A/N Hey, so I got a review asking me if this was a story or a series of one shots, so here's my answer, You Suck IS A SERIES OF ONE-SHOTS, they will not be in chronological order, I apologize profusely if I haven't made that clear to anyone. So, now that we've cleared that confusion up I'd love to thank my reviewer, SoccerReader, you rock, I'm sorry for any confusion I may have caused you. Anyway, here's chapter four.
Dot
Ginny was lying on her bed, sighing as she looked at Hermione, who sat on the window seat,
"Harry, well, um… did he, uhh… he didn't, umm…" Hermione laughed as she took in her friend, struggling valiantly to come up with the right words,
"Did he find someone else and fall madly in love? No, never had the chance, and even if he did I doubt he would have." Ginny exhaled in relief,
"Oh thank Merlin, it's just he's been acting. . . distant, I guess you could say, lately, and well I dunno, I was just wondering if, well you know." Hermione once again struggled not too show her amusement at her friend's obvious distress,
"Of course he's a bit distant, he killed someone, even if that person was and evil, power-hungry sadist who had it coming, he, well to be honest he feels a bit guilty."
"He's guilty that he destroyed the most evil being of all time?" Ginny asked in disbelief, then, when she thought about it, it made perfect sense, it was just such a Harry thing to do, it made her want to laugh. Hermione however had started to answer her, jerking her out of her thoughts,
"Yes, well he feels a bit guilty about Voldemort, but mostly it's about all the people that died, he blames himself, he seems to think that he could have done something to protect everyone."Ginny just stared at her friend for a moment or two, before groaning, Harry, only Harry,
"That's the most idiotic thing I've ever heard, really, that's just. . ."
"Harry," Hermione supplemented for her friend, Ginny nodded,
"I mean really, well, that certainly explains a lot, I mean I knew he felt guilty, but really, this is borderline ridiculous," with that statement the two fell into a comfortable silence, Hermione returning to her book, and Ginny vowing silently that she was going to help Harry get over his misplaced guilt, whether he wanted to or not, it just wasn't healthy to carry around that kind of burden. Five minutes later Ginny looked over to her bushy haired friend again, needing confirmation that what she thought she understood was actually correct,
"So he never showed any interest in anyone?" Hermione glared slightly as her reading was interrupted, yet again,
"No one, he actually spent a lot of time thinking about you,"
"Really, how could you tell?"
"He used to take out the Marauders Map and stare at your dot; it was a bit creepy actually."
"He stared at my dot?"
"Oh ya, he didn't have a picture of you, because if we got caught and they found it, it would destroy the whole point of him breaking up with you to protect you thing."
"Yes, but, my dot, really?"
"Uhu, he really does love you, you know." Ginny let that sink in, smiling to herself, as Hermione once again returned to her book, he loved her, it was a wonderful thought, it made her feel tingly, and like she was her eleven year old self again, who stuck her elbow in butter whenever a certain bespectacled boy even glanced I n her direction, it was a beautiful feeling, and she couldn't help but smile. It was then that she thought about the action itself, staring at a dot with her name on it was a little odd as fair as actions of love went, then again Harry had always been a bit odd.
"Actually it's a bit stalkerish when you think about it," Ginny could have sworn she saw Hermione's eye twitch at the latest interruption, but when she focused in on her again, it was gone,
"I did say it was a bit creepy, but think of it as Harry's own special way of being romantic; he took the time to stare at your dot while he was camping in the middle of nowhere." Ginny smiled, partly because of her friends obviously annoyed tone and the fact that she'd heard a clamor of voices downstairs, signaling the boy's (including Harry) arrival home. Hermione looked up at her when she moved to go downstairs,
"So I can go back to my book now?" Ginny smiled, feeling a lot better then she had in days,
"You do that, I have to go talk to Harry about his stalkerish tendencies." Just minutes later Hermione was interrupted yet again, this time by a knock on the door of Ginny's room, Ron stuck his head around the crack in the door,
"Hey 'Mione, Ginny said you were up-" He was cut off however, when he had to pull his head back out into the hallway to avoid being hit in the face by a hairbrush, Hermione had finally reached a breaking point, screeching, she said,
"I JUST WANTED TO READ MY BOOK, WAS THAT REALLY TO MUCH TO ASK?"