Ginny awoke with a start her whole body covered in a thin sheet of sweat and her delicate but strong hands shaking. Trying not to wake Harry who laid beside her still as anything and peaceful locked in a sleep where no horrors could enter but only dreams. Slowly Ginny got out of their bed and walked down stairs to where she would grab her favourite pillow that she would cuddle into her chest when anything bad or worryingly happened.
Even at the age of twenty she still had nightmares of the experience that her eleven year old self could never forget about not even an Obliviate charm would work upon those horrors of past that had become just a memory to all but her. To her it was a cage that trapped her in and even though most nights just being beside Harry was enough to get rid of them and leave her just for a night.
Sitting in the chair that was a dark red with slight holes in and patches on it from the years it had been in her family, the Weasleys. When her and Harry had gotten married her family had given them the chair because it used to be the chair that Fred and George (before Fred had been killed in the battle of Hogwarts) had given her comfort and made her laugh when she was upset about anything from feeling ill to a nightmare.
She slowly let the tears fall down her face and let her guard down, even though she was comfortable with being Harry and who she was in front of him she still didn't want to appear weak (The Weasley family had never got upset over anything silly and also the fact of having six brothers). Ginny wiped away her tears upon hearing footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Ginny … you ok?" Harry asked as he went over to Ginny sat in that red chair, Harry was still a bit sleepy but he knew that she only came down here and sat in that chair when she had nightmares.
"I'm fine Harry, go back to sleep." Ginny replied running her hand through his messy black hair that could never be controlled.
"I'm not going up without you," Harry picked up Ginny in his arms much like the night of their honeymoon, it only seemed like yesterday but they both knew it was a year ago. He carried her up the stairs and in to their bedroom and laid her down gently and then curled up next to her wrapping both his arms around her, protecting her from the nightmare that he knew she had gone through. "I love you Ginny, always." Harry whispered soothingly into her ear and with one of his hands her did he draw patterns on back trying to sooth her and protect her. "It's just a memory,"