Memories and Friendships
By: Me262
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Ginny Weasley, they are the property and creation of Joanne Rowling
Summary: Harry and Ginny remember that night in the Chamber. Harry/Ginny Friendship
Ginny was tired, four years had passed, yet she still couldn't forget. And oh how she yearned to forget; the hells of feeling her spirit slip away, and then see it enter another. At least once a month, though, she re-lived it, that night, that long night in the Chamber. He still affected her-his spirit, if not physically- torturing her somehow ruining every good thing that came her way. Her list of break-ups all dealt with him in some way, if not from the dreams, then from the sudden bouts of hysteria when in dark places; Michael, Dean, and Justin, each scared away by the memory.
She continued to stare into the fire, remembering how he lit the torches with a flick of her wand. She shivered unconsciously remembering the cold. Suddenly there was something draped over her shoulders, something warm. Ginny pulled it tight.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, he sat down next to her, no robe on.
"Yeah, I guess, just a little cold." Ginny realized it was his robe around her shoulders. "Thank you."
"It's not a problem." He joined her in staring at the fire. "Was it about being down there?" A simple question, a simple question with a complex answer.
"Yes."
"I was so worried." Harry said after another pause. "You looked so helpless, just laying there, so pale…" He trailed off as he looked at her. Putting an arm around her he pulled her close. "I thought you were dead, a thousand thoughts were going through my head, but all what I could think of was that you had never said more than a sentence in front of me." Ginny smiled and put her head on his shoulder. "I still dream about it too, every once in a while. And again all that I can think about is that you never said much to me."
"I was pretty silly then, wasn't I?" Ginny said looking up at Harry.
"Yup, I don't think we ever even had a conversation until last year." Harry smiled too. "I'm glad you finally decided to get over me."
"So am I." Ginny gave a mischievous grin. "I like you more as a brother than a crush."
"And you're much better as a sister." Harry winked. "And to ugly for me."
Ginny lightly slapped him. "You know if somebody were to see us they might get the wrong impression."
"Yeah, and I don't like the idea of Neville mad at me. He's gotten good at petrifying people."
"And Hermione's good at hexes in general."
"Come on, I think I know a house elf who'd like to make us some late night snacks."
A/N This is the rewrite of Nothing at All