Forget Me Not
Take My Hand
Harry finally lowered the roll from his mouth. "Ginny?" He said in a surprised voice, he wouldn't have thought it was him who spoke if he had not been the one speaking. He studied her appearance. She seemed to be a bit pink in the cheeks under his gaze.
Getting over her nerves Ginny smiled. "Hello Harry." She hugged him lightly and a bit awkwardly. She wondered if he remembered, and if he had why hadn't he told Ron? Sure her brother could be highly overprotective of her, but nothing could break their friendship. They'd been best friends for years; along with Hermione of course.
Harry snapped out of his shock and hugged her back tightly. "Where have you been?" He said softly in her ear. Ginny had no choice but to remember that night when he had whispered to her in much the same way. It sent shivers down her spine.
Ginny turned her head lightly to whisper back. "No where important." He nodded and let go of her and she sat down in a chair elegantly crossing her unnaturally long legs. "So how have you all been?" She smiled at Hermione who was rubbing her stomach.
"Oh Gin, come here." Hermione said suddenly. Ginny went over to Hermione and sat between her and Harry. Hermione took her hand and placed it over her stomach. "There did you feel that?" Ginny nodded with a smile.
"Is it a boy or a girl?" Ginny asked still looking at Hermione's stomach.
"It's a girl." Hermione smiled. "I want to name her Hope, but Ron keeps disagreeing." She gave her husband a stern look.
Ginny laughed. "That's my brother for you." She felt Harry shift slightly next to her, his thigh rubbed against hers. Again Harry whispered in her ear.
"We should get out of here while we can; they go on for ages about the name." He held out his hand to help her up. Ginny shyly took his hand and they walked outside. He had his hands in his pocket as they walked in silence.
"So where were you really?" Harry finally spoke up.
"New York." Ginny looked over at him.
Harry nodded. "Why did you leave though? Ron said something about you saying you need to find yourself, but I don't think that's the reason."
Ginny looked away from his questioning eyes. "I didn't leave because of that no." She looked back over at him. "It's a bit complicated to explain, I'm not sure if it even makes sense to me anymore."
Harry stopped and looked at her. "You can tell me."
Ginnys stomach dropped. How could she tell him of all people? "Harry, I…" She looked down at her hands. "I can't tell you."
Harry lifted her chin. "Why not, is it something I did?"
Ginny paled considerably. She looked away with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry Harry." She said before walking back to the burrow leaving a confused Harry behind.