A/n: So here's my latest offering. Another short drabble. Based on a line from the song Hear Me by Kelly Clarkson.

I'm hoping your dreams bring you close to me.

Ginny wiped her eyes. She was led once again on her bed in Gryffindor tower.

Her days at Hogwarts were getting harder. The Carrows were taking over as much as she, Neville and Luna were trying they were still winning. All their efforts seemed fruitless as she lay there. What was the point? She wondered. What could they really do? Three teenagers against the Death Eaters. It was almost laughable.

But then they weren't the only three teenagers alone and fighting. Harry Ron and Hermione were out there somewhere. Fighting. She hoped. She had no idea where they were. How they were.

How Harry was.

She missed him. Missed their stolen hours together.

She knew why he'd broken up with her. That he hadn't really wanted to. That he thought that he was protecting her. But that didn't stop it from hurting. Stop her from wanting him.

She'd dreamt about him most nights since they broke up. Even more so since she'd seen him last at Bill and Fluers wedding.

She dreamt of being with him just seeing him.

She woke p thinking that it was real before the cold realisation washed over her- it was just a dream. He wasn't with her.

But for now it was all she had.

A/n: Reviews are muchly appreciated. Thanks for reading.