Chapter Two

As Harry got nearer and nearer to Ginny's room he thought he heard what was glass shattering against a wall.When he reached her door he raised his hand and knocked. After a few seconds he didn't hear an answer but then he heard ginny shout...

"Go away!" Ginny yelled from inside of her room.

Harry decided to go anyways, poking his head in at first. When Ginny din't say anything about Harry coming in, Harry walked in, putting his belongings down. He looked around her room and saw that her floor was littered with broken picture frames,shattered glass, and ripped pictures. Ginny looked up at Harry and asked,

"What the hell do you want,Harry?"

"Ginny,I really think that we need to talk."

"Harry,you are the last person on Earth that I want to talk to right now."

Harry went further into her room and bent over the mess of glass and wood.As he looked closer at the shreads of pictures he noticed that they were of himself and Ginny.
He looked up at Ginny sadly.

"Why did you rip all of the photos of us?" Harry asked.

Ginny turned her head not facing Harry.

"Because you are in them." Ginny replied, still not looking at Harry.

"Is this because I broke it off with you after Dumbledore's funeral? You know that I cared about you too much to put you in danger like that. Voldemort used people that I was closed to. That's why I didn't want you to fight with me,Ron,Hermione and the rest of the order in the last battle.Don't you understand?

Harry was starting to get annoyed and mad.He could feel himself going red in the face.

"Cared?" Ginny said.

"What are you talking about Ginny?"

"You said that you cared about me.You don't care about me anymore?" Ginny said finally looking up at Harry.

"Of course I care about you and I still like you but you obviously don't feel the same way about me." Harry said this as he was pointing at the mess of broken photos.

Ginny was starting to tear up.She looked upset,confused,and hurt."Wow" Harry thought to himself..."she is even beautiful when she's crying."
And with that Harry turned toward her door,picked up his belongings and was about to turn the knob when he turned around,pulled his wand out and pointed it at the ripped pictures and said,

"Reparo!"

The glass shards, wood piecies and pictures repaired themselves instantly and flew back into Ginny's hand.After that Harry turned his back on her and left her room.But he didn't know that for the next hour, Ginny would be staring at the pictures silently crying.