"I won't let you go without a fight"

"Huh. That's true; he has been rather absent from our lives lately," Ginny mused, continuing our conversation as she took a sip of her tea. "I wonder where Ron has been."

"He's probably still mad at me," Hermione grumbled. "We haven't seen him since my birthday. You know, when he caught me with Severus?"

The redhead grinned. "Ah, yes. A day to be remembered for sure." She laughed. "He must still be mooning over you."

Oh trust me, he's not, Hermione thought. But she just smiled. "Enough about his romantic escapades. I'd really rather not dwell on them, to tell you the truth. So let's talk about you. How are things going with you and Harry?"

"Perfect. He's so romantic..."

"So I take you haven't had anymore... scares?" she asked rather pointedly.

Ginny winced at the memory, setting her cup of tea on the table beside her. That one moment of weakness she'd had last year still haunted her. She had been so worried that she was pregnant... "No, I haven't. I'm much more careful now."

Hermione frowned. "Did you ever tell Harry? About the-"

"No," she snapped. "And I don't plan on it. It was over a year ago, it's not relevant now. There's no need to tell him-"

"Tell me what?" Harry asked as he stepped into the room. His eyebrows were raised, his bright green eyes narrowed in suspicion as he took off his coat and set it on the hook in the corner of the room.

Ginny paled. "Harry! What are you doing here?"

The boy in question blinked. "I live here. You know, with you." He stepped closer, tilting his head to the side. "Why are you deflecting?"

"I'm not!"

"Then what's there to tell me?"

"Nothing Harry," Ginny said with a wave of her hand. "Just girl stuff. Don't worry about it."

Harry peered at his girlfriend, studying her face; it was turned defiantly towards his. After a moment, he turned to the brunette that sat next to her. "Hermione?" he asked, searching the eyes of his best friend for confirmation. "Is this true?"

Hermione blinked, thinking rapidly of the situation at hand. On the one side, Ginny had confided in her. She had shared a dark secret in a moment of weakness, and she didn't want to betray that level of trust. Yet on the other side... Harry was her best friend. And here he was, making decisions blind and unknowing. She sighed. There was really only one option. "Ginny thought she was pregnant."

"Hermione!"

The color drained from his face, pallor taking its place. "When?" he said quietly.

"Last year."

"I can't believe you," Ginny hissed. "Telling Harry! Why would you... What in the name of Merlin possessed you-"

"How could you keep that from me?" Harry interjected. "How could you..."

"Harry-"

"No! You... You lied to me, Ginny. I can't believe you..." he trailed off, running a hand through his unruly black hair. He stepped back, shaking his head as he squeezed his eyes tight shut.

"I thought you'd be upset! I thought you'd worry over nothing-" Ginny pleaded.

"Damn right I'm upset!" Harry yelled. "You lied to me. Me! I thought we were close Ginny!"

"We are!"

"No!" He stopped, shutting his eyes once more as he shook his head again. "And you're so young. So incredibly young. Too young for..." When he opened his eyes once more, a pained expression had taken control of his face. "I... I can't do this, Ginny. Not anymore. You're only twenty-one, and if you're keeping things from me... Thinking you're pregnant-"

"Harry!" Ginny said sharply. "It was a mistake. Nothing happened, I was just being paranoid-"

"No. I... I'm sorry. But we can't... I can't do this. You should leave."

"No!"

"Fine then," Harry said, beginning to back out of the room. "I'll... I'll be back in a few hours. Give you some time to get your stuff together-"

"I won't let you go without a fight," Ginny cried out, her eyes filling with tears as she jumped from her seat, hurrying after him. "You can't break up with me over something as petty as this!"

But Harry just shook his head. "You don't have a choice." And with a crack, he had disappeared.

As sobs began to wrack Ginny's body, Hermione stood, tentatively making her way towards her friend. "Ginny," she whispered. "Ginny, please, I'm sorry, but he had a right-"

"Get the bloody hell away from me," Ginny hissed, her expression morphing to one of anger and sadness. "Just go away! You... You ruined everything!"

As Ginny continued to cry, Hermione backed away, stunned by the turn of events, and the fact that she now had two of the Weasley children not speaking to her.

Hey everyone! Thank you so much for all of the reviews last chapter! They mean a lot to me.

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