A/N: I really don't have anything to say. Please review though I like to
know what you think. I tried to italic the lyrics in the beginning and the
letter but I don't know if they'll show up when I upload it.
She wants to come home
But nobody is home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
With no place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside....
Be strong be strong now
Too many too many problems
Don't know where she belongs
Where she belongs
-Avril Lavinge: Nobody's Home
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Late May
Ginny Weasley sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall picking at her food. Pasta used to be her favorite but not anymore. She hadn't been hungry in weeks, not since term had started again. She hadn't gone home for Christmas; in fact she hadn't seen her family in months. Her father was in hiding, somewhere she didn't know where and she hadn't heard from him since he left last year.
Her mother, Molly Weasley had died in an attack on muggles near Diagon Alley. They didn't know the details but from what Dumbledore had found out some Death Eaters had found a few little muggle children and decided to attack them. Molly had come across them somehow, no one was sure, and had protected them with her own life. The Death Eaters seemed to have killed her and when the Ministry had arrived they had found her next to a few surviving little children. Ginny didn't like to think about it. It only made her more upset and withdrawn. Her only comfort was that her mother had saved the lives of those children and knowing her mother, that was the way she would have wanted to die.
Bill was out in Egypt still, doing something for the war. Charlie was training dragons to fight; Fred and George were inventing gadgets that would come in handy to defeat Voldemort from across the continent. No one would speak to Percy even though he'd begged for forgiveness, and Ron was out on the front lines as an auror with Harry and Hermione.
Thinking of Harry her hand flew to her neck where a ring hung. Her engagement ring once belonging to Lily Potter was all she had left to keep her holding on. Harry had given it to her before he left hoping that when all of this ended they could get married. Though Ginny was only seventeen and Harry was eighteen they both had faced enough together to know that though they were in love for life.
Sighing, she gave up trying to work up an appetite and gathered her books to go back to the dormitory. The last months had been hard on her, in just the few months since she'd started her seventh year Ginny had lost unhealthy amounts of weight and was battling nightmares everytime she went to sleep. Her days were difficult due to her head girl duties and studying for her N.E.W.Ts.
Ginny slung her bag over her shoulder and headed out of the Great Hall, only one person noticed her leave a small young man with pale blond hair and a camera in his hand. Watching her leave he quickly grabbed his stuff and followed her up the stairs and to the portrait of the fat lady.
She felt especially exhausted today from another night of nightmares. Every night she had the same dream, she'd be in the Chamber of Secrets laying on the ground her life draining out of her but instead of Harry coming to her rescue Tom would release the basilisk on her and she would slowly be eaten while Tom laughed. Then Harry entered and screamed and tried to fight it, then she would wake up.
"Ginny, wait up," Ginny's thoughts were interrupted by Colin Creevy running toward her panting. "Man, you walk fast for a girl," he said catching his breath.
"Are you saying girls can't walk fast, Colin," Ginny snapped. She had a prefect meeting to supervise that night as well as a four foot essay on polyjuice potions to finish and was not in the mood to be joked with by annoying boys with cameras.
"No, I just came up cause I had to ask you something."
"And that something is...?" She said rudely.
Though Colin looked surprised by her standoffishness he didn't show it. "I just wanted to know if you'd heard from Harry." Those few words broke down the wall Ginny had put up, but she tried her best to keep from showing it.
"Why would I have heard from Harry Colin?" She asked. Their engagement was supposed to be a secret not even Ron and Hermione knew that they'd even dated. If the wrong people found out both their lives and those close to them were in danger.
"Well you're engaged aren't you?"
"Colin," she said exasperated. "You aren't supposed to know about that, if you tell anyone you are in serious danger."
"I haven't," he stammered. "See I found out because the night he proposed I came downstairs for my charms essay and I overheard."
"You came down at three in the morning for your charms essay." Ginny said in disbelief.
"Well I woke up at three in the morning and remembered I hadn't finished it so I came down. I only asked you if you'd heard from him because I'm desperate for news," Colin protested. Ginny could understand the way he felt. With all Hogsmede visits banned and having the Daily Prophet blown up just about everyone was desperate to know what was happening in the war. Even the teachers refused to tell what they knew for fear of frightening the younger students.
