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Chapter 8
"Harry...Harry!" Whispered the stranger, shaking the boy from his sleep. Impatience was unsuccessfully hidden in his voice, as his rough hands rocked the frail body. The other man stood by the far wall, arms crossed.
"Yes...?" croaked the half-asleep Harry, opening his eyes.
"I just...want you to know, we may be able to...to help you." Harry was startled, and confused. He made an effort to sit up, but sunk back against the wall.
"Wha-Who are you?"
"I can tell you who we were...we were part of The Order-" Hope shone in the boy's eyes, "However, the past few years, we have been cut off from them, as we were no longer...er...needed." The hope sunk and crumpled in Harry's face, and sadness covered Harry's features. "It may take a while, but we could make contact with The Order, and help get you out of here. It won't be soon, I can tell you that, because if we go near the headquarters, we will be dead as soon as the first wands are raised. But...Do you want our help, Harry?" Harry glanced at the man over the other side.
"Yes." Harry whispered, "Please."
Ginny touched the faint scar on her neck, and tears formed in her eyes. Everytime she looked in the mirror, her eyes were dragged to where the blade had cut into the pale skin of her neck. She imagined the contrast of red against white, and the pain that stung through. She could remember her quickening heart beat as she saw him dragged away from her. Her eyes pleaded for his help, and her outstreached hand was slammed against the wall. The tears warming her face, her voice sore from screaming.
She could remember the way his dark hair felt between her fingers, the way his smile lit up his features. When he laughed, the way his eyes crinkled, and his eyes shined; his gaze of understanding, the way no-one had understood her before, and the way no-one would understand her again.
Harry Potter was gone.
Ginny couldn't bring herself to say dead; it hurt too much. It was stupid to deny it. He was lost. All she had left was a crumpled picture of Harry and herself, with him kissing her cheek, and bringing his face back to the camera. She loved wizard photos; she couldn't understand how Muggle's could be content with such an image.
She missed the little things the most. The ones she never thought would mean anything; He always put milk in before his cereal, and the way he looked when he'd just woken up; black hair sticking up in tufts on the back of his head, and his face without the glasses she loved so much. The way he'd stare out the window, deep in thought, and he thought no-one was watching him.
But Harry was gone, She sobbed silently. I miss you.
Okaay not really a chapter, It meant to be longer, much longer, but really, the rest of this chapter was pointless, and I didnt really like it any way.
A song inspired me to do the Ginny bit and I really think you should take a look at it: www. youtube .com/watch?v=LBh7Muv0yac
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