This Chapter is a little different than the others, and may not make sense now but should latter! sorry for the wait!
Chapter 7
"Ginny, we're leaving tomorrow night," Harry said sadly looking into her eyes. He looked as if he was expecting an answer from her but what could she say to that? A tear slowly dripped down her face as realization hit. Harry, her Harry whom had come back to her merely weeks ago was leaving her again.
"I want to go with you," Ginny said strongly her chocolate brown eyes piercing Harry's striking emerald ones.
"You can't."
Ginny looked towards the window as fat rain drops started to rain down on the Burrow. It had been such a lovely day, just her and Harry. They had completely forgotten about the war raging around them for one day. They had spent the wonderful summer's day laughing and flying together. In the afternoon they had played a quick game of quiddicth before laying out in the grassy yard near the burrow, sharing chaste kisses. Earlier that evening the couple had joined the rest of the family, excluding Percy obviously and Bill and Fleur who were on a quick honeymoon. After dinner Ron, Hermione, Harry and Ginny had all adjourned to the sitting room to the comfortable slightly worn couches around a soft fire. While the boys had played a quiet game of chess, of which Harry stood no chance, Ginny had sat next to Harry hands entwined talking with Hermione. There was no hint of impending doom, except for Hermione and Ron's quick departure moments before Harry and Ginny's altercation. Hermione had given Harry a thoughtful some what encouraging look before leaving the room trailing after Ron. Then the benevolence of the day was shattered with Harry's new pronouncement.
"Why?" Ginny asked her eyes so full of sorrow she refused to look at Harry for fear she would completely break down.
"I can't tell you." Harry said quietly and too unemotionally for Ginny's liking.
Looking Harry straight in the eyes Ginny could sense him pushing her away. He always did this. Harry, always trying to do what was right, even if it hurt so so much. Unintentionally everyone's hero.
"Where are you going?" Ginny said trying desperately to hold back tears.
"I can't say," His face more resembling a stone then the former face of a teen who had just spent a wonderfully laidback day with his girlfriend.
The pressure in Ginny's head was building the pressure of which drains you of all thought.
"Ginny, are you alright, you've been in there for a while," came Hermione's voice over the sound of the water splashing down on her from the showerhead above.
"I'm fine," Ginny replied standing up from her place on the shower floor with the water flowing over her, turning off the water.
"It might be a good idea to come on out now, it has started to storm."
"I'll just be a minute," said the voice from behind the door.
Hermione walked away unhappy, she was truly worried fro her friend. Walking into the next room she was greeted by the sight of a very upset looking Harry and an enraged Ron.
"So, Harry, what exactly did you see?"
"Do you really want to know?" Harry asked more to Ron then to herself.
"Of course I want to know what happened, I'm her brother." Ron said in his usual overprotective manner, which Hermione sadly smiled at, he could only protect her from so much.
"I walked into the flat," Harry started lowly, his eyes down cast towards the cups on the coffee table.
"And then what happened?" Hermione persisted.
"I found them-," Harry paused taking a deep breath while Ron and Hermione waited each holding their own breath.
"M-m-making l-l-l-love," Harry stuttered as he broke down, he couldn't believe that Ginny had left him, and had shared something so important with another person. He looked up at Ron who looked flabbergasted and Hermione who looked confused.
Hermione gained her voice back first, "Well he is her boyfriend," she reasoned carefully.
Ron blew up at this his ears red, "HER BOYFRIEND? THAT'S ALL YOU CAN SAY? HE PROBABLY RAPED HER!"
"Drew would do no such thing," Hermione defended.
"So what are you saying? Because I know Ginny would never do something like having sex before she was married, I've raised her better." At this Hermione gave Ron an odd look, eyeing Harry whose ears were slightly red, before starting into a long tirade about Ginny being able to take care of herself, even if she wasn't able to convince herself of the fact.
Harry watched silently as his friends had one of their famous fights. Drew was Ginny's boyfriend. Simple as that Harry no longer had the authority to deny other men the right to Ginny, she was no longer his. After all he had done, pushing her away that last time was the worst thing he could have done. Why did he ever listen to her brothers? Now he was sure he had lost Ginny for good. A debacle of thunder and lightening ripped through the air bringing Harry back to the last time he had left Ginny.
The loud clap of thunder instantly cleared Ginny's mind. "Can't or won't?" she questioned Harry.
He stared at her, his eyes boring into her soul. "I can't tell you Gin."
"SO YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST LEAVE ME? Harry … Harry! How- No, just How could you do this to me again? We've only been us for a few weeks. How can you just thrust this upon me? And then what about school it starts in a few weeks, you can't leave, Harry. You just can't. I love you, Harry," she finished exasperatedly.
"Really?" he chocked out. He couldn't believed the girl of his dreams had just professed his love to him, and he was leaving her. He was leaving her and he didn't even know if he was going to be coming back.
"Harry, I love you with all my heart, I don't want you to go."
"Gin, I don't want to leave you either, but I love you too," he whispered as he leaned down to kiss her intensely.
After snogging the couple looked into each other's eyes. Fat tears were making their way slowly down Ginny's face and Harry's eyes were starting to look red.
"Why can't you tell me," Ginny persisted quietly, slightly mussed from the recent snogging.
"Because, Gin, I –I just I can't. I can't tell you!" Harry said exasperatedly.
Ginny turned away, tears streaming down her face as she watched the rain outside grow steadily heavier.
