A/N So sorry you guys, I meant to post a new chapter I really did, but work, classes and the refereeing courses, took up all my time. Plus the fact that my computer is acting all screwy and I can't stand to type any non-school related things on the colleges computers. So here it is....long awaited chapter. Well not the long awaited chapter that you may thing, but A long awaited chapter.

Chapter 7

At 3:47 am Ginny Weasley woke in bed yet again out of breath, sweating, and terrified for her life. Her hands shook as she reached out and turned on the bedside table light. The yellowish glow filled the room and fear pulsing through her body quickly subsided.

She reached out for the cup of water on her dresser, draining the contents greedily. She was thoroughly exhausted but relieved to have escaped her nightmare. She pulled her knees to her chest hugging them with her torso, and shivered.

Tonight she was all along. Hermione had gone and spent the night at Hogwarts, she had volunteered to re-organise the library there, and repair the damage that had been made during the battle.

Hermione had asked her to come help but she had quickly declined, she wasn't ready to face the school yet, she wasn't sure she would ever be able to set foot in that building again. Which was quite problematic, considering she planned to complete her final year at Hogwarts. How could she attend a school she feared?

She ignored that question now, pushing it to the back of her mind to be brought up again at a later time. The fact still remained, she was alone.

Not technically, she argued with herself. The rest of her family remained, sound asleep in their beds. And she had Harry, he was here, just down the hall in Fred and George's old room, by himself.

By himself? The thought of crawling into the bed with him, having him there to comfort her, to hold her, to tell her everything would be okay, it tugged at her, gnawed at her, the desire of his touch was so appealing she had to grasp the bed it's self to keep from moving.

She couldn't do it. What if she fell asleep and had a nightmare? She would have to explain and she wasn't ready to do that yet. Or if she fell asleep and didn't wake up and Ron, Percy, or even Mum came in to wake Harry up and found her in bed with him. That only spelled trouble, or even worse if Mum went to wake herself up and found an empty bed. It would kill her, she had just stopped crying, the fear of having another child taken from her, even if just for a minute or so, Ginny knew would be devastating.

No, she couldn't risk it, to many things could go wrong, so there Ginny sat unable to help but wish she was not alone.

Once the sky had begun to lighten the sky overhead and Ginny could hear the noises of her mother downstairs she "awoke", rising out of bed and walked slowly down the stairs, her eyes already dropping from the effort. She could already smell the brekkie from the landing, and her mother was already levitating the food onto the table.

'Good morning dear.'

Ginny mumbled in response and sat down at her regular seat, grabbing the serving spoon and began piling food onto her plate.

'Did you have a goodnight sleep?'

Her mother asked from the kitchen as she piled the pots in the sink and began washing them.

'I guess.'

Her mother then turned her way, casting a disapproving look on Ginny's appearance. Ginny knew she must appear awful, the shadows under her eyes hand become more prominent as her sleepless nights increased. The day's in which she had become so exhausted sleep came came easy were gone, and Ginny knew it was only a matter of time before she simply crashed.

'Are you sure? You still look pretty tired?'

Ginny fidgeted in her seat. Should she tell her mother about the nightmares? No, that would involve telling her what happened last year and she wasn't planning on ever doing this. No nothing positive could come from telling her mother what she was dreaming about. But what if she just told her she was having nightmares of the battle? That seemed like a logical excuse, that way her mother would be off her back, might possibly be able to help her, and her secret would be safe.

'No. I've been having nightmares and it makes it hard to sleep.'

Her mother looked at her sympathetically, her eyes displayed the ghosts of her own nightmares and Ginny was forced to look away.

'Do you want to talk about it?'

Ginny shook her head viciously. Then looked back down at her food, she felt slightly guilty for not telling her mother. But Ginny knew it was the right decision, her mother still had much to deal with. Maybe in time she would confess to her mother the events that had happened in Hogwarts, but not now, her mother couldn't handle it.

'Good morning dear.'

'Good morning Mrs. Weasley.'

Ginny turned and saw Harry walking down into the kitchen to the table. His hair was still wet from the shower and his white t-shirt clung to his body in the places that weren't all dry. Ginny smiled up at him, she still couldn't believe that he was hers, that she could kiss him and hold him when ever she wanted. He was hers to love alone.

Harry sat down next her purposely leaning over and wrapping his arm around her waist. Ginny bit her lip and smiled, she had missed him so much and it felt so good to just be in his arms again. Ginny leaned into his chest smelling his sweet scent, letting his body warm her. She closed her eyes, she felt so safe so in love that she

'Did you not sleep?'

Harry seemed to be joking on the surface but Ginny knew deep down he was concerned. Ginny felt a wave of guilt wash through her. Harry cared so much for her, didn't pressure her to talk about anything she didn't want to, and yet she was keeping so many secrets from him. She had kept so much from him already, and he still loved her in every way imaginable.

'No, I had nightmares.'

She opened her eyes looking up at him, trying to let him in, trying to show him the seriousness of what she just said.

'Do you want to talk about it.'

Ginny's heart sped up, she was afraid, afraid of his reaction, afraid that she would lose him. But she knew, if she didn't tell him it would push them apart. It may not now, but when they became more serious it would be the cause of arguments, if she didn't tell him now, she didn't know if she ever could.

'Yes. But not here, somewhere else.'

Her heart thudded in her chest, she was terrified but she knew she had made the right decision. She loved Harry to much to keep secrets from him, tonight everything would become clear, weather it ended good or bad.

Mahahahahah!!!! cliff Hanger!! I promise I will try to update soon, this last chapter was supposed to be posted awhile ago, so sorry about that. I really love reviews!! I want to know what you guys think of my story...constructive criticism is welcome!!