This came to me last night as I was laying in bed.

Oh yeah. And I own nothing….rite?

Darkness…..it's frightening.

It's not that I'm afraid of "the dark."

It's what could be there. Lurking.

Just beyond your field of vision.

For some, it's nightmares,

Ones from the past,

Vampires,

Snakes.

For me, it's him.

How can I sleep with him being there?

Staring at me, but not with me?

If he were here, he should be next to me, where I can tell he's alive.

Dark.

In the dark.

That's what's scary.

I need to know.

I need to know soon.

Are you there? Are you with me?

Will you ever be?

This is from Ginny's POV. Him is Harry. Read it over if you want it in context.