Chapter Sixteen

Hey all! So, I just wanted to tell you this. Way back in ch. 10 I think, I said that I am going to try to review my own story! And it is very possible! I kept on forgetting to tell you all, so you can read my review, and it turns out that reviewing your own story is hard, because you don't know what you'll say, and I'll stop going on and on and write the story. Just to give you all a heads up, this is a much longer chapter than all my others because I am going to do a sequel! So you all can do a little dance or whatever. I am also going to do the whole skipping in time thing, but only like, at least a couple days at a time. I won't be updating for a while because my life will be taking over soon, and I need to spend my time doing other things. I'll try to work at it, so I'll say it now, this might be the last update for about a week and a half. Now, on with the story.

For Harry, Potion's class was really uneventful, unless you count Neville melting his fiftieth cauldron an event. Ron didn't know why Hermione wasn't at class, and didn't ask. The other day Ron had accidentally caught Hermione and Draco having a snog fest in the Prefects Bathroom. He was very disturbed, and very quiet, and whenever spoken to, he talked in a high, squeaky voice. Ron had come up with some excuse to skip lunch, so Harry headed to lunch alone.

When he arrived, Ginny was already at lunch. She looked depressed about something, but Harry couldn't place it. Harry sat down next to her, but she didn't look up. He put his arm around her, and she shrugged it off. People around them were watching intently, there was a bet going around school about how long this relationship would last. The rumors were that some of the teachers placed bets, but that was kept confidential by the Ravenclaw seventh year that had started it.

"Gin, what's wrong?" Harry asked, looking at her.

"I want to talk to you with out all these people." She mumbled, her voice breaking, as if she was trying to hold back tears.

"Fine. Lets go." Harry said, picking up her hand and leading her out of the hall. As soon as they were out in the corridor, Ginny broke away from him. "What's wrong Gin?" Harry asked, concern all over his face.

"This has to end." Ginny said, her voice wavering.

"What are you talking about Ginny?" Harry asked, confused.

"This! Our relationship! It has to end! I can't handle it anymore Harry! I don't feel that we are meant for each other." Ginny said, walking around the empty hallway, eventually sitting against a wall. "I know, we really love each other, but Harry, I am only sixteen, I love you and all, but I am afraid of what could happen if I let myself get too close to you." Ginny stood up, and ran off to God knows where. Harry stood in the hallway, thinking one thing. It's over. Ginny just broke up with him. It was over. I walked over to the Great Hall, and entered, alone. He sat down at the Gryffindor Table, his head in his hands. If Harry hadn't been so caught up in the moment, he would have heard the whispers around him, and the coins being handed over to different people. Slowly, the Hall emptied, until Harry was left, reflecting on his misery.

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Ginny ran. So many times had she run, not knowing where to go. But this time, she knew where to go. She turned down the Hallway to the Hospital Wing. She was going to visit Hermione. Ginny entered the Hospital Wing cautiously. It had been two weeks since she was last here, and didn't feel like getting any more lectures about keeping herself out of trouble from Promfrey. Hermione was lying on a bed near the back, curtains drawn around her. Ginny walked back there quickly, and drew back the curtains and entered Hermione's white chamber.

Hermione's face was a pale orange color, and there were little bright orange warts all over her head. She was asleep, and Ginny was grateful. Percy had gotten brain warts in his third year, and people with that illness made magic hard to control, so things blew up a lot by accident. Ginny sat down on the ground, and watched Hermione sleep. Tears came to Ginny's eyes as she thought about the possibility that Hermione might die. She already broke up with Harry, and that was enough for her for one day. Ginny couldn't really place what made her brake up with Harry, it was fear most likely. She was just sitting in class that morning, reflecting on the night that she had before, and really wondered if Harry loved her. She started crying, at the thought of being hurt, or hurting someone. She couldn't take it. So, in the middle of Charms she made the choice to end it with Harry. Ginny was always afraid, ever since her first year. She never let anyone know too much about her, or learn what kept her ticking all these years.

Hermione shifted in her sleep, bringing Ginny back to reality. Ginny stood up, preparing to leave, when Hermione spoke to her. "Don't leave Ginny." Ginny turned around, tears streaming down her face. She walked over to Hermione and took the girl's hand. "What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

"Nothing you should care about Herm. You have bigger things to worry about. You shouldn't worry about a little problem between two people who were stupid." Ginny said, wiping tears out of her eyes, and conjuring up a chair.

"You and Harry, huh?" Hermione asked, trying to sit up.

"Like I said, don't worry about it." Ginny said, trying to stop Hermione from getting too involved.

"You broke up with him Ginny, didn't you?" Hermione asked, sounding demanding. Ginny just nodded her head, more tears flowing. "Why? Because of fear I presume?" Hermione said, looking down at the younger girl. Ginny again nodded her head, crying harder. "Do you know how stupid you are? Braking up with Harry? You love him Ginny, and he loves you. Nothing can ruin that."

"Death." Ginny said, sitting back in her chair, more tears pouring down her face.

