The reason for love
By: Chickbiddy121
The jingle of keys and the muffled sound of hard boots hitting the floor filled the room. The noise stopped at a silent cell, and hands went to work undoing the lock. A man with a shallow, paper-white face and deep set eyes looked up from his cot and froze.
He kept his eyes transfixed on the shadow for long moments, and as a deep voice told him to go home, his stomach sank. " I don't have a home" he said, expecting the worst. He had seen men that had no home ( or money, for that matter) be forced to stay in the dark, dingy cell. Now, the guard just shrugged. " Live on the streets then", he replied in a gruff voice, and kicked the man out of the cell.
The world outside was breathtakingly bright, and the man took it all in. Suddenly, a strong hand grabbed him and pulled him in the shadows. Stifling a yell, the man turned to look at the stranger. " Ginny", he murmured and threw his arms around the frail woman and began to sob.
"Harry, I need you to come with us, you are free now." The man looked up at her, his eyes shining, then straightened up. As he strode to the car, he noticed all his belongings piled up in the back seat , and his best friend Ron sitting in the driver's seat. He had changed, a lot. " Hemione is at home, he commented, and then started up the car. As soon as Harry had gotten used to the world once again, he turned to Ginny. " You came back. I always knew you would, because the thought of you is what kept me alive", " That's what love is for". Ginny put her head on Harry's shoulder, and they were content once more.