Feuds

"But Ginny… I don't understand," said Harry in a state of wonderment. He was pacing the backyard, pausing now and then to look confused. I was sitting on the wall, my eyes fixed on a nearby plant. Don't cry, Don't cry chanted through my head.

"You don't have to understand Harry,"

"Yes, yes I do!" He said, but suddenly a look came across his face and he stopped pacing, like he had worked out a riddle, or a jig-saw. "What has this got to do about yesterday, going to Hogwarts?" He said, pointing his finger at me, wide eyed. "It's about that isn't it?" He nodded to himself, I shook my head,

"Nothing to do with it."

"People don't just stop… wanting to be together after one night," said Harry, becoming confused again, I bit my lip.

"Harry…"

"Tell me you don't love me then," he said, a shiver ran up my spine, I stared at the plant again, I shook my head.

"It'll do no –,"

"Tell me!" He said "Tell me, you don't love me and I'll leave you alone," I looked towards the house, Sirius was looking out, he looked a mess. I threw a disgusted glare at him and he nodded as if understanding what was going on.

"No," I said, shaking my head.

"Won't or can't?" He asked, desperation filling his voice and eating me to the core. My eyes had become glassy, I held back the tears, Don't cry, Don't cry.

"Won't," I said quietly, I looked down, my hand tracing a crack on the wall. Harry walked up to me; I could feel him an inch away. He sighed and sat next to me, and placed his hands on his knees.

"Are you going to tell me what's up or are you just going to play mind games with me?" I could hint anger in his voice,

"I can't, alright!" I said, sliding off the wall and turning to face him.

"Why not!" he said, "I wake up this morning without you there, you ignore me practically all the day, and when I confront you, you say you don't know?" He shook his head, "you tell me you love me… then the next day you don't." He slipped off the wall and walked up to where I stood; he reached out his hands and touched mine. I closed my eyes and looked away.

"Don't," I managed to say, "please, don't," one of his hands let go of mine and he cupped the back of my neck, tilting my head up to his.

"Just tell me you don't love me," he said. And although it pained me to say it, more than anything I had ever said before, I had to. A tear slid down my cheek,

"I don't love you," I lied. I felt his hands fall to his sides and he nodded, all I wanted to do was tell him what was happening, and that I loved him. But the image of him, Voldemort was burnt into my memory. I could tell he was hurt, but he nodded like he wasn't, and took a step away.

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"Hullo you two lovebirds," said Ron, walking into the garden, Hermione a step behind him, "Mum wanted us to tell you th –," he stopped and glared, peering between Ginny and Harry. Harry didn't want him to know, and so tried to remain as normal as possible.

"Tell us what?" He asked, Ron didn't answer,

"What's going o-," he was elbowed in the ribs by Hermione "OW!" He yelled, "what the bloody hell is wrong with you woman! Why does everything I say lead to you hurting me in some way!" He rubbed his side. Hermione grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and turned him to face her, they were talking but it was inaudible. After a while she stopped and they both faced the separated couple, Ron eyes were wider, he coughed nervously.

"Lunch is ready and that we are going shopping at Diagon Alley afterwards," he said with a nod, he grinned lamely but then his attention was brought to the wall. He frowned,

"What is it Ron?" Asked Ginny not concerned, she pretended to look away interested, wiping her eyes to get the tears away.

"I swore I saw a man behind that wall," he answered, glaring tentatively at it. Harry and Ginny looked up at each other, but as soon as their gaze met they looked away. Suddenly there was a bright flash, a man holding a camera shot out from behind the wall.

"Thanks for the photo!" He yelled, Harry ran over to the wall and jumped it, he grabbed the hem of his cloak but just as he was about to lurch onto the man, the photographer had apparated. Harry swore,

"Front page news," he muttered, standing up. "How much of the conversation do you think he heard?" He said, looking down at where he used to be.

