Harry walked down the street hanging his head low.His clothes ragged and his shoes were barely hanging on his feet.His dark green eyes full of worry and hate at the same time.He reached his home and moaned as he layed down on the bed.He had lost her, his love.He clucthed his chest feeling as if his heart had been peirced by a million small needles.He broke down then and there.Tears flowed down his cheecks as he felt the horrible stign of defeat and loneliness.He didn't ask for much.He just wanted is Ginny,his true love,back in his arms.He never noticed when his tears dryed up and he fell asleep.His eyes opened the enxt day but he couldn't get up.The pain throughout his body was so intense he felt it hurt to even blink.Even more the pain in his heart was the worst.He cried a little and finally after a few hours found the strength to apperate a glass of water.He drank it lsowly thinking of the night before.When he had lost to that fool that was under the spell of the late voldemort.He looked to the sky and yelled her name.His voice rang through the lone house.In his voice oyu could hear all the pain,anger,and frustration he felt.He was sinking into depression and he knew it would be a few days before he could heal to go after her.He looked around the room for the first time really paying attention to it.He saw the picture of their wedding.He loved her so much he would never forget that day.He saw the picture of their first daughter who had been killed by one of the crazed followers that attacked.He knew he could defeat him but hte man was able to kill the girl first.He had named her Angel,so appropriate.He looked at the picture of them when they were with Hermione and Ron.They got married shortly after us.he thought of how great it was beign the first man and Ginny the brides maid..He remembered their song.He slowly and very sadly started to sing it."im going crazy crazy that i can't hold you im goin crazy crazy that i can't see you again.He tried his best but his puffy red eyes filled with tears and he dropped the glass.He cried into his pillow ,with much dificulty from his wounds wich he would have to tend to soon.He stayed their all day dropping slowly deeper into the pit of depression.He started to look pale.He coudl tell from the reflection on the window as he looked out at the animals scampering around the trees.He enveyed them.They didn't have to feel the pain he did.He wiped his tears and got up.He tried to force some food but couldn't quite make it go to his mouth.He left the food on the table and layed down on the couch with a comforter.He wrapped up in it snuggly and fell fast asleep.His anger and pain subsided just a while,but the night haunted him in his dreams.He saw her face as she was carried away and him helpless to get to her.He awoke to the sound of the radio clock playing softly.'for our first kiss all next week for when we make love in six weeks,his sniffles blocking the sounds,when you said i do next month and for those beautiful children of ours"
Harry quickly shut it off.He couldn't stand it any more.He forced himself to eat for the strength.He quickly changed ignoreing his pains and rushed out ready to face the evil that pleagued his home,family,and all his life!