"I'm sorry Colin," Ginny said regretfully. "I haven't heard from Harry all year or from anyone for that matter. I understand why you'd ask I mean if anyone has news Harry does."
"So I guess you'll be out there next year won't you?" Colin asked.
"If you mean joining the Order most likely, but I don't know if they'll take me."
"Why wouldn't they?" Colin asked a bit shocked. "I mean your whole family's in it." His last comment made Ginny's face turn to stone. Not only did any mention of her family upset her but she hated people assuming things about her because she was a Weasley.
"Good night Colin." Ginny said turning on her heel. "I'm going in before Snape or Filch catches us and finds out we left dinner without saying anything." She muttered the password and went up the stairs to her dormitory.
First checking to make sure that all of her roommates were still at dinner Ginny went to her four poster bed and from underneath pulled out a small rosewood box. Her father had made her the box when she was very little with some muggle tools and a few spells. One the lid the name Ginerva Molly Weasley was carved in flowing letters and beneath it a beautiful rose. It had been her special box since she was very small. Her father had put a charm on it so no one could open it but her, so she had used it through out the years to put things she didn't want her brothers to find. She gingerly stroked the letters on the lid remembering all the summers as a little girl stealing Ron's socks and hiding them in it so that his feet for always cold. Smiling she lifted the lid and breathed in the lovely wood smell.
First she lifted out her very first Hogwarts letter that she had saved from when she was eleven. She remembered how proud she was to be going off to Hogwarts with her brothers and learning magic. She put it aside and pulled out a little golden locket her father had given her before he left. It had been her mothers and she hadn't worn it lately since seeing it made her sad. Arthur had told her about how he'd placed a charm on it so that whenever she put it on she would feel comforted and loved. Wishing she'd remembered to put it on earlier she clasped the locket around her neck letting it rest near her engagement ring.
Immediately she felt a warm comforting feeling creep through her. Though it made her feel better, this wasn't what she had opened the box for. The rest of the box was papers and letters from years gone by. There were some from her mother, some from Hermione, some even from when her brothers had been at school and she hadn't and finally tied with a blue ribbon were letters from Harry.
When Harry had been at school with her last year they hadn't managed to get much time alone so they sent letters to each other. In the bundle were about twenty letters dated from September to June all full of little jokes and stories telling her about his day. Ginny had written back to each one giving just as may small little details even if Harry had been there. Ginny flipped through them and found the last one he had written her dated the fifteenth of June.
Ginny, He wrote
By the time you open this I will be gone with Ron and Hermione to Grimmauld Place. Ron, I'm sure has told you begged and pleaded with Dumbledore to let you come for the summer but he insists it's safer for you here. Ginny, I won't see you again until you graduate which seems like forever away but know I love you very much and won't ever forget you. No matter how hard things get Gin there is one thing I want you to know: when all of this is over and Voldemort is gone. We'll spend every moment we can together to make up for all the years worth of lost time. You are my love and my light Gin don't ever forget that.
I love you,
Harry
Ginny traced the words with her fingers missing him. He had been right, she hadn't seen him since he'd left with Ron and Hermione and there hadn't been a single letter, it was too dangerous. Finished she put everything back in the box and got ready for the Prefect meeting.
Later
It was around midnight and Professor Sprout was on lookout in the astronomy tower. She couldn't have asked for a worse evening on lookout. The sky was cloudy covering up the full moon as well as the stars. There was a hint of humidity that would likely promise rain by morning.
'Great' she thought 'Just what I need, rain to make visibility worse.'
It wasn't that she minded her lookout job too much young Mr. Longbottom took over her classes in the mornings so she didn't have to teach and she liked the peace of the outside air, when it wasn't raining. She turned toward her telescope ready for one last look before the watch changed and Snape took over. Everything seemed fine until she focused on Hogsmede.
The Three Broomsticks was strangely quite for a bar as was the Hogs Head, in fact the entire village was completely dark. Taking another look she focused the telescope in and gasped. Gliding toward the castle were hundreds of dementors and people in black cloaks. She gasped and pressed her foot down on a small-concealed button sending a silent alarm through the castle.
