Declaimer: Nope, still don't own anything

Chapter 3: Harry's graduation

The days leading to graduation were moving very slowly, for Harry, and he had no vivid memories of those days. As he had promised, he stopped meeting Ginny, but his eyes never stopped watching her. This made him love her and long for her even more

The truth was, he hated being so far away from her. He missed her. He missed her eyes, her beautiful hair, her heavenly features, her.. well, everything. He wanted to be with her so badly, but he knew he shouldn't

He tried to avoid her as much as possible. During feasts he would sit with Ron and Hermione away from her, but he would still give her furtive glances. The tricky and most painful thing he managed to do, was to make up silly excuses to leave whenever she came to him.

And she did come to him trying to talk things over, and it pained him to see that confused look she had whenever he would tell her he had something else to do.

Ginny asked herself if she had done something wrong, and that thought haunted her

A few days later she gave up on trying to talk to him. If that is what he wanted, she would give to him. She began ignoring hi, except a few glances she would throw in his direction every so often.. always

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Graduation day finally arrived

All seventh years were restless for the approaching event. Ron was even more nervous as he went over the final details, of his romantic details of tonight's dinner with Hermione, at Harry, who just smiled mildly at his friend while his eyes rested on his friend's sister

As time passed, students left for their dorms to get ready

The Great Hall was decorated in all the houses' colours. The four house tables were replaced by rows of chairs to accompany the graduate's families. Where the teachers' table once was, there were four benches, one higher than the other, where the graduating student would be sitting

Harry sat through the entire ceremony in a daze. He didn't pay any attention to what Dumbledore was saying.

He was thinking of what would follow now, Fighting Voldemort and not knowing if he was going to come out alive or not, leaving Ginny and not knowing if he was going to see her again.

He really needed to tell her, to let her know

As soon as he had received his graduating certificate, Harry left the chaos of the Hall behind him, and headed to Griffindor Tower

As he entered the common room, he looked around knowing that this would be the last time he would be in there of even set his eyes on everything in there.

The place that had become a home for him.

He walked around the room, with his hands stretched out to feel the wood on the tables, where he, Ron and Hermione had spent so many hours studying, the fabric of his favorite armchair where he sat comfortably during the cold winters with Ron and Hermione.

He was sure going to miss this place

He walked to the window, where he saw families celebrating, or leaving to go home and celebrate

He remembered having so many conversations with Ginny, when Ron and Hermione were somewhere 'working', at this very spot -stop it- he told himself -you're leaving, so get on with it-. And with that he withdrew himself from the window and walked towards the common room table, where he took out an envelope with the inscription "GINNY" on it in black messy handwriting.

He looked at it in sadness and brought it to his lips. He kissed it once, slowly, and then placed it on the table.

At that precise moment the portrait hole swung open and Ginny came in. Harry swiftly snatched the envelope and stuffed it in his pocket again, before turning to Ginny

"Ginny?" he asked, "What are you doing here?" he added quickly. -God she is so beautiful right now- he thought

"I could ask you the same thing, Harry" she said coldly "Why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"That's none of your business Gin," he answered "what are you doing here?" he asked curiously

"That is none of your business, Harry" she shot back, through gritted teeth

"Fine" Harry said "You don't ask me and I wont ask you" he told her turning away, tears burning his eyes

"It doesn't work like that and you know it, Harry." He heard her voice tremble "What are you doing here?" she repeated. Fear began to drift in her mend. What is he doing here? Why?

"I'm just looking at this place for the last time, you know?" he replied after a few moments of awkward silence. He tried to sound unemotional, but he knew he failed.

"No, Harry, I don't know!" she said exasperatedly, she tried to walk closer to him, but he walked away from her, avoiding her gaze.

"Harry" she whispered, a silent pleading in her voice was enough to make Harry look up to her "please don't do anything stupid, please. Its not your fault" she begged, trying to reason with him

Harry gave her a small smile. That was another thing he would miss, and had missed about Ginny. She had the ability to pick up on anything, whether you told her about it or not. Well besides a few obvious things.

But something she said shook him. It was his fault. He had to do it. This was What he was made for, but she didn't know. She didn't know the prophecy. It was all up to him.

He strode to her, and grabbed her forcefully be the arms, looking her in the eye

"Don't you see Ginny?" he asked her roughly "It is my fault. Its all my fault. Voldemort is back because of me, I helped him do it. Now I'm going to set things right", in her eyes he could see fear, not for herself but for him. What she saw was pure determination. He looked away, unable to hold her gaze. "I'm sorry, Gin, but I have to go"

He let his hands drop to his sides, and walked passed her. As he reached the portrait hole he heard her shout one last thing to make him stay

"I love you Harry Potter"