Chapter 2 - Realizations
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Harry lay in bed after a long day of explanations and endless hugs. He had had his first family dinner in a long time and was the happiest he had ever been. Except one thing. Ginny never came down for dinner. She never left her room in fact. Hermione went up to talk to her but ended up getting yelled at and came down with a dejected face. Harry also thought he might have seen a small bruise forming on her arm. They could only assume what happened as Hermione didn't say anything about it. Harry turned over on his side. She was probably mad that he had come back. He had caused her brother's death. What's more brutal than that? He didn't blame her but he wished things could've been different, he wanted to show her he really did care about her, and didn't want to see her hurt. But he wasn't good at that kind of stuff, he never had been, he would have to try and figure something out though.
Ginny sat upright on her narrow bed, thinking. She had been sitting there for hours now, just thinking. Harry had come back. What did that mean? She couldn't explain her feelings about Harry, it was too difficult. A light knocking on her wooden door sounded, just like a few hours ago when Hermione had came up. Ginny groaned. Hermione knocked on the door again, "Ginny? Please let me in," she begged.
"Fine, come in," Ginny said irritably. Her door flew open and in Hermione came, "Shut the door behind you please," she said tiredly.
Hermione took the shiny handle and shut the door, she then hopped on Ginny's bed without an invitation, "What's got you in a bundle?" Hermione asked, "You were fine before, until.." she trailed off, "Oh.. this is about Harry, isn't it?"
"What does it matter?" Ginny asked exasperatedly, "He's back, and it's bloody brilliant isn't it?" she said using violent hand movements and then letting her hands flop down on her bed.
"Why are you so upset? I thought you guys.. You know.. Fancied each other," she said.
"Well, I thought I did, I thought he did, but he left Hermione, a year, without any indication of where he had gone. He left me when I needed him most. My brother died Hermione!" she said harshly, "And Harry left, with no way of finding him, or contacting him. Do you know how much that worried me? I thought him dead!" she confessed tears rolling silently down her face, "He said he would tell me everything, everything that you lot had been whispering about behind my back for these past years! But he left! He wasn't there for me, he left me behind. And now he's back! What do you want me to do Hermione? Leap for joy? Can't I be angry? No, let's all be bloody happy even though for the past year we've all thought he was dead," she ranted, "Don't deny it Hermione, I know you thought it too," she finished.
"I wasn't denying it! It's true, I did think him dead, but he's back now so can't we all just enjoy it?" Hermione asked.
"You may forgive and forget easily Hermione, but I'm not like that, sorry to say," Ginny said and threw herself, face down, onto her soft, blue pillow.
"Well.. I'll talk to him…" Hermione said.
"No!" Ginny shouted bolting upright again, "I mean.. If he wants to talk to me, or apologize, I want him to do it because he wanted to, not because you told him to Hermione," she explained.
Hermione sighed, "But.. Okay fine, but if this goes on long I'm gonna do something about it," she said.
Ginny frowned, "What do you mean? What's going on long?" she asked confused.
"You and Harry. Being… distant," Hermione tried to explain, "I don't know, but you're acting weird, and by the way," she said standing up to leave, "You need to come down for breakfast tomorrow, or else. I hate being the only girl down there besides your mum," she confessed.
Ginny rolled her eyes, "Whatever," she mumbled as Hermione left her room. She sighed and stared at the pale walls in her room.
Harry opened his eyes as he woke up to see Hermione peering over. He leapt in the air about a mile before pulling his sheets over himself, "Hermione! You can't do that! You just about gave me a heart attack!" he exclaimed.
"No matter, get up, Mrs. Weasley says it's time for breakfast," she said pointedly and noticed that Ron was still asleep, "Ronald Bilius Weasley," she muttered and walked across the room to him. She started shaking him violently, "Wake up, wake up, wake up!" she said, "Honestly, both of you, get dressed, Ron, it's time for breakfast," she rolled her eyes.
Ron leapt up just as Harry had done, "Let us sleep would ya?" he asked laying back down.
Hermione picked up a nearby soft pillow and slammed it down on Ron, "Get up! Your mum says it's time for breakfast," she said putting the pillow down and walking towards the door, "Be down in 10 minutes, and don't you dare fall back asleep Ronald!" she scolded.
