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Chapter Three

Ginny was sitting in the courtroom next to Harry fidgeting nervously; her family was in the next row behind her. She was about to be called for witness to the prosecution. She turned to Harry and took a deep breath, "I can't do this." She whispered.

"Ginny you have to. I'm right here it will be okay." He gave her hand a squeeze and smiled encouragingly.

"I call Ginevra Molly Weasley to the witness stand please."

Ginny slowly stood up, looking in Malfoy's direction; he gave her an evil smirk. She felt like she was going to pass out. Once she got to the witness chair she sat down and stared straight ahead.

"Miss Weasley. Will you please tell us your take on the events leading to this trial?"

Ginny's eyes began to well up with tears; she cleared her throat and looked up at the Wizengamot, "Eh-Everything Sir?"

"Yes please, as much as you can."

"Wh-Well… I was looking for Hermione Granger around nine o'clock that night. We hadn't seen her in awhile and were worried. I was walking toward the… the library…" Ginny began to tell her tale. She recalled every detail best to her memory. She even described the feeling of trying to scream in her own head. When she was got to the end she took a deep breath and blinked her tears away, "And then he said… He said 'I finally beat him at something'."

"And who is 'He' Miss Weasley."

"My… My boyfriend Harry Potter, sir." Tears escaped from her eyes and she quickly swiped them away.

"Thank you Miss Weasley. I know that was very hard for you. You may step down. All in favor of a conviction say I." Every member of the jury said I in unison. "The I's clearly have it. But Mr. Malfoy I do not think a sentence of life in Azkaban will do you any good, further more a Dementor's Kiss will only reward you for what you have done, a copout if you will. I sentence you to life in St. Mungo's Mental Health and Criminal Justice Ward. You will have to attend group therapy with other criminals of this nature, and you will be required to serve 8,640 hours of Community Service, that is one year Mr. Malfoy. If you violate any of these conditions in any way, shape, or form; you will be subjected to the Dementor's Kiss, I do not take violent crimes against a weaker person; male or female; lightly Mr. Malfoy. You will learn your lesson plus some. All in favor of this sentence say I."

Again every voice in unison said, "I."

Harry stood up, looking at Ginny. Her face was red and blotchy from crying, she was starring off into space not moving, "Ginny honey… The trial is over." Ginny remained where she was, "Ginny. Ginny let's go." Harry held his hand out to her but she didn't take it. "Ginny?"

Finally she snapped out of the trance she was in and shook her head, "I'm sorry. I… I just can't believe it."

"He's locked up now. He won't hurt you again."

Ginny looked into Harry's shockingly green eyes, "Thank you Harry… for… for getting me through this." She hugged him, but it didn't feel right to him. It was too stiff and forced.

"Ginny?" He looked down at her, she was crying, "Something is wrong."

Ginny pulled away from him, "I… I feel… I think he took it away from me Harry."

"Took what away?"

"My ability to love." Ginny sobbed, "I don't feel the same way I used to when you touch me… I don't… I don't feel the same way when I see you walk into a room. I feel scared all the time. I feel… dead inside."

"Ginny, you are not dead inside. You are the same girl you used to be, the same girl that I have loved for two years."

"You don't understand… I'm not the same girl." Ginny ran out of the courtroom wiping her eyes.

"Where is Ginny going Harry?" Ron asked in a worried tone.

"I…I don't know. I'm going to look for her." When Harry finally caught up with Ginny she was crying in the Atrium of the Ministry.

He walked over to her slowly, "Ginny?"

"Just leave me alone Harry."

"What is wrong Ginny? Just tell me." Harry took her by the shoulders.

"I'm pregnant." She sighed, taking off her engagement ring Harry had given her over Christmas break and setting it down on the bench next to her, "I'm sorry." She stood up and disappeared into a fireplace.

Harry sat down in shock and picked up the ring, "Harry," Ron called from behind him.

Harry looked up, "Yeah?"

"Where'd Ginny go?"

"I don't know, into one of the fireplaces… she… she called it off Mate." Harry looked down at the ring in his hand, holding back tears.

"What? Why?" Ron sat down next to Harry and touched his shoulder reassuringly.

"Um…" Harry took a deep breath and sobbed, "I think you should ask her."