She wants to come home
But nobody is home
That's where she lies
Broken inside
With no place to go
To dry her eyes
Broken inside....
Be strong be strong now
Too many too many problems
Don't know where she belongs
Where she belongs
-Avril Lavinge: Nobody's Home
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Late May
Ginny Weasley sat at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall picking at her food. Pasta used to be her favorite but not anymore. She hadn't been hungry in weeks, not since term had started again. She hadn't gone home for Christmas; in fact she hadn't seen her family in months. Her father was in hiding, somewhere she didn't know where and she hadn't heard from him since he left last year.
Her mother, Molly Weasley had died in an attack on muggles near Diagon Alley. They didn't know the details but from what Dumbledore had found out some Death Eaters had found a few little muggle children and decided to attack them. Molly had come across them somehow, no one was sure, and had protected them with her own life. The Death Eaters seemed to have killed her and when the Ministry had arrived they had found her next to a few surviving little children. Ginny didn't like to think about it. It only made her more upset and withdrawn. Her only comfort was that her mother had saved the lives of those children and knowing her mother, that was the way she would have wanted to die.
Bill was out in Egypt still, doing something for the war. Charlie was training dragons to fight; Fred and George were inventing gadgets that would come in handy to defeat Voldemort from across the continent. No one would speak to Percy even though he'd begged for forgiveness, and Ron was out on the front lines as an auror with Harry and Hermione.
Thinking of Harry her hand flew to her neck where a ring hung. Her engagement ring once belonging to Lily Potter was all she had left to keep her holding on. Harry had given it to her before he left hoping that when all of this ended they could get married. Though Ginny was only seventeen and Harry was eighteen they both had faced enough together to know that though they were in love for life.
Sighing, she gave up trying to work up an appetite and gathered her books to go back to the dormitory. The last months had been hard on her, in just the few months since she'd started her seventh year Ginny had lost unhealthy amounts of weight and was battling nightmares everytime she went to sleep. Her days were difficult due to her head girl duties and studying for her N.E.W.Ts.
Ginny slung her bag over her shoulder and headed out of the Great Hall, only one person noticed her leave a small young man with pale blond hair and a camera in his hand. Watching her leave he quickly grabbed his stuff and followed her up the stairs and to the portrait of the fat lady.
She felt especially exhausted today from another night of nightmares. Every night she had the same dream, she'd be in the Chamber of Secrets laying on the ground her life draining out of her but instead of Harry coming to her rescue Tom would release the basilisk on her and she would slowly be eaten while Tom laughed. Then Harry entered and screamed and tried to fight it, then she would wake up.
"Ginny, wait up," Ginny's thoughts were interrupted by Colin Creevy running toward her panting. "Man, you walk fast for a girl," he said catching his breath.
"Are you saying girls can't walk fast, Colin," Ginny snapped. She had a prefect meeting to supervise that night as well as a four foot essay on polyjuice potions to finish and was not in the mood to be joked with by annoying boys with cameras.
"No, I just came up cause I had to ask you something."
"And that something is...?" She said rudely.
Though Colin looked surprised by her standoffishness he didn't show it. "I just wanted to know if you'd heard from Harry." Those few words broke down the wall Ginny had put up, but she tried her best to keep from showing it.
"Why would I have heard from Harry Colin?" She asked. Their engagement was supposed to be a secret not even Ron and Hermione knew that they'd even dated. If the wrong people found out both their lives and those close to them were in danger.
"Well you're engaged aren't you?"
"Colin," she said exasperated. "You aren't supposed to know about that, if you tell anyone you are in serious danger."
"I haven't," he stammered. "See I found out because the night he proposed I came downstairs for my charms essay and I overheard."
"You came down at three in the morning for your charms essay." Ginny said in disbelief.
"Well I woke up at three in the morning and remembered I hadn't finished it so I came down. I only asked you if you'd heard from him because I'm desperate for news," Colin protested. Ginny could understand the way he felt. With all Hogsmede visits banned and having the Daily Prophet blown up just about everyone was desperate to know what was happening in the war. Even the teachers refused to tell what they knew for fear of frightening the younger students.