"I didn't see him apparate here… I'd say he had been there for a while, but when I was sitting over there I didn't notice him either." Said Ginny, frowning,

"It would have been enough," said Harry, swearing again, if only he had smashed the camera in time.

"It's not a big deal right? I mean… we weren't saying anything Voldermort related or anything?" Asked Ron,

"No," said Harry, shooting a look at Ginny, "not important at all," he walked inside the house and slammed the door behind him.

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"Alright Harry what's going on?" Said Ron,

"Nothing,"

"Don't give me that," he replied, they were walking down a corner in Diagon Alley. They had been separated in the crowd shopping for Christmas gifts and trinkets from various shops. "Harry I've known you for what? Seven years now, I can tell when something's up, I might not be as smart as you but I'm not stupid." Harry paused, and put his hands in his pockets,

"Ginny broke up with me," he said in a long sigh.

"What?" Asked Ron, not wanting to repeat it again, Harry shrugged,

"I thought it was obvious."

"Well I knew something was up, like maybe you were fighting but broken up? Did she say why?" Ron added, now continuing to walk, a cold breeze swept around the corner onto their faces. Harry shook his head,

"Didn't give me a reason," he shrugged,

"Woe way to dump before Christmas…" Muttered Ron

"It's getting cold, want to head to the three broomsticks?"

"Alright," Ron realised Harry's desperate want for a change in subject, "man, I could so go for some Quidditch right now," he muttered, Harry smirked,

"Seems like an age since I've been on a broom," he scratched the back of his head,

"Us and the twins should go play it some time, and if you feel that you aren't going to slaughter Ginny in an "accident" she could come along as well." The thought of hopping back on his abandoned Firebolt which hadn't left his trunk since the Battle was a thought of bliss. He smirked,

"I need a break from thinking about Horcruxes,"

"You need a break from thinking mate," laughed Ron, pushing open the doors to the crowded bar. "Go save some seats I'll get the drinks," he said, walking to the bar. Harry looked around the tables, Hermione and Ginny, obviously also separated from the group sat near the fake-frosted tree. The only other spare seats were on the other side, a clear separation, but still too close for comfort. Harry made an inaudible angry sigh, and headed towards it; taking a seat and making sure the tree covered his vision of them and visa versa.

"Why won't you tell me reason Ginny?" Came the voice of Hermione, Harry's ears perked up he leant against the wall to hear more clearly.

"I told you, I can't tell you,"

"What? That's the most stupid reason ever!"

"That wasn't even a reason!"

"Exactly!" There was a pause,

"If I told you…" started Ginny,

"I would say nothing. No one is going to hear us it's too crowded," assured Hermione.

"Alright…"

"Hermione!" Came Ron, Harry sat up, he could have punched Ron.

"Oh, hey," It was obvious Hermione was just as annoyed as Harry, "Where's Harry?" Harry made some rapid hand movements at Ron, trying desperately to get his attention,

"Be quiet!" He mouthed,

"Other side of the tree," Said Ron, pointing directly at Harry, Harry slouched in his chair.

"Is he now?" Said Ginny, she pushed away a branch and glanced at him. He raised a hand in a wave, turning his head away. "Not eavesdropping were we?" She asked annoyed,

"No… course not, didn't even see you there," he lied.

"Uh-huh," said Hermione sarcastically.

"…Awk-ward…" Muttered Ron, planting the butterbeer in front of Harry and taking a sip of his own. Harry grasped in need to the bottle, he took a sip, feeling warmth crease through his veins then cradled it, Ginny's eye disappeared from behind the tree.

"We are done anyway," she said, the girls rose up and made their way through the maze of people until they were out of sight. Ron took a seat,

"Damn it Ron!" Said Harry excentric, "she was just about to tell 'Mione why she broke it off!"

"Oh!" Ron replied, grimacing, "sorry mate."

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R & R, k cool. Hope you liked the chapter and all, thanks for all your reviews on the last chapter, they were awesome.

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