Ron groaned and rolled over to his side as Hermione left the room, "Bloody hell," he muttered.
After Harry and Ron got dressed, they both trudged down the stairs of the Burrow tiredly, "I wonder what's for breakfast," Ron said sleepily, "I think I smell sausages," he said perking up a bit and running down the rest of the stairs. Harry hurried to follow but bumped into someone on the landing.
"Sorry," he apologized, then he noticed it was Ginny, "Oh! Hey!" he said happily as he silently cursed himself. Oh hey? That's all you could come up with? What rubbish! He thought to himself.
Ginny nodded quickly at him and rushed up the rest of the stairs. Had she already had breakfast? Harry wondered. He regretted not waking up sooner if that was the case. Harry continued to walk down the stairs when finally he reached the bottom step, he then rushed over to the dining table where Ron was already eating, and Hermione was sitting across from him.
"Honestly Ron, chew with your mouth closed," scolded Hermione, she turned her head away and her eyes landed on Harry, "Oh! Hello Harry! What took you so long?" she asked.
"I- uh- ran into Ginny on the way down. Is she alright? She looked depressed. Has she already ate?" he asked.
"Um.. sort of, not really. She left once Ron came down, she hadn't had anything to eat yet, maybe you could bring her up something?" Hermione suggested.
"Yeah- yeah, I'll do that," Harry said, giving her a small smile. He loaded a plate with food and practically ran up the stairs with it, almost tripping and falling on the way. Ron watched him go with his face stuffed.
"What is it with him?" he asked Hermione, with his mouth full of food.
Hermione made a disgusted noise but Ron didn't notice, "Don't you see? They miss each other, but Ginny's too stubborn to admit it," she said like it was the most obvious thing in the entire world.
"Oh," Ron said shrugging and went back to stuffing his face with sausage.
Harry walked up to Ginny's door and knocked, "Um, it's Harry, can I come in?" he asked softly.
From inside the room Ginny looked up from her book and put it in her lap, "Oh, sure," she said lamely. Her door creaked open and she spotted the food Harry had brought up for her, "I'm not hungry," she said cooly.
"Oh, that's fine," Harry said coming into her room anyways, "So uh- is everything alright?" he asked her, "You seem down," he explained.
"I don't have a clue what you're talking about, I'm perfectly fine, is that all you came in here for?" she asked harshly picking her book back up and starting to read it again. Once Harry started to talk again she put it down again, but this time a bit annoyed.
"Well.. No, not exactly. I was kind of hoping we could talk. You know, alone for once," Harry said suddenly becoming very nervous. She probably didn't want to talk to him.
"Fine, I guess so, what is it that you want to talk to me so badly about?" Ginny said.
"Um- I don't know, I just thought you might want to talk.." he said as lamely as Ginny had invited him in.
Ginny glared at him, "And I thought you were going to tell me everything," she mumbled angrily. Her eyes widened as she realized she had said this aloud.
"What? What do you mean by everything?" he asked.
She rolled her eyes, sometimes Harry could be so dim, "Everything! You told me that after the war you would tell me everything! What you guys did when you were on the run! What you lot always talked about behind my back for years! You said that no matter what happened, if you were still alive, you'd try to tell me everything. Well! Newsflash! You're alive! Even though for the past year no one's thought that!" she burst out, "I thought you cared about me, but you left. You said you'd tell me everything, and you left. You left when I needed you the most, Harry. My brother died, and you weren't there to comfort me. Tonks, Remus, others. You weren't there," she said coldly her voice wavering, "I waited Harry. I waited a whole year while you lot were off on the run! And then, as soon as you return, you leave me again! Harry, how could you!?" she asked, silent tears flowing again.
Harry looked down, flushing a deep red, "I- I'm sorry," he mumbled.
"Sorry? Sorry! Sorry won't cut it this time Harry, I need some time alone, please get out," Ginny said rudely and pointed at her door, "The door is over there," she said.
Harry nodded and slowly trudged out of the room.
"Harry?" Ginny called, he looked back hopefully, "Take the plate with you," she said.
A/N - I'm so sorry about the short chapters! Soon I might post a one-shot of what really happened in Ginny's room. I always love opening my email to find that one of you favorited, followed, or reviewed. I love all of the support! Review and tell me what you think should happen next!