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They've been traveling through landscapes and cities and never got tired of looking around. Ginny felt as free as never before. She felt as if she had forgotten how to feel happy somehow. At home everything reminded her of the war and its aftermaths.

She could see that Neville and Luna felt the same. Though Harry's words about how stupid it was to travel like muggles with all the Death Eaters still walking around were still on her mind, she knew that it was the right thing to do.

She thought about all the times the three of them had fought along with Harry, had defeated them and had won. She wasn't that eleven year old child in the Chamber anymore.

She never thought about that time. It was still hard for her to explain how she could have let Tom in. He was so charming and understanding and always to be an outcast it was nice to have someone to whom she could talk to.

Ginny shivered. No, she told herself, this trip would not become a self-pity party. She had locked herself in her room for years filled with guilt and shame. Ginny only brought this time up once. She talked about that with Harry in his fifth year. She tried to comfort him after Sirius' death.

It was just about a few days after they returned from the ministry and Harry seemed devastated. Nobody could comfort him. Hermione told her that he didn't even talk to them.

She had noticed but she hadn't said anything until that time. But he seemed to fall deeper and deeper into that black hole she called home and because she knew she could help him she talked to him.

She spotted him wandering around in the castle as if he was trying to avoid everyone. She followed him away from the students who made their way towards the Great Hall or the Library.

"Harry?" she called after she made sure nobody else was in the corridor. She walked next to him slowing down "Can we talk for a minute?"

Harry seemed surprised at first and Ginny used this so he could not escape by giving her any excuses.

"It won't take long, I promise" she added and grabbed his arm. She led him to her secret spot. Not even Hermione knew it existed. Well, maybe Luna did but she knew she would never tell anyone.

The sun was almost touching the lake. It was the most beautiful view she could imagine and she shared it with Harry. They sat down and took the view in for a few minutes. Neither of them said something. Their hands just inches away from touching and Ginny knew if she would dare to touch him she would regret it. She fought the urge to and succeeded. Years of training, she suggested.

"You know, I never showed this place to anyone…" Ginny started and waited until Harry met her gaze. His beautiful green eyes, she thought and lost herself for a moment.

"Harry, I…"

Harry looked away and sighed annoyed. He clearly thought that she wanted to tell him how sorry she was about Sirius and that it wasn't his fault and all the other stuff people must have told him to make him feel better. Harry stood up and Ginny imitated his movement. He opened his mouth to say something but Ginny didn't let him.

"Look, I will not give you a speech about how sorry I am and stuff" she said quickly. Harry swallowed his words and waited for her to continue. He seemed to be interested in hearing what she had to say.

"I know you're upset and everything and I know that you think it was your fault what happened that night. And let's face it: It kind of is your fault."

Harry looked at her wide-eyed but then he nodded. It made her heart ache because she did most certainly not want him to feel guilty.

"Yes it is. I shouldn't have let Voldemort trick me like that. I should have known that he would try something like that. It's my fault Sirius came that night…" said Harry more angry than sad.

"What? No, that was not what I was talking about" said Ginny and gave him an annoyed glare "Seriously, Harry, all year you struggled with yourself, trying to find out if Voldemort possessed you or not. Acting all weird and trying to fight all by yourself. Why do you never ask for help, Harry?"

Harry looked at her in surprise. That was absolutely not what he was expecting. Ginny waited for an answer but when she saw that he couldn't give her on she continued:

"All you had to do was asking one simple question, Harry. And do you know who you could have asked?"

This time she wouldn't give him mercy. She demanded him to answer. She wanted to hear from his lips that he didn't know.

"No… No I don't know… I mean who could have known…?"

She heard him say it and it hurt more than she expected. He didn't remember at all. She told herself that it was only good for her to hear it. It just proved what she already knew. Little Weasley was just appendage. Thank you very much, Harry Potter, for making this clear.

"Well you could have asked me" she shouted. She didn't want to raise her voice like this but anger was better than grief. "I was possessed by him and I could have told you what it felt like!"

Harry looked confused but then he seemed to remember everything.

"The Chamber…" he said and took a step towards her "You…Of course… How could I ever-"

"Yeah… You forgot…" she said and laughed hard. Of course he had. "Well, lucky you. But I haven't. And I could have helped you. I could…" She couldn't speak further because she knew she would say too much.

"Ginny… I-"

"I know" she said without letting him say anything else "Well just do us all a favour and start asking for help. Maybe there are things you need to do, but even Harry Potter does not have to fight every battle on his own"

Harry didn't say anything. It was as if he was trying to make out if her words were making sense at all. She smiled at him and turned to face the grounds she loved and feared at the same time. The Great Hall was illuminated as the sun disappeared into the lake and the creatures of the Forbidden Forest made noises.