"I'm sorry Colin," Ginny said regretfully. "I haven't heard from Harry all year or from anyone for that matter. I understand why you'd ask I mean if anyone has news Harry does."
"So I guess you'll be out there next year won't you?" Colin asked.
"If you mean joining the Order most likely, but I don't know if they'll take me."
"Why wouldn't they?" Colin asked a bit shocked. "I mean your whole family's in it." His last comment made Ginny's face turn to stone. Not only did any mention of her family upset her but she hated people assuming things about her because she was a Weasley.
"Good night Colin." Ginny said turning on her heel. "I'm going in before Snape or Filch catches us and finds out we left dinner without saying anything." She muttered the password and went up the stairs to her dormitory.
First checking to make sure that all of her roommates were still at dinner Ginny went to her four poster bed and from underneath pulled out a small rosewood box. Her father had made her the box when she was very little with some muggle tools and a few spells. One the lid the name Ginerva Molly Weasley was carved in flowing letters and beneath it a beautiful rose. It had been her special box since she was very small. Her father had put a charm on it so no one could open it but her, so she had used it through out the years to put things she didn't want her brothers to find. She gingerly stroked the letters on the lid remembering all the summers as a little girl stealing Ron's socks and hiding them in it so that his feet for always cold. Smiling she lifted the lid and breathed in the lovely wood smell.
First she lifted out her very first Hogwarts letter that she had saved from when she was eleven. She remembered how proud she was to be going off to Hogwarts with her brothers and learning magic. She put it aside and pulled out a little golden locket her father had given her before he left. It had been her mothers and she hadn't worn it lately since seeing it made her sad. Arthur had told her about how he'd placed a charm on it so that whenever she put it on she would feel comforted and loved. Wishing she'd remembered to put it on earlier she clasped the locket around her neck letting it rest near her engagement ring.
Immediately she felt a warm comforting feeling creep through her. Though it made her feel better, this wasn't what she had opened the box for. The rest of the box was papers and letters from years gone by. There were some from her mother, some from Hermione, some even from when her brothers had been at school and she hadn't and finally tied with a blue ribbon were letters from Harry.
When Harry had been at school with her last year they hadn't managed to get much time alone so they sent letters to each other. In the bundle were about twenty letters dated from September to June all full of little jokes and stories telling her about his day. Ginny had written back to each one giving just as may small little details even if Harry had been there. Ginny flipped through them and found the last one he had written her dated the fifteenth of June.
Ginny, He wrote
By the time you open this I will be gone with Ron and Hermione to Grimmauld Place. Ron, I'm sure has told you begged and pleaded with Dumbledore to let you come for the summer but he insists it's safer for you here. Ginny, I won't see you again until you graduate which seems like forever away but know I love you very much and won't ever forget you. No matter how hard things get Gin there is one thing I want you to know: when all of this is over and Voldemort is gone. We'll spend every moment we can together to make up for all the years worth of lost time. You are my love and my light Gin don't ever forget that.
I love you,
Harry
Ginny traced the words with her fingers missing him. He had been right, she hadn't seen him since he'd left with Ron and Hermione and there hadn't been a single letter, it was too dangerous. Finished she put everything back in the box and got ready for the Prefect meeting.
Later
It was around midnight and Professor Sprout was on lookout in the astronomy tower. She couldn't have asked for a worse evening on lookout. The sky was cloudy covering up the full moon as well as the stars. There was a hint of humidity that would likely promise rain by morning.
'Great' she thought 'Just what I need, rain to make visibility worse.'
It wasn't that she minded her lookout job too much young Mr. Longbottom took over her classes in the mornings so she didn't have to teach and she liked the peace of the outside air, when it wasn't raining. She turned toward her telescope ready for one last look before the watch changed and Snape took over. Everything seemed fine until she focused on Hogsmede.
The Three Broomsticks was strangely quite for a bar as was the Hogs Head, in fact the entire village was completely dark. Taking another look she focused the telescope in and gasped. Gliding toward the castle were hundreds of dementors and people in black cloaks. She gasped and pressed her foot down on a small-concealed button sending a silent alarm through the castle.