Title: Lost in the Abyss
Author:ShadowChild
Summary: Harry does something that brings everyone to reevaluate how well they know him. He tries to kill himself. Only one person cares enough to find out why.
A/N thank you all for the reviews. Many of you want to know who Luke is! You'll find out!!!
She got him to the Hospital Wing as quickly as possible ducking around corners and speeding down halls. She raced down the stairs jumping them at intervals and nearly breaking her neck when she got half-stuck in the disappearing step. When she got to the Hospital Wing she banged on the door so hard that the sound reverberated against the walls. She heard footsteps coming.
"Madam! Madam hurry please!" she yelled in a panic.
"Alright alright I'm coming child stay calm." The door swung open and the matron stood in front of them in a night cap and dressing gown. Her eyes widened at the sight of them. Quickly she laid Harry on a bed and then demanded that Ginny tell her what happened.
Eyes downcast she told the whole story.
"I was up late studying for a Transfiguration test next week in the common room when I saw him leave. I followed. Harry's been so quiet for such a long time that I decided to find out once and for all what the heck was going on. He went to the astronomy tower and…" she gulped, "and he jumped. I used a levitating charm to retrieve him before he reached the ground but I think he hit his head on the side of the castle."
The matron tutted a few times and Ginny just stared at her, he could have died and the barmy old lady is standing there tutting.
"Stupid child. Ah well I'll get McGonagall. He'll wake soon." She fluttered away leaving Ginny open mouthed. Stupid child? Harry tries to kill himself and he's a Stupid child? What're they gonna do take his shoelaces and take off points? That was what happened in fact. McGonagall took twenty points from Gryffindor for the two of them being out of bed and left it at that.
Ginny however didn't leave the hospital wing. She sat by Harry's bed for the entire day. Throughout that day he didn't wake up. The matron checked him over several times and couldn't find much physically wrong with him except for the nasty bump on his head. Finally she made a decision. If he wouldn't wake she could at least find out why he had done what he did. She couldn't sit here feeling so helpless.
Really she didn't know why she had taken such an interest in this. She hadn't spoken to Harry much in a long time. When she was in her fourth year he had seemed preoccupied and she had been brushed off probably because of her previous reputation of a silly little girl. She had grown out of the silly crush on him knowing that her feelings were definitely not mutual.
She supposed it may have been the past but the conversation she over heard between Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey influenced it also.
"Poppy never in the history of the school!" the Gryffindor teacher had shrilled.
"there was that Hufflepuff in 1789." The nurse recalled.
"I don't care that wasn't in my watch! We will keep this quiet do you understand?"
"Of course we will!"
While thinking of this she remembered the conversation she and Harry had near the end of his fifth year. She had been walking down the corridor on her way to Charms when she had heard his voice. Embarrassed she realized that his voice still made her ears perk up. She listened to the conversation and recognized the other voice as that of Cho Chang.
"So er what are you doing the next Hogsmeade weekend?" he had asked Ginny knew trying to sound cool. He didn't entirely succeed because from six yards away Ginny could hear the crake in his voice.
"Oh I don't really know… chat at the Three Broomsticks I suppose." She had said as naturally as if she gave this response every five minutes. Ginny knew this was a tactic designed to through any boy off their guard and it had succeeded with Harry.
"Really? 'Cause I was wondering if maybe…" the last part of this sentence was muttered and Ginny was glad when Cho asked,
"Pardon?"
"If you'd like to er hang out with me for a bit." He said just the tiniest bit slower.
"That's really nice of you Harry but I have to study for exams."
"Oh. Okay." The letdown showed in his voice like an uninflated balloon.
"I'm really sorry."
"That's okay." Harry had walked on and seen Ginny.
"I just really got dissed didn't I?" he had asked.
"Yes." She had blushed mentally slapping herself.
"Thanks for being honest, care to walk with me?" she nodded though she knew she'd be late for Charms. They had walked to a small tower and sat down. "So she hates me right?" Harry had slumped down against the wall. Ginny thanked her lucky stars that she had been able to talk honestly to him. She chose her words very carefully.
"I don't think she hates you exactly. She just isn't interested in you. You're a year younger and she is just close minded enough to see that as a handicap."
"So Cedric didn't teach her anything. He obviously didn't see her as a handicap." He then put his hands in he arms. "Speaking of Cedric what the bloody hell am I doing trying to date his old girlfriend?" he said his voice muffled by his hands though not enough to disguise the fact that it was thick as if he was trying not to cry.