Ginny took the view in and promised herself that she would move on. Fancying Harry had only made her miserable and she wanted to be happy. The moment they would enter the castle again, Ginny would see Harry as a friend of her brother and only a friend. Maybe one day she could love him like a brother, she thought, like she loved Percy or Charlie.

She looked at him longingly, for the last time, hoping he could see in her eyes what she could not say. She tried to read in his eyes what he was thinking as he was staring into hers with an intensity she had never seen. Was he still struggling with what she said? Was he about to laugh about her?

She was dying to know but she would never ask. It could be something she didn't need to hear at all. It would only make her feel a lot worse than she already felt. She looked away from him.

"Let's go back" she said and started walking towards the castle. He hesitated but then followed her. None of them said anything. It felt as if everything has been said between them.

When they reached the Entrance Harry turned to face her. He looked into her eyes for a long moment and it was hard for her to not break her promise at once.

"Ginny, I… I'm sorry, honestly. And-" he said but was interrupted when the big doors swung open. They turned around to see Ron and Hermione waiting at the staircase. They seemed to wait for him.

"Well, I better get going" she said. She smiled one last time and as she stepped over the swelling she let go. Everything she would be doing in the future would be only for herself so she could finally become happy.

It was the first time she really did something for herself. Yes, doing this would only make her happy and nobody else. It was selfish but for now she didn't care.

Lost in her thoughts she didn't recognize that Neville was talking to her.

"Sorry, what did you just say?"

"I wanted to know if you're hungry, too" repeated Neville laughing. It remembered her of the times the three of them wandered around Hogwarts and rebelled in the underground. Ginny seemed to lose herself in her thoughts often, but Neville never asked. Instead he always laughed and repeated what he said.

That was why he was her best friend. She couldn't stand it when people always wanted to know everything. Therefor she was that close to Luna and Neville: Either they knew what she was thinking or they didn't ask.

Ginny noticed just in that moment how hungry she really was.

"Yes, should we search the restaurant in this train or-" she said but when she saw the look on Neville's face she stopped.

"Ginny, how long are we friends now?" he asked with an expression as if she had hurt his feelings "I'm always prepared. And having you as a friend, I'm twice as prepared"

"Oh shut up. If I was as clumsy as you I'd be prepared, too" Ginny laughed.

"Yes, Neville, I bet you forgot to pack the sandwiches" said Luna und smiled. Neville wanted to protest but then he thought about it and looked in his backpack as if he wanted to make sure he didn't forget them for real.

Luna and Ginny held their stomachs while watching Neville looking through his stuff almost in panic. Ginny and Luna exchanged a look as if to decide if they'll release him from his misery or if they'd watch him panic for a little longer.

"Oh Neville, I have them in my backpack" said Ginny finally. She handed Luna and him one and they ate them.

It's gotten dark outside and the trio were still on the train. Neville was sleeping and Luna and Ginny were talking about this and that.

"You know, Ginny, I really don't want to upset you or anything, but I think we should talk about you and Harry" said Luna suddenly.

"Well then don't. There is nothing to talk about. Me and Harry, we are friends. That's all"

Luna smiled. Before Ginny could hold her tongue she said:

"What? You think I'm lying don't you?"

"No, but I think you know that there is more between you two"

"Because you, like everybody else, think that I can't help myself but still be in love with him. Isn't that what Harry thinks, too? Why he's always so intimidated by me?" Ginny almost screamed.

Luna and Ginny remained silent for a moment and waited for Neville to make any evidence that he was awake. But he didn't.

"Ginny, I could tell you whatever you want to hear, but I won't. You know that you can never be just friends. He couldn't just be your friend either, even if he tried"

"What do you mean?" asked Ginny.

"Don't you see it? Or are you ignoring it?"

"I don't know what you mean"

"Really? You don't know it? Are you sure you don't want to admit what you're feeling?"

"Luna, you're not making any sense. What do you think am I feeling? That I'm not over Harry? I don't think I'll have to-"

"I'm not talking about your feelings for him"

Ginny looked at her with a puzzled look.

"Well-" started Luna but then she looked at Neville and recognized something. Ginny looked at sleeping Neville and then back at Luna "No… You should find it out yourself"

"But, Luna…" said Ginny but she knew that Luna wouldn't change her mind and so she hoped that she would find out soon.

"We'll be there in a few minutes" said Neville suddenly. Was he awake the whole time? Or maybe it was Neville waking up that Luna recognized.

Ginny blushed. Seriously, why would he remain silent and listen to their conversation? Not that she cared because she would tell Neville everything, but maybe she needed girl-talk more than she knew.

They arrived at their first destination and went to the little guesthouse right next to the station.

As soon as Ginny got to their room Ginny threw herself on the bed and closed her eyes. She didn't feel tired at all but she wanted some time alone. As soon as Neville and Luna decided to make a little shopping tour in the town they were staying, Ginny got up and walked over to the window.

