Heres chapter 9. Sorry it's short, but i felt it was a good place to stop on.

Guess what??????? I'm going to see Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince tommorow! YAY!!!

Disclaimer- see previous chapters for full details. basically it contains the words- NOT, OWN and Harry Potter.

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Early next morning Ginny woke up with an in agonizing pain in her stomache. Curling up into a tight ball, she hugged tightly at her stomache, praying for it to stop.

"What's wrong with me? Could it be my time of the month? It can't be; I haven't had my period these last two months. Maybe I should go see Madam Pomfrey, but then I'll have to eat while in the hospital wing. I can't go to class feeling like…OUCH" Ginny groaned to herself as the pains suddenly got worse.

Lying in this position for over thirty minutes, the pain slowly began to subside. Glancing over at the alarm clock placed on her bedside table, Ginny sighed as she saw that it was time to get up and ready for the first day of lessons. Carefully swinging her legs off of her bed, Ginny felt the familiar sensation of dizziness, and had to steady herself to make sure she didn't collapse for the second time.

"I have never felt this bad before, I just want to go back to bed and go to sleep. I can't be doing with lessons today." She thought to herself.

Ginny, unsurprisingly, missed breakfast that morning, claiming that she had overslept and had to rush to her first class, which was Transfiguration with her head of house, Professor McGonagall. During said class, Ginny was unable to concentrate on a thing that was said, as she had barely any energy to stay awake, rather than listen about how to turn a porcupine into a pincushion. On top of all this, the pains in her stomache, that she had been experiencing earlier that day, had come back, and were slowly getting worse as time progressed. She didn't want anybody to notice that she was in pain, and tried to disguise the fact by putting on a straight face, and discretely holding her stomache underneath the table.

Once the class was dismissed, her frail body struggled to pick up her bag, which any other normal person would have found relatively light. Walking out of the door and into the corridor, Ginny collided with a solid figure, which sent her crashing to the floor.

"Oomph" Ginny groaned, whilst rubbing her sticking out hip bone.

"Oh Merlin, Sorry Ginny. Are you ok?" Worried Harry, bending down to help her up.

"Just a bit sore." Ginny chuckled, trying to make it sound believable.

"I'm sorry. Me, Hermione and Ron are going down to lunch, if you want to come with us?" He replied, motioning to Ron and Hermione both stood beside him. Ginny noticed that Hermione was staring at her with a strange look on her face.

"Why is she looking at me like that? I wish she would stop doing that, and tell me what wrong already!"

Ginny had noticed that she had been doing it a lot lately, as if she was trying to figure something out. She only hoped that it had nothing to do with her eating habits.

"Erm…. I'm alright…" However Ginny was unable to finish the sentence, as she felt an overwhelming pain in the pit of her stomache, causing her to double over.

"Ginny? Ginny? What's wrong?" Hermione rushed to her side, placing a comforting hand on her back.

"My… stomache." She managed to cry out.

"Come on, were taking you the Madam Pomfrey." Harry said, while picking her up bridal position and carrying her all the way up to the hospital wing.

The pain was unbearable, Ginny wanted to just give up there and then, but she knew that couldn't. She hadn't reached perfection yet.

"Oh my" Madam Pomfrey exclaimed, upon seeing the Golden Trio and Ginny enter the hospital wing. "Put her on that spare bed there dear. Do you know what happened to her?"

"We were just talking and she just sort of…crumpled, saying that her stomache hurt." Ron replied, worried about his younger sister's condition.

Madam Pomfrey scurried to a potion cabinet and pulled out a brightly coloured vile and handed it to Ginny to drink.

"Drink up; it will make you feel better and make you a little drowsy." She instructed.

Ginny started to panic.

"How many calories has that got in it?" Reluctantly, Ginny slowly raised her hand and poured the potion into her mouth. She felt the affects almost immediately, the pains in her stomache slowly started to get better, and she felt her eye lids starting to droop. She could faintly here the conversation between her friends and the nurse, in what felt like the distance.

"Is she going to be alright?"

"Yes, Mr. Weasley. She will be fine; however it is not the pains in her stomache that concern me."

"What do you mean?" Asked a different voice.

"Have you noticed anything abnormal about her recently?"

"Well, she's lost quite a bit of weight, if that's what you mean."

"She does seem to be rather underweight, do you know if she has experienced any stress or issues to cause such weight loss?"

"No not really, all she told us was that she was anxious about the upcoming exams."

"I'm going to have to keep her in for observation for a while. To make sure that her body gets the necessary vitamins and nutrients needed for it to function properly."

"How long."

"At the moment, I'm not sure. It all depends on how willing Miss. Weasley here is."

Ginny could only think of one thing, before drifting off into a deep sleep.

"No."

Well, there you are.

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