DISCLAMER: This is all JK Rowling's. Only the plot is mine.

Chapter 1: After the Breakup

1 week after the funeral, 2 nights before the wedding. Hermione is already at the Burrow

Ginny had been expecting it. It was Harry after all. God knows he wouldn't allow their relationship to go on with Voldemort after him.

But it still hurt. Before Ginny had dated mostly for fun, but it was different with Harry, there was something more than chemistry between them.

Tears crept to her eyes as she thought of him, the way he looked, his abs beneath his cloak, the emerald eyes she got lost in and the Oh so thick and untidy dark hair she had often ran her fingers through. God, why did she think like this?

She began to cry harder now she lay down on her bed and pretended Harry's arms were around her. It even made her stop hurting for a while.

"Ginny! Wake up! Its 11:34 in the morning! You've slept long enough!" Hermione hissed into her ear.

She had heard her come in last night around twelve, thinking Ginny

was asleep. Ha, as if. She had barely gotten any sleep lately.

But she didn't let anybody notice the pain or lack of sleep; instead she maintained her normal calm composure, as if she got dumped by Harry Potter everyday.

Ginny growled and pulled herself under the covers. Was it really that late? "Yes it's really that late!" Hermione said, reading her mind.

She gave Ginny a nudge and causing Ginny to pull the covers tighter over her head.

"Your Mum sent me up here, and if you don't hurry up and get out of bed before noon, she's going to come up here herself! Think about that!" Hermione ranted and walked out of the room in a huff.

Ginny didn't see why her getting up was of any major concern to Hermione. In the end Ginny decided it was just PMS.

Ginny sat up and stared around the room. It was bright with the early afternoon sun shining through the window.

She pulled of her shirt and threw on a random shirt from her closet. It's not like she had any reason to dress special anymore.

Ginny avoided Harry every chance she got. She wasn't mean about avoiding him. Not Icy or rude about it either. She sort of acted as though he wasn't there at all.

But Harry decided this was worse. "Morning everybody!" Ginny said brightly as she walked into the crowed kitchen of the burrow.

The entire Weasley family- excluding Bill and Charlie-along with Hermione and Harry were at the table eating lunch.

Harry watched as she asked, "So what's for lunch?" she asked looking around, Harry couldn't help noticing her attire.

It consisted of a pair of raggedy sweatpants an oversized

WEIRD SISTERS t-shirt. Ginny never used to dress like this. Her hair was brushed into a ponytail.

"You can make yourself a sandwich after the kitchen clears out. I'm afraid you've missed lunch." Molly retorted curtly. "Allright I'll be out in the yard. Call when you're done." Ginny replied ever-so coolly.

But Harry knew Ginny well enough that she wasn't that cool on the inside.

But then again, neither was Harry.

"Ron, what have I done!" Harry bellowed into his pillow. He was constantly regretting braking up with Ginny and reminding himself all the reasons why he had to do it. Ginny had seemed so fine with it at first. "You were just watching out for her mate. I can't blame you." Ron said for what seemed like the millionth time.

"I loved her." Harry said quietly. "I know." came Ron's response. This was getting old and Harry knew it.

He'd been having the same conversation with Ron for a while now. Harry would be leaving soon, a day after the wedding in fact. Maybe without him around things would be better for Ginny.

Ron, Hermione and he were off to Godric's' Hollow soon. His friends had insisted they come with him. It was comforting really.

Ginny plucked a piece of grass from the moist soil, flinging it behind her, and continued to do so until she heard Mum call her into the kitchen.

"Ginny, what's been going on with you lately?' Molly asked Ginny once she was inside. The worry in her eyes was hard to look at.

Ginny looked carefully at the floor, shuffling her feet. "I'm fine Mum." Ginny said simply. "Ginny, I know you've been going through a rough patch what with Harry and you-" Ginny cut her mother off midsentence, and said hastily, "I would be fine if you would leave me alone!" Ginny's eyes darted angrily at her mother before she left for her room.

It was not like Ginny to fall so hard for a guy. But she did. It was that simple. Why couldn't these people just leave her alone? Her and Harry had behaved toward each other politely for a few days until Ginny shut him out.

It had started to hurt. She had began to miss him and she couldn't take it. Whatever.

"Gin! Ronald, Harry and Me heading to Hogsmeade, care to join?" Hermione asked Ginny later that afternoon.

Ginny noticed she rushed the part about Harry quite a bit.

She knew Hermione was expecting her to say no so she decided to surprise her with a "Sure why not!" Hermione looked into her eyes for a moment brow furrowed at this change of attitude, before smiling and saying, "Allright, then we're leaving in a half hour! I'll be studying." she motioned to the door.

"Alone, or with Ron?" Ginny grinned as Hermione flinched at the question. Ginny let out a rare, genuine laugh as she left.