"Do or do not there is no try." She smiled at him. "Seriously though. You liked her before Cedric died didn't you?" he nodded and looked up she saw a tinge of pink in his cheeks. "Well then you're acting on human instinct. Harry look at me." He did so smiling bemusedly. "Don't blame yourself for Cedric's death and don't punish yourself for liking a girl he dated. Besides I reckon you don't have a chance with her."
"No I guess I don't." he smiled. "Thanks Gin you're a true friend. The bell rang then and they went to their separate classrooms and separate lives.
Remembering this made her think about how he had said that last thing. He had said it like he didn't have any other 'true friends'. He had been pretty desolate during his time at the Burrow the previous summer and Ron hadn't talked about him much. Mind you he hardly talked at all he was usually to busy sticking his tongue down Hermione's throat.
Harry came to their house late again the next year and didn't seem to mind. He had said something about it "not being so bad." Or something to that effect when he had met them in Diagon Alley.
Ginny thought of all this in the mid-afternoon and looked over at Harry. He was still holding the photo. She gently took it from his hand and turned it over.
Harry Potter Age 16 and Lucas Dursley Age 2 years and 4 months
August 1996
Dursley? Wouldn't that mean he was the Dursley's child? And that in itself would mean he was Harry's cousin, but Ginny thought they only had one child. She looked at the inscription again. Two years old, that would mean that he was born in April of '94. Harry wouldn't have known he was even born until he came home after the Triwizard Tournament.
At dinner she went down to the Great Hall not to eat but to talk to people. She walked to the end of the Gryffindor Table and saw what she knew she'd see. She snuck up behind her brother and his girlfriend.
"So are you all stuck together yet?" she asked and they broke apart.
"No Ginny… er why would you think that?"
"See that's what I thought you were going for sticking together with no curses, or are you just going for a record 'longest ever lip-lock maybe?" she smirked and her frustrations throughout the day came out.
"Do you want something?" Ron demanded of her.
"Not particularly I just want to know where Harry is." Ron looked up.
"Well you see- he's er-"
"Oh Ron don't be stupid he told us he's er what did he say?" Hermione blathered. Sad really how she had managed to keep her grades while obsessing over Ron but her other friendships were nearly lost.
"I'll tell you where he is." Ginny leaned on the table and stared in their faces.
"Gin you're getting scary."
You think that's scary? Well here is what's scary he's lying in the hospital wing unconscious after nearly killing himself." She hissed through her teeth. Ron and Hermione's jaws dropped open.
"He what?" they said in unison. Ginny smirked again.
"How sweet the lovebirds even talk together. To bad they forgot they have a friend who they haven't spoke to in ages." Ron burst up.
"Come on we talk to him!"
"Yes? Well the tell me who is this?" she whipped out the photo.
"That." Hermione said smugly "is Luke Harry's baby cousin."
"Right!" Ron agreed.
"Okay then so you guys must know why Harry did this." They looked at each other.
"Maybe." They both said at the same time.
"Well then c'mon." she said turning to walk out.
"Where?"
"You two have got to stop that! To the Hospital Wing," she shook her head. Mental both of them. She could hear their footsteps as they followed her.
"Ginny?" she spun on her heal and walked backwards right through the Fat Friar.
"Yes Ronniekins?"
"What's gotten into you?" after thinking about this she decided to answer him truthfully.
"I don't know Ron something just tells me I have to know why Harry did this and fix whatever is wrong."
"That's a lot for you to do." Hermione interjected as Ginny faced forward in time to jump to the next staircase.
"Maybe it is. Well aren't I lucky I don't have a boyfriend to take up my time?" Both of the others shut their mouths. When they got to the hospital wing Hermione gasped.
"Oh Harry." She knelt beside his bed. "Harry, wake up!"
"That won't work." Ginny gave a wistful smile. "I tried." Ron sat in a chair next to the bed.
"So Ginny, what do you want?"
"I want you to tell me."
"Tell you what?" he feigned innocence but she knew that it was faked.
"Tell me what you know about what's happened to Harry." Ron looked at Hermione but Ginny lept in front of his line of vision. "What you know not what you and Hermione know." He threw his hands up. "Alright alright I give up! Let's go to the common room." So they left but only Ginny stole a last glance at Harry. Ron had his arm around Hermione who was sniffling quietly.
A/N well here it is chapter two! Thanks again for all the reviews!
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