Ginny narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend. He stared at her and tried not to cringe under her glare.
"You left me." She stated. "You left me and you went to go die." She continued. Her voice was soft and deadly. Harry bit his lip. "You didn't even tell me goodbye. You left me and you never said goodbye." Ginny's glare deepened.
"I know, Ginny, but I had to." Harry whispered. Ginny shook her head.
"No, you didn't." She muttered. "You're too damn noble for your own good. And I know what you were thinking when you went to do it. But why the hell would you leave me without saying goodbye?"
"So.. wait. Let me get this straight." Harry said, trying not to smile. "You're mad at me because I didn't say goodbye, not because I went to let Voldemort kill me?" He clarified, raising his eyebrows. Ginny sighed.
"Well. I'm mad at you for that, too, but I'm more mad that you didn't say goodbye." She explained. Harry laughed and ran his hand through his hair. Ginny smiled.
"I would've tried to stop you, but you're too stubborn. And it would've killed me if he actually did kill you, but I would have felt better if you had said goodbye." She said, stepping into Harry's open arms. "I'm glad you're still alive." She breathed into his chest. Harry shook his head in disbelief.
"I'm glad you're still alive, too, Ginny."
"I love you, Harry James Potter." She smiled. "And if you ever leave me again, I will curse you into oblivion."
"I love you, too, Ginny Molly Weasely." Harry smirked. "And I promise I'll never leave you again."
"Yeah, you better not." Ginny smirked, standing on her toes to kiss him.