The hot water steadily pouring onto her body drowned out her sobs and hid her tears, but did nothing for her red puffy eyes. Ginny had really screwed things up, her plan had gone horribly wrong, and everything was her fault.
"Ginny! I want you to meet some of my friends tonight, I'll pick you up around seven," said Drew as he left the office Friday afternoon.
"Sounds great," Ginny replied half-heartedly as the door closed behind him.
She slowly put away her things clearing up her area before leaving work exhausted. She had slumped home only to get ready to go out again. Drew never seemed to want to stay in one place for too long. He was constantly making plans to go out and party, definitely not what Ginny wanted to do. All Ginny had wanted since she had found out about her pregnancy was to sleep.
"Where are you going tonight?" Hermione had question as she got ready.
"Out," came Ginny's upsetting response.
"Oh," Hermione said with a frown as she watched her friend get ready.
"You?"
"Oh, Ron and I are going out to get a quick bite, before we come back and watch a movie or something," she paused, "Harry might show up."
"That's nice," Ginny replied without acknowledging what had been said as a quick rapping sound came from the door which signaled Drew's arrival, "I'd best be going see you later."
"Yeah see you later."
"Hey babe!" Drew had said after he had seen her, in her black top and jeans.
"I'm no fool I know what I saw," Harry paused looking up and his eyes caught something he didn't expect, "Ginny," he said.
There stood Ginny, his Ginny, dressed in a white fluffy towel and red puffy eyes. She stood in the doorway between the hallway and the leaving room looking like an angel and all Harry could do was gawk stupidly, until he was brought back to his mind when Hermione rushed over fawning over Ginny like a child.
"Ginny are you ok?" she said while giving the girl a hug. Ginny's eyes were still focused on Harry's, and she looked scared, scared and shocked.
Ginny was suddenly frightened further when Harry's demeanor changed.
"I can't believe you Ginny! I really thought we had something, then you go and…and cheat on me?" he said in a pained tone.
Ginny just started back at him too weary to reply. Ron looked on confused and Hermione appalled that Harry would ever act this way towards his allegedly beloved Ginny.
"Well?" Harry questioned apparently waiting for an answer. At his insistence Ginny grew angered. He had no right to question her. She had waited for him for two long years, then he breaks up with her and she is to blame.
With an eerie sort of calmness about her Ginny looked into Harry's eyes, "I'm just doing what you said, seeing other people."
"BUT I'M DOING THIS FOR YOU!" Harry said without thinking.
"HOW ON THE BLOODY EARTH COULD THIS BE FOR ME?" Ginny questioned scathingly.
Realizing his mistake Harry quickly tried to flee, "Well, um… I really must be going now… um, Remus is expecting me, and um… Ginny I er… I'll see you at dinner with the Granger's tomorrow," he finished closing the door behind him as Ron, Hermione and Ginny stood looking on.
"Well, now," Ron said, "That was interesting, and I didn't even need to get him drunk!"
"RON!" Hermione slapped his face as Ginny walked quickly back to her room. Closing the door quickly behind her and pulling on knickers and a large tee shirt she could hear snippets of Ron and Hermione's latest argument about Ron's insensitivity, but even the argument could keep what had happened earlier that night out of her head.
"So, is Hermione back at your apartment tonight?" Drew drunkenly asked into her ear.
"No, actually, my daft brother has finally gotten a clue and is bringing her on a date."
"Let's get out of here," Drew whispered into her ear.
"Sure, but should you be driving," she asked worriedly upon seeing him slightly tipsy.
"It's all good babe," he said as he enthusiastically grabbed her bum for the tenth time in the past twenty minutes.
"Stop it, Drew," She said as she slapped his hand away, thinking that Harry would have never treated her like this and Harry would have never gotten this pissed, at least not during a date with her.
Ginny knew she had to get Drew too her flat for her plan to work, but she wasn't so sure any longer. Drew had barely paid her any attention all evening except to occasionally drunkenly snog her senseless to impress his friends with his 'hot' new girlfriend. As they made to leave Ginny paid, a weeks worth of pay, for all of Drew's drinks and as they got up she realized she would again need to pay for a taxi to get them back to her flat.
"Come on Drew," Ginny said annoyed and nauseated as they drove up to her building. Drew had spent the entire drive from the bar engrossed in snogging Ginny and she was none to keen on his breath which smelled nauseatingly heavy of alcohol.
The whole way up the stairs to her door Drew had spent trying to grope her and kiss her more, yet all Ginny felt like doing was throwing up. Once inside Ginny's mind was made up. She would not go through with her plan, she needed Harry, her kind respectful Harry, not Drew this disrespectful jerk.
"I think you need to leave."
"I'm not ready to babe," Drew replied in what he thought was a seductive manner.
"How about I call a cab to pick you up and I'll see you at work Monday morning," she replied as she tried to hide the anger.
"How about I see more of you now," He said as he came towards her.
She wanted it to end. His breath stunk heavily of alcohol, she wanted to vomit. He kept pressing his body against hers ripping off her clothing and his, she didn't want this to happen, but she couldn't stop it, she couldn't stop him. She cried no, but he wouldn't listen. She needed a savior, and need a savior now. She was panicking and had no clue what to do. If only she had her wand, but it was stashed in her bedside table in her room.
Ginny cried harder as these memories flooded back into her mind, what had happened to her life, and why did Harry always seem to be her savior? He always seemed to save her, but for the first time his saving her had been so much worse than if she would have just suffered through Drew. Possibly worse still, she now had no idea where she stood with Harry. Ginny fell asleep crying that night, tomorrow was another day.
