Ginny had been sitting on Harry's couch all night. She couldn't take her eyes off the unmoving form of her, well she wasn't sure what he was anymore, but she knew to see him this still for this long was wrong. When she thought of Harry she thought of movement of action, he never seriously injured himself. She knew he'd been unconscious for a couple of days at the end of his first year, but in the time she had been at Hogwarts he had never been this still for this long after being injured. Harry was supposed to be indestructible; you could slow him down, but never stop him. Ginny didn't like seeing him like this. She sighed and checked her watch it was time for more potions.

Ginny moved to where Harry was propped up on pillows and gently shook his unbandaged shoulder to wake him and administer the potions. She watched his eyes flutter open and watched as he swallowed the potion she handed him. Unlike the previous times though Harry's eyes remained open. "You look tired Gin lay down" he slurred trying to pat the space next to him.

"I can lie down on the couch Harry, I don't want to jostle you and hurt you by accident."

"You could never hurt me Gin; it's me who keeps hurting you."

Ginny stared at him in shook, Harry's eyes were glazed over and he was mumbling. She was pretty sure he didn't have a clue what he was saying. "You don't hurt me Harry."

"I do, I try to keep it from you, but I do. Aunt Petunia's right I don't deserve someone to love me. You deserve someone love you Gin, someone special."

Ginny moved to sit next to Harry on the bed, "You Harry, do deserve to be loved, and I have someone special who loves me or at least who loved me, but I think I messed it up."

"I did same thing, you used to love me, you're too special, I messed up. I still love you, it hurts sometimes it's so much."

"I still do love you Harry, and I think we really need to talk about some things, but you're out of your mind on potions right now."

"It's okay, I remember. You're pretty, I don't tell you often enough."

Ginny watched as Harry attempted to lift his hand, it took a few tries, but he reached up and touched a piece of hair that had fallen from her pony tail. He looked at it with an expression of awe on his face.

"You know Gin. Remus told me once that Potter men are cursed, we only fall in love once. We give away our heart and that's it. He also said we like red headed women. He's right. My heart's yours, it's always gonna be. I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing Harry?"

"I want to tell you, but I don't know where to start. There's so much."

"How about we start small," Ginny pointed to a small round scar above his elbow on his right arm, "Where did this scar come from?"

Harry turned his head to look at his arm. He was quiet for a moment and Ginny was afraid he had fallen asleep when he spoke, "That's where the basilisk bit me."

Ginny felt tears well up in her eyes and before she could stop them they spilled over. Harry reached out to grab her hand, "Don't cry Gin. I didn't mean, don't be, it's not, don't be sad."

Ginny smiled, "I'm not sad, I just can't believe you sometimes. You went down in that chamber to save me and you hardly knew me. I was just some creepy little girl with a crush on you."

"Not creepy Gin, and I couldn't let you die. You were so tiny, so cold; I thought I was too late. I had to stop him before he took all of you."

Ginny sniffed and smiled at Harry, she looked at him again and pointed to what looked like a bite mark on his arm, "What about this one?"

Harry looked at it and frowned, "Nagini; it was Christmas, I went to see my parents. Would you like to come see them with me?"

Ginny nodded, "I'd like that very much Harry."

"Bathilda Bagshot showed up, snake was her, it was inside her. Nagini attacked, Voldemort came I saw the night he killed my parents. He watched them through the window. Dad made smoke rings with his wand I tried to catch them. Mum smiled at us, she took me up to bed. He crashed through the door. Dad told mum to run said he'd hold him back. And he laughed, he killed dad and he laughed. Mum didn't have a wand; she tried to barricade us in. He came and he told her to move, but she wouldn't move. She screamed 'not Harry please not Harry' she wouldn't move so he killed her and turned his wand on me. Then everything exploded and Hermione was bending over me telling me Nagini bit me, but we'd gotten away."

Ginny checked her watch again, "It's time for more potions Harry."

She handed him cups of potion and he swallowed them without complaint. She watched as his eyelids became heavy and he slipped once again into slumber. Ginny wondered if she'd remember anything when he woke.

Harry felt horrible, he tried opened his eyes and tried to sit up, but groaned in pain when he tried. He felt rather then saw someone next to him and was startled when he heard Ginny's voice.

"Are you okay Harry? What happened?"

Harry turned his head in the direction of her voice, "I'm okay I just tried to sit up. Gin if you're here does that mean that conversation really happened?"

Ginny nodded, "It did, please don't be mad at me I shouldn't have tried to talk to you about all that while you were drugged."

Harry smiled, "I'm likely to be drugged for a bit longer and we needed to talk about it."

Ginny nodded, "We did, I'm sorry for pushing you so much Harry. It's just I see you having nightmares, and it kills me that you won't let me help you. I know there's probably some stupid noble reason, with you there always is, but I want you to trust me enough to know that I'll be here for you whatever you need. I know I'm guilty too every time I try to talk to you about what went on at Hogwarts I just can't."

Harry smiled, "We'll start small then, tell me about this." Harry pointed to the scars on Ginny's knuckles.

"I got into a fist fight. The Carrows had taken my wand I was in detention; it was an easy one just cleaning. Crabbe was watching over me. He kept taunting me and finally I snapped. I punched him right in the face several times actually before he managed to pull me off, but I split my knuckles."

Harry picked up Ginny's hand and kissed it, "Thank you for telling me."

Ginny smiled, "my turn, how did you get hurt Monday?"

Harry sighed, "I wish I knew. We were out on a mission and I heard what sounded like some other aurors in distress. I went to check it out and woke up next to Neville at St. Mungo's. All I remember is seeing a furry thing coming at me and not getting out of the way quickly enough. Although I forgot my medallion so it's not surprising I got hurt."

"What medallion Harry?"

Harry pointed to his bedside table, "that one right there, I've never gotten hurt while I had that protective medallion with me on the job."

Ginny picked up the metal coin she had gifted Harry their first Christmas together, "But this is just a muggle trinket I saw it in a shop and thought you'd get a kick out of it the lady said they were given to pleasemen."

Harry laughed, "Its police men, and yes I know it's a muggles things, but I carry that medallion in my pocket every day at work, and I have never been seriously injured doing my job until Monday when I forgot to put it in my pocket."

Ginny placed the coin back on the table and smiled at Harry, "You really carry it with you every day?"

Harry smiled, "Yeah you gave it to me why wouldn't I? Now it's my turn why do you keep saying 'hit me' when we have an argument? I'm never going to intentionally hurt you."

Ginny took her place next to Harry, "It's actually really childish. It just seems like I get so riled up when we have arguments and while you have a nasty temper you rein it in around me. I don't want you to, in my family we never hold back our tempers with the ones we love. Merlin knows when mum is screaming at us for something we've done wrong that's one way we show affection. I'm just trying to push your buttons to get you to react to me. Why won't you ever just let yourself be furious with me?"

Harry sighed, "It never took much to make my Uncle mad. He would turn a particular shade of purple reserved especially for me. He would get rough with me when he was angry. On more than one occasion I picked me up by the scruff of my neck and threw me. I don't want to be that person. The people I love should never cower away from my temper. I really regret that Ron and Hermione had to do that in fifth year and I definitely won't do it to you. What are the marks on your back?"

Ginny turned her back to Harry and pulled up her shirt. Harry gasped when he saw the short jagged lines that traveled up and down her back.

"One scar for every detention I got from the Carrows. I stood up to them and they didn't like that, so they cut me." Ginny looked down at her watch, "It's time for more potions."

Ginny handed Harry more flasks of potion and then lay down next to him on the bed. She felt the many sleepless hours catch up to her and she quickly slipped into a deep sleep with Harry.