A/N Hi sorry it's been I while I've been busy. If this Chapter is totally short and horrible I'm very sorry but I have NO inspiration, so forgive me

Depression

All hell broke loose as families of the victims swarmed to Hogwarts looking for their loved one. A special wing was added to keep the strangers out of the main part of the school. Dumbledore had ordered everyone to remain in their dormitories until they were sure the castle was secure. However the Gryffindors couldn't help feeling that there were more important things then the Castle that needed to be secured. Harry had closed himself into his four poster bed and refused to come out. It had been days since he'd eaten and his roommates were worried about him. They knew he was blaming himself for what happened, even though he had been told that it wasn't his fault. But he wouldn't listen, he took Ginny's condition badly and his friends were worried he'd try something drastic to get revenge. Voldemort had touched a nerve; he had discovered Harry's one weakness and was using it to his advantage. Ron had one last idea, after arguing with the nurse Ron was granted permission to let Harry visit Ginny when the rest of the Weasley family arrived.

"Their coming tomorrow Harry, mom's going to smother you to death when she see's you," Ron said the afternoon before the Weasleys arrived. Still Harry remained silent, Ron couldn't stand it anymore "That's it Harry," Ron pulled back the curtains, the sight that met his eyes was horrible. Harry lay there his eyes wide open with a blank lifeless stare in them. He looked starved as well, his skin hung looser than it ever did after a stay with the Dursleys. His face was pale; worst of all was the look on his face. His expression was that of anguish and guilt. Ron clapped his hand to his mouth and bolted out the door. He ran past several people including Hermione.

"Ron what the. where are you going?" Ron paused only a second to gasp out.

"Harry.sick need. Pomfrey" he ran out the portrait hole closely followed by Hermione who was fighting to keep up.

"Ron," she yelled at his disappearing figure "what do you mean Harry's sick?" Hermione reached the Hospital wing a little after Ron did.

"Madame Pomfrey I'm not kidding Harry is sick and he needs help!" Madame Pomfrey sniffed incredulously.

"Fine Mr. Weasley but if this is a joke you'll get a week of detention." They left the wing this time Hermione kept up.

"What's going on Ron?" she asked Ron shook his head and kept walking. They reached the portrait hole and Ron took them to the boy's dormitory. The nurse stepped over a heap of clothes and went to Harry's bed side. She pulled the curtains aside.

"Oh Merlin, Mr. Weasley go get the headmaster." Ron left and Hermione approached the bed. Her eyes misted seeing her friend in such a state when not a week before he had been laughing and joking with them. The nurse turned to her "Hermione perhaps you should go tell your other friends, I'm sure the exchange students not to mention Messer Fred and George Weasley would want to be told of Mr. Potters condition." Hermione nodded and went to tell the others.

"You're joking, please say you're not serious," Louis moaned banging his head lightly on the wall.

"I knew Harry was upset but I didn't think it would go this far" Kalea said shedding tears for her friend. Michela shook her head,

"He did the best he could why does he feel so horrible?" There was a laugh from the other side of the room.

"That's Harry; he always thinks these things are his fault." Ron sat down and closed his eyes. Sydney curled up tears spilling down her face; Micheal went over and rocked her slowly.

"I can't believe this is happening, I heard about Voldemorts rising but I didn't think it would happen so quickly especially here" Sakura said quietly, Evan puffed herself up indigently

"Does sat mean we give up, NON! We keep fighting for people like 'arry and Ginny. Zey 'ave given so much and we just need to be sere for them now." There were nods all around,

"My parents are coming tomorrow; Pomfrey said he might. be awake by then. Maybe together with Sirius and Dumbledore they can help him" Hermione chocked down a sob. Ron wrapped an arm around her.

"It's okay Hermione, Harry will be fine and so will Ginny I'm sure of it." Hermione nodded and laid her head on the arm of a chair.

"I can't believe he would do something like this," she said as tears streamed down her cheeks.

"Us either Hermione, us either"

The next day Ron Hermione Fred George Kalea Sakura Louis Micheal Evan and Michela sat in Dumbledores office while he explained Ginny and Harry's conditions to the Weasleys.

"I assure you he's fine Mrs. Weasley just in shock. Your daughter however." Mrs. Weasley shook

"How's. How's my baby girl doing?" Dumbledore bowed his head

"Unfortunately her condition is worsening, there is no more that Poppy can do for her. It's all up to Ginny now." Mrs. Weasley sobbed into Mr. Weasley chest.

"Can we-Can we see them?" Dumbledore nodded and took them to the main part of his office. He turned to the ten friends,

"Let's go see how their doing shall we," they were on their feet in seconds and running down the stairs. The hospital wing was oddly quiet, Dumbledore knocked on the door to Madame Pomfrey's office. She peeked her head out and immediately swung the door open.

"Headmaster, Mr. Potter refuses to eat, can you please talk sense to him." Dumbledore nodded and went to the private room set up for Ginny and Harry. Madame Pomfrey pulled the curtains back on both beds and went back to her office. At the sight of her daughter and surrogate son lying as if dead Mrs Weasley began to sob. Dumbledore sat beside Harry and sat him up. Harry stared ahead blinking occasionally not really responding to much of anything. Dumbledore spoke softly.

"Harry, why are you doing this? Starving yourself and ignoring us won't make Ginny better, and it won't stop Voldemort you know that." A single tear fell from Harry's eye and he started to shake. Mrs Weasley dried her eyes and sat down as well.

"Harry dear please don't do this, we don't blame you. We never could do that. Please Harry I'm alredy losing a daughter don't make me lose a son," Harry began to shake more violently. Ron and Hermione sat down to each grabbing a hand.

"Harry your like another brother to me, and all though I don't always act like it I love you just as much as I do my own flesh and blood." Harry's cheeks were wet with tears and his body was shaking with sadness. Hermione smiled weakly at him.

"Harry please don't make me lose the only brother I've ever had." Harry's eyes flowed like the Nile soaking his shirt. Dumbledore squeased his shoulder.

"Come on Harry snap out of it. Do it for your friends, the Weasleys, me Sirius, Ginny" Harry broke he fell into Dumbledores arms as sobs wracked his body. Dumbledore patted his back as he sobbed. His friends were shocked. He had never cried once, he was always brave, daring but now.

"S'all my bloody fault" He's said Dumbledore spoke as he would to as small child.

"Harry you did nothing understand nothing. If anything you saved Ms. Weasleys life. At least now she has a chance at life." Harry nodded sadly and backed away. HE stared at the sheets and said quietly

"Can I have something to eat please." Dumbledore chuckled and summoned a plate of chicken. Harry took a bite and continued staring sadly at his sheets while the Weasleys and his friends visited Ginny. Only Kalea stayed,

"You scared us Harry, please don't do that again." With that she got up and went to visit Ginny. Harrys eyes drooped and he fell into a deep sleep. That eveing Harry woke to crying and loud shouts. Not quite understanding the rucus he peeked out his curtains. Mrs Weasley was sobbing over the pale and limp body of Ginny Weasley. Harry's stomach turned to lead and his mouth went dry. She wasn't. she couldn't be. Madame Pomfrey solemnly pulled the sheets over Ginny's head and left the room with Dumbledore and the Weasleys. Harry climbed out of bed and sat down on next to Ginny. He pulled the sheet down and looked at her face. She looked so peaceful almost like she was sleeping. Harry stroked her hand and managed to hold back tears.

"I'm sorry Gin."