Chapter 13: Reunited
Harry sat on his bed…. On their bed, twirling Hermione's wand in his hand. What had happened? Everything had been so wonderful a few hours ago. His heart had been crushed. It felt like it was hard for him to breathe without her there. Something was missing, and only she could fill that void.
There was a knock on the door, and Ginny came in, carrying a tray of food for him. "Hi," she said softly.
"Hi," he replied. His voice was harsh, like he hadn't used it in awhile.
It was because a big lump with the name Hermione was stuck in his throat.
"You weren't at dinner, so I brought you this." She sat the tray down on the bedside table, and took Hermione's wand from him.
"Thanks, Ginny, but I'm not hungry."
"You have to eat," Ginny added with a smile. "How are you going to keep your strength up?"
Harry flopped back on his bed with a sigh.
"I know you're hurting," Ginny said.
Harry gave a small nod.
Ginny laid down on the bed, and curled up next to him. "It's okay," she said, and rubbed his back.
Harry shot straight up in bed. "I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT!" He bellowed.
Ginny sat up after him.
"How could she do this to me?!" Harry exclaimed, pacing.
Ginny ran over to him. "She's the bad one here, Harry. She left you."
There was another knock, and in walked Ron and Lavender.
"Ginny!" Ron exclaimed.
"Hi, Ron," Ginny mumbled.
"What're you doing in here?"
"What's it look like? Comforting Harry!"
"I don't think you should be in here now," He said pointedly, and held the door open for her.
"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.
Lavender walked over to Harry, and put an arm around his shoulders. "I think he means they want to have some man-talk."
"Well, you'd be in here," Ginny said.
"Lav knows the situation, Ginny." Ron said. "Go on, you can come back later."
"I'll be here if you need me," Ginny told him, kissed his cheek, and then left the room.
Ron closed the door after her and shook his head.
"Wow," Lavender said. "She doesn't give up, that one."
"That's my sister," Ron said. "I don't even know her anymore."
"She has been acting… odd." Lavender frowned. "Ever since Hermione…" she cleared her throat. "How are you holding up, hon?" she asked Harry.
Harry buried his head in his hands. "Miserable."
Ron sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.
Sunlight filtered in through Harry's window. He blinked his eyes, yawned, and then suddenly remembered why he felt so horrible. He reached out a hand, and rubbed it across Hermione's empty side of the bed.
He saw movement from the other side of the room, and saw Ginny Weasley stretching in a chair.
"Morning," she called to him.
Harry blinked. "Ginny," he said. "What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to watch over you last night," she replied, getting up and walking toward him. She tucked the covers back around him. "Go back to sleep."
"You were there all night?" he asked.
She just smiled at him.
Hermione was suddenly jolted awake. Now that she was conscious, she was full aware at the pain emitting from her arms. Both were shackled against a dingy wall, and she wondered if it was the pain that snapped her awake. While she had been asleep, her legs were no longer strong enough to hold her up, and she dangled from the chains. The pain was almost too much to bare.
"HELP!" She called out, her voice echoing back to her. "Someone help me!"
A figure was slowly moving toward her in the darkness. She squinted, and gasped when they came to a full stop in front of her.
"Oh, I'll help you, you filthy mudblood," Draco Malfoy spit at her.
"Malfoy," Hermione hissed. "Let me go!"
Draco smirked, and pulled out his wand. "I could kill you right now," he said. "But I think I'll have a little fun first. Inflamari," He said, and a small flame emitted from the tip of his wand. "I was wondering… do Muggles burn?" And he grinned.
That night, Harry lay in his bed, awake. He heard the door open, and saw Ginny dressed in a revealing night shirt.
"You sleep in that?" He asked, and then slapped his head when he realized he said it aloud.
She giggled. She got into bed, and curled up next to him.
He sighed.
She seized this opportunity to travel her hands dangerously over him.
He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Ginny, what are you doing?"
"Keeping you company."
Harry sighed, and edged away from her. She edged closer.
"Ginny…"
"Don't you miss this, Harry?" Ginny asked. "Don't you miss us being together?"
"It's too soon," Harry whispered, got of bed, and pulled a shirt on over his bare chest.
Ginny watched him standing there in his shirt and boxers.
"I'm… I'm going for a walk." He said. "You can sleep there, I just… need some time to think."
"When will you back?" she asked, pouting.
"I don't know," he said, and left the room.
Hii! Sorry about the delay, but here is the long-awaited chapter!! Enjoy!