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Well, the reactions to the last chapter were pretty as I predicted (except that the Silly Party won - wait that's a Monty Python sketch). Some people hated it, some loved the drama and some people were more along the lines of OMG ur so evil keeping us in suspense!!!! Mwahahahaha.
Shoutouts: ProfessorChris, xxilykinsmilezxx (18 times - can't remember what the record is but that must come pretty close!), Sparky Dorian, Miss Weasely, Magical Singer Gal, LeftMidd, ermireallydontcare (who wins Penname-Of-The-Week, and reviewed 4 times), You Know Who (whose solution to Harry and Ginny's problems is to lock them in a closet - interesting, but not quite what I had in mind), hoeoverbros, Delia-of-the-Oysters, good-couples, LOVE IS INFINITE X3, MayMarieK, SilverLily1, MissLisaBennett, NotSoPerfectWizard, werewolfatemyphoenix, glowyrm, ihearthp96, ForbiddenLove7, navybrat4, AverageJay, Sugarplumjellygum, HarryGinnyDxC and xxxBekaForEvaxxx. Wow, it's taking a very long time to type out all those names now... again, I have to say how overwhelmed I am at the number of reviews I'm getting. It's so much more than I ever, ever got before (maybe because this story is much, much longer than anything I ever wrote before!). You guys seriously rock.
25. Coffee
Tuesday
It's been a rough night.
Dawn is beginning to bleed into the darkness at last, but Harry is already sitting in the kitchen, clutching a mug of coffee is his cold hands. The pungent fumes are doing little for his tired brain.
He tends to choose tea over coffee, but after a sleepless night, Harry thought the caffeine might help him get through the day. Instead it's making his head pound and his mind race, always returning to her.
Then again, "sleepless" is not altogether accurate. He did have brief periods of sleep, but every time he'd visit that same old nightmare—it's infrequent these days, but he hasn't dreamt of anything else since the war. This time, Ginny would run away from him, screaming incoherent abuse, only for him to stumble across her lifeless body over and over again.
Worse still, he couldn't even hold her or assure himself that she was safe, since he would wake only to an empty space in his bed and a painful longing in his heart.
While he feels a confusing mix of anger, hurt, sadness and bewilderment, Harry knows that this longing is edging them all out. He won't stay angry for long; he needs her too badly for that.
The package and its note are still on the table. Harry can't help but wonder who sent it. Their lewd suggestion is downright frightening. Who on earth could it be? And how could Ginny assume the worst, after all they've been through?
By the way - we are officially half way through this story! Very exciting :)
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