Wow, I've never done a drama-ish fic before… To those of you who are wondering, Thys Tyme will be continued, but I am currently at a stand still with it. So, yeah, on with the fic.

Oh, and the disclaimer: Kait doesn't own this, as much as she would wish, she doesn't. so, blood sucking lawyers, don't you dare try to steal my plot!

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Harry woke groggily to a white ceiling. The same ceiling that he woke up to every morning. He looked across the room to see Ron. The red haired teen was wearing a bracelet that told the people at the main desk his heart beat, identical to the one on Harry's. They didn't wear them because they had heart problems, but because they where being held for multiple suicide attempts.

Ron had been Harry's best friend since they started at Willows Academy, a boarding school for orphans and other children with like problems. Ron went because his parents went through a very violent divorce when he was young, he and his siblings ended up with their father, who became a drunk and beat them often. His older brother, Percy, lived in a mental institute and was deathly afraid of adult men, or anyone with red hair. His entire family attends, or attended Willows.

Harry was one of the more normal students, his parents where brutally murdered when he was a year old, landing him on the list of students for Willows. He was juggled between abusive foster families until he was old enough to go to school. They where both the same age, 16, and had three suicide attempts on their records, the last lading them on a list for a camp that troubled teens where sent to for the summer.

Harry noticed that Ron was awake and staring at the ceiling. "Hey Ron," he yawned.

"Hi, Harry, you know when they're going to send us off?" he asked, his voice void of emotion.

"Some time today, I think. Dr. Brown said something about it last night before he left." Harry responded as he ran his hand through his raven hair.

"That's good, this place is getting boring. Do you know were the place is? I want to create an escape route before the end of the week," Ron sat up and grabbed a black t-shirt, "we have to have some where to escape to from there." He said as he put it on.

Harry put his own black shirt on and answered, "In the middle of no where, its pretty much just the camp, nothing else for miles. I saw a map, the nearest city is 35 miles away and through a Forest, they planned the place well. No where for us to go." By the time he finished the rant both boy where dressed. They wore identical black t-shirts and baggy black jeans.

"That's too bad," Ron, sighed as he tried to cover up the stitches on each of his wrists with strips of cloth, most likely torn from his sheets. The motion caused Harry to look at his own scars, the reason they where stuck at the camp in the first place.

"Look on the bright side, its coed." Harry gave him a sly smile, receiving a rare smile from the red head.

"Harry, if knowing you has done anything to me, it's given me the ability to look on the bright side." Ron said with a small smile.

"And that, my friend, is what I aim for." They heard a nock on the door and regained their stony masks.

"Are you two decent?" asked an elderly female voice, one of the pluses of being stuck with a Weasley, ever sense Percy had been admitted to a hospital the entire medical world thought the entire family was afraid of men and red heads.

"Yes," they answered in a dry voice in unison.

The woman who entered was in her early 60's had gray hair and wore a white lab coat. "Hey, boys, aren't you excided? You get to go off to Hogwarts! Doesn't that sound fun?" she said as if she was talking to a five year old.

Both teens just glared at her.

"Oh, I can tell you are!" she said in a semi-sweet voice, "Will you boys gather up you belongings, you're leaving in an hour!" with that she left.

Ron and Harry looked at each other, "Are you as relieved as am?" Ron asked.

"Yup, no more Dr. Brown. And we get out of here, the only down side is that we're stuck at 'Hogwarts', oh, are you as excided as I am?" Harry asked with obviously false cheer.

"Yup, Harry; can't wait." Ron said dryly.

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Harry and Ron didn't have many belongings, just a duffle bag each and the clothes they where wearing. They where glad to be free of the bracelets, yet another added bonus of the camp. A bus was lumbering down the road, they could see quite a few other people where already on it. The wordlessly go onto it, and sat in the same row. It seemed that no one really cared about the fact that more people where getting on the bus.

"This, I like, no one cares, how long until the next stop do you think?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"I do-," he was interrupted by the person behind them draping himself over the seat backs.

"No more stops, we go from here to Hogwarts." It was a girl about their age, "They always get the people at the institute last; they tend to be the ones you don't want to leave alone for a long time." She grinned, ignoring the glares she received.

"That nice, please get of my seat." Ron snarled.

"Oh you're from… oh, well, then. I'm Hermione, I'll take I this is the first time you're going to Hogwarts?" with out waiting for an answer she continued, "Hogwarts isn't all that bad! I've gone for two years, once you get over how much you life sucks its pretty fun! Plus they have the largest library in the world!" she smiled.

"Cool, now will you leave us alone?" Harry asked.

"Touchy, touchy!" she sank behind the chairs for a moment then she and another girl, a red head popped up. "This is Ginny. This is her first time, too," she stopped when Ron fell out of his chair.

"Gin- Ginny?" he whispered, when the girls gave fell on him she also did a double take.

"Ron, is that you?" in response to his mute nod she got down and went around her seat and hugged her brother. "I thought you really died last time!" she was crying.

Ron set his hand on her back, "Its okay, Ginny, I'm okay, you're okay." The pair hadn't seen each other since Ron's second attempt, nearly two years prior.

Flashback-

Ron sat facing the fireplace. He had a steak knife in his hand. He looked over at his sleeping sister. He gave her a sad smile and set a note beside her. He then leaned up against the couch. He held the knife up, "I'm sorry, Ginny." He whispered. He took the knife and sliced both of his wrists. He sighed as the blood poured from him, suddenly overwhelmed with the need to sleep. He gave into it, only hearing a scream, but he was too tired to investigate it.

Ginny woke up to see blood, lot of it, with her brother being the source, she did the first thing that came to mind, scream. Instantly there were here people at her side, one on a phone. She noticed a letter on the table next to her. She picked it up as the paramedics arrived and took Ron away on a stretcher, "Oh, Ron, why?" she whispered to herself sadly. She looked at the letter, it read:

Ginny,

I'm sorry about everything. By the time you read this, I will most likely be dead; I just want you to know that I want it to be like this. I want you to know that I will always love you, and please tell Padma I love her. Ginny, I'll make sure you have at least one star in the sky for you.

Don't cry for me.

Ron Weasley

But Ginny did cry. She told Padma, who, as it turned out, was cheating on Ron. She thought maybe he had found out and it was her fault, but neither of them found out anything else about him.

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"Don't worry, I won't leave you again." Ron whispered to her. He picked her up and set her back in her seat, "I wont leave you again, I promise," he wiped her tears.

"Hey Ron, you might not know this, but, I have never seen you saw that much emotion before." Harry said, interrupting the reunion.

"Hey," Hermione objected, "I've never seen her so happy, why'd you interrupt them?"

"Because, look out the window, we're here."

TBC

So, how was it? Tell me how you feel and I'll try to get back to you, but has outlawed responding to reviews, so I wont be doing it in the fic. And Ginny wasn't going to be in this, it just sort of happened… oh well! R&R!

Kait