Ginny was the first to notice Harry's disappearence, and ignoring Ron's claims that he was in ther bathroom, Ginny excused herself from the dinner table, and quickly walked upstairs. She stopped infront of Ron's bedroom door, and hesitated before she knocked lightly. Her knock was faint, and no-one answered. She pushed the door opened enough to see in, but enough to keep her face hidden. Soft whispers escaped the room, so Ginny was able to hear them, but only barely.
"..Never. I made a mistake, she'll never understand now. I brought her something, do you think she'll like it?" A soft hoot from Hedwig had escaped the room. "Yeah, she'll never take me back now, will she? I messed up..."
As Harry stopped speaking, Ginny's eyes were slightly wide, and her heart pounded quickly in her chest. She always knew that Harry's feelings for her had lingered, but never though she'd hear him saying that she wouldn't take him back.
"I have this..." Harry reached into his pocket, and showed it to the owl, who hooted once more. Ginny tried to ctach a glimps of the item in his hand, but failed to do so as Harry had his back towards her. "Do you think she'll like it..?" The owl hooted yet again, as though he understood everyword that was being said. Harry got to his feet, and started to pace the small room. He sighed to himself, feeling ridiculus that he was sitting in his bestfriends room, and talking about his little sister to an owl.
"Pathetic.." He muttered, kicking the wall hard, yet making sure it wouldn't make too much of a loud nose. He turned around so Ginny could see his face. He seemed to be annoyed with himself. Ginny gasped softly, and moved a step away from the door, not a moment to soon. The door flew open, and Harry stormed out of the room, letting the door shut behind him. He seemed so lost within himself that he didn't realise Ginny standing so close to him, breathing quickly as her heart pounded hard in her chest.
After Ginny's heart stopped vibrating in her chest, she slowly walked back downstairs to the small dinner party which was still taking place. As she re-entered the room, she noticed that Tonks now sat talking to Hermione, whilst Lupin was in a convosation with Bill Weasley, Fleur attatched to Bill's arm. Ginny smiled softly, and took her place on the otherside of Hermione.
Tonk's turned her head slightly, and smiled at Ginny, before continuing a convosation about defencive spells with Hermione. As Hermione stated a fact about a spell that sounded rather difficult, Ginny's eyes begain to wander around the room. She looked untill her eyes found what they were searching for. She saw Harry, who now had joined into a convosation with Bill and Lupin. Harry seemed to be speaking about something serious. Fluer, who seemed to be getting impatient, got to her feet, and stretched. She let out a long, very audiable sigh, and Bill smirked slightly, getting to his feet also. "Woman can be tricky." He winked, and then turned and walked off, holding Fluers hand. Harry looked after him, blinking as though slightly shocked.
"What do you think, Ginny?" Hermione's voice echoed through the thoughts running through Ginny's head. Jumping slightly, Ginny turned to face Hermione and Tonks. "Uhm... Yeah..I Agree with Tonks...She..states a better point." Tonks smiled, her hair a dark brown, which seemed to suit her quite well. Hermione frowned, yet seemed to realise that Ginny's mind seemed to be elsewhere. Tonks yawned softly. "Sometimes the more simple spells seemed to be more effective. Look at Harry, when he used 'expelliamus' againts...Voldemort..." She seemed a little uncertain at using his name, but knew that now that he was gone that there was no point fearing a name. Harry had made them see that fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself.
Harry glaced over towards where Ginny sat, as though he heard his name being mentioned. He smiled at Ginny, and seemed to have lost himself in thought yet again. A faint smiled crept onto Ginny's lips. She winked, and got towards her feet, walking upstairs, and into her room. Harry shook himself out of his thoughts, and frowned, watching Ginny walk away. He sighed once, before returning to his convosation with Lupin.
Ginny awoke once the first rays of sunlight entered the room. She blinked the sleep out of her eyes, and rolled onto her side. Hermione was already awake; her bed was already made, and the book she had fallen asleep reading had been put away neatly. Ginny assumed that Hermione would be downstairs, either eating breakfast, or talking with one of the old order members who had stayed the night. She sighed, and slowly got towards her feet. She walked over towards her closet. Her pajamas were black, with a few white skulls scattered across it. As she slipped off her pajama shirt, letting it hit the ground with a soft 'thud', revealing a white bra, with a bit of lace around the edges, there was a soft knock on the door.
