cafe across the street opened, just the drunks and the depressed went to The Three Broomsticks. It was such a depressing place to be, if you had an ounce of happiness in your body. Maybe that's why Ginny liked it there, she could be alone, no one would bother her and she was in the company of people like herself.
"Harry, Harry is that you?" Ginny heard Seamus, the current owner of The Three Broomsticks say. She immediately turned, but couldn't see anything over the head of a nearby drunk.
"Well blimey, Harry, I never thought you'd come back," Seamus continued to say as Harry shuffled nervously from foot to foot.
"Could you keep it down, Seamus. I don't want anyone to know I'm here," he stated, looking around and covering his face with the side of his jacked.
Seamus let out a large, hearty laugh, "Well why the bloody hell not? Everyone's spent all their time looking for you" he said, a tinge of anger in his voice. He had spent a year looking for Harry after he disappeared, then gave up. Harry was one of his best mates, and he thought he was over his loss until today.
Seamus looked at Harry seriously for a moment, "Everyone misses you, but no one quite like Ginny. She hasn't talked to anyone since you left, for Merlin's sake, Harry, her family doesn't like to visit her anymore."
Seamus thought he had been whispering, but Ginny heard every word. How dare Seamus say that, and without her permission nonetheless, she thought angrily. She put her hood over her head and crept out of The Three Broomsticks.
How dare Seamus tell Harry that! She fumed, angrily, as she practically ran to her flat.
Meanwhile, back at The Three Broomsticks, Seamus and Harry saw, what they thought was Ginny leave. Harry had a worried look on his face when he looked at Seamus for confirmation. He nodded, "That's our Ginny" was all he said before shaking his head, as if she had shamed them all.
"Do you think she heard?" Harry asked, rather urgently, "She's probably fuming mad" he added almost a second later.
Seamus just nodded and turned to one of his few customers, fixing them a fire whiskey. Seamus was lucky his wife, Lavender, owned the shop across the street, or they'd be broke.
Harry looked at Seamus, rather frantically, and asked, "Where does she live?" Seamus was a bit caught off guard, and stared blankly at Harry.
"Where does who live, mate?" Seamus finally asked, the same stare on his face.
Harry his own forehead in frustration and looked at Seamus, "Ginny, you giant prat, where does she live?" he asked, his anger about to explode.
"Oh, in a flat about a block away, Number 13 Mansion Park" he said laughing lightly to himself, "how ironic" he muttered under his breath as Harry dashed out of the pub.