Journal of Harry Potter; Seventh Year

When You Cry, My Heart Weeps Twice as Hard

Summary: Set six years after Harry graduated. Ginny Weasley has a long kept secret. She became pregnant during her sixth year at Hogwarts. When Voldermort wants her daughter, who comes to protect her and her child? Why her ex-b/f Harry Potter. GW/HP

Rating: PG-13 for adult themes

Disclaimer: Why do we have to do Disclaimers? Is it because we could actually get sued or something? I'm not making money, as I've said many times before, and I've stated tons of time that I, in fact, don't own Harry Potter. Maybe it's because FanFiction.net doesn't want to get sued... I'll ponder that for a while, but while I do, I DON'T OWN HP!!!

Harry's POV still...

Flashback

Harry Potter's Journal: Seventh Year

March 7th, 2002
Ginny is amazing. Today was her birthday, and we spent the entire day together. She's just the most wonderful person I could have ever hoped to meet. Voldermort is growing stronger. I can feel it. It's growing like a dread in the pit of my stomach. I don't want Ginny to get hurt. I don't want her to be in danger. But I…I love her. I love her dearly. I think she feels the same. I don't know. I'm so confused.
Harry

March 19th, 2002
I told her tonight. I told her that I didn't think that we should be together anymore. I didn't want to tell her any more than that. If I did, she'd probably tell me we could stay together, and it wouldn't matter if Voldermort killed her. I couldn't stand that, never. If Ginny died, I would kill myself. I would in a heartbeat. I told her that I didn't care anymore…I told her that to save her.

The look on her face was too unbearable. She was crushed; she looked like she was going to die in front of me. I wanted to scoop her in my arms and tell her the entire story. I didn't know I had such a strong willpower. I forced myself not to care. I forced myself not to look at her…I forced myself to walk away, leaving her. My One, My Only. How is possible for my heart to feel like it's tearing in two and not being able to cry?
Harry

End Flashback

And now he's still after her, even after all I did, all I put her through, for nothing. But why? Is it because of her child? I don't understand. I've got to make her talk.

I cleared my throat, but Ginny was already speaking to Kaya. "Kaya, baby, it's time for bed."

"Mama!" She whined. "I wanna play with Aurora!" She blew a raspberry at me.

"His name is Harry. You can call him Harry." She said. "But if you go to bed now, I'll let you play with Harry tomorrow alright?"

"Yes Mama." Kaya said, yawning even as she said that. Kaya turned to me and waved. "Nighty Night Harry.

I sat at the kitchen table, staring at the nicely arranged room. Ginny had made this place into a home for her girl. Ginny came back after fifteen minutes. "Harry." She said coldly.

"Ginny." I said. I felt my heart tug. I wanted to sweep her into my arms and kiss her delicate face over and over again. "We need to talk."

"I guess we do."