It was a quiet little town, famous for the many mysterious stories. Though it was a normal day of the week, a lot of people seemed to be on the streets and Ginny could hear music from afar. It seemed to be a party going on or something, she thought.

And she was right, Neville and Luna rushed back into the room after a while shouting excited:

"There's a big party going on, come on Ginny let's go there"

"Aren't we lucky? There are about 15 people who are getting married. We'd be dancing at 15 different weddings" said Luna and twirled around.

"It's one legendary story of this town. Something about, every pair who is getting married tonight will live happily ever after or something like that" said Neville excited.

Because Ginny didn't want to spend the evening alone thinking about this or that and because she told herself before she wanted to enjoy this trip, she dressed up and the trio went to celebrate with hundreds of unknown.

They followed the crowd to a market place where loud music was playing and the people were dancing and singing along. Someone grabbed Ginny's hand and because she was caught by surprise she let the old man drag her to dance with him. She danced with him and laughed from the bottom of her heart when she saw Neville and Luna trying to copy the dance everybody else seemed to know. They looked so awkward as they stumbled over their own feet and tried to catch up with the beat.

It seemed as if the town never got tired and so the trio danced and laughed until they couldn't feel their feet anymore. At some point Ginny found herself standing next to a boy her age.

"So, how come I've never seen you around?" asked a boy with blonde hair. He was tall and handsome and had this little smirk which could make any girl go all dizzy.

"We're just travelling through this town" she said and looked for Luna and Neville. She winked in their direction when she saw the concerned look on their faces. As if she couldn't handle him, with or without using magic.

"My name's Chris" he said and took her hand to shake it. "By the way"

"Ginny" she said and shook his hand.

"It's nice to meet you, Ginny. I must admit, I've seen you before but I didn't have the courage to speak to you"

Ginny thought this was a bit creepy. But since she knew she wouldn't see him after this day and Neville and Luna just a few steps away, she might as well talk to him. He seemed nice. He'd been growing up in this town and told her a lot of stories about it.

"This is a really fascinating town" laughed Ginny, "But now you'll have to tell me, why so many couples got married today"

"I could've guessed that you'd be interested in hearing this story" he said and smiled

"Ah you could've guessed?" said Ginny. She expected him to tell her that every girl asked that question or that everybody wanted to know what was so enchanting about that night.

"Tell me if I'm wrong, but I guess you wanted to talk about anything but personal stuff?"

Ginny was stunned. She didn't think that Chris could see through her disguise. She must have made a stupid face because Chris burst out laughing until he had to hold his stomach.

"The look on your face was priceless. Don't worry. I'm not a killer or something like that"

"Well, I have my doubts" said Ginny laughing.

He acted as if her words had hurt him but laughed, too. They sat together talking for a while when suddenly Ginny felt someone staring at her. She looked around to catch someone's eyes and stopped when she saw figure disappearing into the shadows of the buildings.

She was alarmed and excused herself that she had to find her friends. Chris offered to accompany her and she thought it would be better if he'd stay away from her. It could've been a Death Eater. But if this was the case and the figure had seen her with him, Chris could be in danger as well. They should've been more careful, she thought as both walked through the crowd to find Luna and Neville.

"We should go now. It's gonna be a long day tomorrow" said Ginny as soon as she found them and then she turned to Chris, "It was nice meeting you, but I guess we should bid farewell"

Chris gave her a half smile and then he gave her a piece of paper where he wrote his address on. He leaned closer to her and whispered: "Or you could send me an owl anytime and we just say bye for now"

Ginny looked at him with disbelief. He had to be kidding her. It had been the second time in one evening where this guy had made her speechless.

"You mean you are…" stuttered Ginny, "Seriously, you are full of mysteries"

"Just like this town" he said and winked as Ginny and her friends went back to the guesthouse.

As soon as they arrived Ginny closed the door and look down on the streets. She didn't turn any lights on and Neville and Luna looked at her questioningly.

"Muffliato" she said and then turned to face them. "I think someone observed me tonight!"

"What? Who? Did you see someone?" asked Neville. Luna made a concerned face as she waited for Ginny to answer the questions.

"I don't know. I just saw a strange figure disappearing from the spot I felt someone watching me" said Ginny and paced trying to figure out what she saw.

"It could've been someone from the guests" said Neville

"Yeah, probably, but what if it wasn't? It didn't feel like someone was just seeing me. I can't explain it but I felt someone staring at me. As if that someone was just looking for me there…"

"I don't know what this was" said Luna, "but I think we'll have to be more careful than we thought"

Ginny stopped by the window and looked up and down the dark street. She saw a few people trying to make their way home, still singing and lurching and a dog sniffing in the rubbish bins. She could still hear some music and the people laughing.

They had been too careless, she thought. But it was the first night she had fun for ages. And that she didn't regret.