"Don't you give a bloody fuck about that. Nothing can ruin what you and Harry. Not even death. Don't give up. And don't worry about me. Go to class. Go, before Promfrey catches you." Hermione said, encouraging the girl to leave. Ginny left, just as she heard footsteps coming. Ginny walked off to class, already late for Herbology, but she didn't care. All she could think about was what Hermione had said. While lost in her mind, Ginny ran into somebody. It was Ron.

"What do you want Ron?" Ginny asked, standing up, dusting herself off from falling.

"I should ask you that." Ron said, a look around him.

"So, you caught the two resident love birds having a snog fest in the Prefect Bathroom, did you?" Ginny said, a sparkle in her eye.

"How did you know about that?" Ron inquired.

Ginny smiled. "People talk."

"I thought you and Harry were the 'resident love birds' of Hogwarts." Ron said, as a come back.

"Nope. We broke up at lunch. Oh, and although Malfoy is a great prat, him and Mione do make a great couple. " Ginny said, almost smiling, before she hopped off to Herbology just to annoy Ron.

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Dinner was slowly approaching, and Harry still sat in the Great Hall. House elves moved around him, going about their chores, wiping down tables, replacing candles, and so forth. In front of Harry was a single bottle of Butterbeer, Harry had asked for a bottle, and he was ready to ask for another. He just couldn't believe that Ginny dumped him. What had he done to her? If Ron found out, he was sure to kill Harry. That much Harry was sure of. There was a loud thump behind Harry, causing him to turn around. Professor Snape appeared, disgruntled, but the same. It seemed odd that Snape would come to the Great Hall when he should have class, especially when it was three in the afternoon. Snape walked over to Harry, and sat across the table from him.

"Problem's Potter?" Snape said, drawing his sneer out, to give it more of the effect.

"Why would you care, Professor?" Harry said, finding 'Professor' hard to say, after all those years of loathing Snape.

"Because Potter, you are a student, and teachers have a right to know when their students have a problem." He said, conjuring up a Firewiskey. "And besides that, Miss Weasley wasn't at Potion's this afternoon, and because there has been a bet going round on how long you two would last."

"How would you know that?" Harry said, angry that Snape would even care about two people's love life.

"That doesn't concern you. What does is that I have a message for you from somebody." Snape said, taking a drink of his Firewiskey.

"Who is the message from?" Harry asked, suddenly suspicious.

"Someone from your past. They are telling you that you were stupid to let Ginny walk out on you like that. You to belong with each other, and if you are too bloody thick to see that, then you have a problem." Suddenly, Harry felt a tugging on his sleeve, and was jerked out of his sleep.

"Harry Potter, sir, Harry Potter needs to get up. Dobby needs to clean Harry Potter's table, Harry Potter, sir." Dobby said, in his squeaky voice.

Harry looked at the little elf. It had all been a dream. "Dobby, did Snape ever come here?" Harry asked, to be sure.

"No Harry Potter, sir." Dobby said, shaking his head, "Dobby never saw Professor Snape, Harry Potter, sir." So it was all a dream. But a wired one. Harry thought. Why would Snape come to him in a dream telling him he was stupid to let Ginny go? Life is just too confusing, Harry thought. Ya, too confusing. Harry stood up, and walked out of the Great Hall, to go find Ginny. Harry felt weird about his dream, but Snape made sense. Was he too thick to realize that him and Ginny belonged together? Harry was going to go to the Hospital wing when he collided with Ron. By now Ron was getting pissed with so many people running into him.

"What now?" Ron said, angry.

"Ron?" Harry said, winded from the fall.

"Harry!" Ron said, "I have been meaning to talk to you." He said, standing up.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" Harry asked, standing up as well.

"And the same for you?" Ron asked, a sly smile on his face. "I found something out Harry."

"Oh?"

"You and my dear sister broke up today. Why?"

"Ask her."

"And why should I ask her?"

"She is the one who broke up with me." As soon as Harry said this, Ron turned around, and started running. "Today is just too weird." He said, thinking aloud.

"You got that right." A voice said, behind him.

Harry turned around. "Gin?" Ginny stepped out of the shadows.

"Hello Harry." She said, keeping a safe distance from Harry. "Had a nice day?"

"It was a bloody hell. You?" He said, mystified why she would even want to talk to him.

"About the same. So, Harry, I'll be going." Ginny turned and walked away, once more leaving Harry alone in a Hallway. If Harry hadn't been struggling with himself inside about whether to follow Ginny, he would have noticed Bellatrix Lestrange smiling gleefully down at him, trying not to laugh her head off.

"That's right little Harry, your faithful girl friend has left you. Ha, ha. Now, you'll never get to see he brilliantly red hair in a few weeks, Harry Potter. You're running out of time." She sneered. Bellatrix jumped off the wall, and magically took flight.

Ok. I wasn't going to end the chapter there, but I couldn't think of anything else to write. So, as always, review. I don't know if this was a good chapter. Now my cat just sat on the keyboard, which I thinks she is trying to tell me something. So, I'll post this, and let you read this. Until next time,

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