Before waiting for an answer, the door opened, and harry took a step into the room. Ginny squealed, and covered herself, as harry stopped in midstep. He stuttered an apology, and turned quickly, almost running out of the room, closing the door hurridly behind him. Ginny tried to stop herself from bursting out in laughter as his reaction. She giggled as she got dressed, and walked out of the room wearing a short grey and pink skirt, with a black belt, and a black shirt.
She skipped downstairs, and giggled softly as he saw Harry, sitting beside Ron and Hermione. She could tell he had kept quite about what he had seen, even though his heart still paced quickly. Ginny skipped into a kitchen, stealing a peice of buttered toat off a stack that sat in the middle of the table. Tonks groaned slightly, as she walked into the kitchen. "You look wonderful." Ginny took a bit out of her toast, giggling slightly. Tonks' hair was messy, as though she hadn't yet burhsed it, and her eyes were tired. Her clothes were creased; she wore a pare of old, torn jeans, and her weirdsisters shirt.
Tonks grumbled to herself, and dropped onto a chair. Ginny giggled. Tonk was deffinately not a morning person. Taking another bite from her toast, she turned, walking out of the kitchen, just as Harry and Ron entered, each grabbing a few peices of toast each.
Ginny walked over, and sat down next to Hermione. She smiled, eating the last of her toast. Hermione looked up as Ginny sat down, then her eyes went back to the rather large book in her arms. "Where did you disappear to last night?" She said, carefully turning the page. Ginny stiffled a yawn. "I went to be early." She said simply. Hermione rolled her eyes. "I ment when both you and Harry disappeared lastnight." Ginny looked towards the kitchen door, and even though she knew she couldn't be heard, her voice was fainter then usual. "I notice Harry went, so I was looking for him." She lied, and she got to her feet when Ron and harry re-entered the room, each carrying a fair amount of toast.
Hermione, who seemed to have had enough to eat, got to her feet, and followed the footsteps which Ginny took. Ginny entered her room, but left the door open, and sat down onto her bed. Hermione entered the room a few short moments after Ginny did, and sat down on the camp bed in which had been set up for her. "Is it me, or have you and Harry been distant since..the death of Voldemort...?" She asked cautiously.
Ginny lay down, placing her head onto her soft pillow. She shrugged slightly. "I..Don't know." She sighed. Hermione looked at Ginny. "Im sure that you will both work-" Ginny interupted Hermione, as she desided to tell her what she had overheard. "I heard Harry talking; to Hedwig, though more to himself. He said that he had lost every chance of getting me back, and he screwed everything up when he broke up with me. He kept saying that, and then he pulled something out of his pocket, wondering if I would like it. I didn't see what it was though.." Ginny said, rather quickly, though Hermione seemed to understand her everyword.
Hermione spoke rather quickly herself, as though she was attempting to hide something. "I...Uhm..Im sure its nothing! Im sure he was just looking at a birthday present he had gotten, or a gift..or uhm..something.." Hermione went red, and avoiding Ginny's eyes. Ginny rolled her eyes, and got to her feet. "Hermione, your a terrible lier. If you want to speak to me, i'll be in the garden.." She walked out of the room, letting the door click closed behind her.
Ginny sat down on a small swinging bench-like chair. It moved slowly back and fourth, back and fourth, it was almost hypnotysing. She sighed softly. The sun was seeting now; a faint, red line glowed across the horrason. It was a beautiful site, the pink clouds, the low, setting sun, and the tweets of birds as they say goodnight to their mates. Ginny was quite content, silent, and though she wasn't happy, she wasn't upset nor angry. She seemed to be quite emotionless at the time being, and sat, as little or no thoughts haunted her.
There was a small lake visable, which glowed with a faint outline of red. The setting sun's rays shimmered across the glistening water. Ginny smiled, staring out at the beautiful scence infront of her. It made her remember no matter what trouble she was in, or whatever amount of pain she felt, that happiness and beauty would always linger.
Harry walked silently towards where Ginny sat. The veiw couldn't have been more beautiful, but it was deffinately dimmed down by the beautiful image which sat infront of it. Ginny sighed happily, still swinging in the soft wind. Harry walked over towards her, and placed his hand onto her shoulder. She jumped the slightest bit, and turned her head to see Harry standing there. His bright green eyes shone in the setting rays of the sun. He didn't smile, but his eyes sparkled with happiness, and they seemed to sparkle with something else...