CHAPTER 15
AGAINST ALL ODDS
"We need to talk Gin.'' Harry said, taking a step back from Ginny when every instinct in his body told him to reach out and hold her. He took a deep breath and swallowed, before looking her in the eyes, her brows were creased in confusion and she looked hurt at Harry's uncomfortable-ness with her being close to him.
"What about?'' Ginny asked wearily. "If this is about Colin being in our room, I've told you before Harry we are just friends.'' Ginny stated defensively.
"It's not about that Gin.'' Harry said sadly, wishing it was about that, wishing they could have a stupid petty argument about Colin and then make up later, he knew that there was not going to be a make up after this argument. "I need to tell you something.'' Harry said, fighting back the lump in his throat.
"What is it Harry? You know you can tell me anything.'' Ginny said softly, making to move closer to Harry and touch his arm but he recoiled again, shaking his head.
"Don't Gin, don't make this harder than it already is.'' Harry said, looking down to the floor and trying furiously to blink back the tears that were ready to fall.
"Make what harder Harry? Will you just tell me?'' Ginny half shouted at Harry, he looked up at her and saw the flash of hurt in her eyes; she was looking at him as though she didn't even know him anymore.
"I've been feeling different lately.'' Harry started lamely, wishing he could make himself say the words that he had to say, the only words that would save Ginny.
"Ok. What have you been feeling different about?'' Ginny asked coaxingly, seeing Harry's reluctance to talk to her, to open up to her as he had done so many times before, she thought that they could tell each other everything.
"You.'' Harry muttered quietly, and forcing himself to continue he looked up into her eyes that were looking at him as though he was talking a foreign language. "I've been feeling different bout you lately Gin, and I don't think we should see each other anymore.'' Harry said, watching the tears well up in her eyes as he spoke, knowing that his eyes were looking exactly the same as hers.
"But…. but I love you, you love me.'' Ginny said tears spilling down her face, her voice becoming choked and tangled in her throat.
"I don't Gin.'' Harry said thickly through his tears, hating himself for lying to her, for making her cry like she was. "Not anymore.''
"We can work it out Harry, I'll change, I'll do anything, you promised you'd never leave me.'' Ginny said hysterically approaching Harry. He backed away again, knowing that as soon as he felt her close to him he'd forget all his good intentions and tell her it was all a lie. He had to stay strong even though it was killing him inside.
"No Gin, it's too late, it's over. I don't love you. I never did'' Harry said his tears clouding his vision, blurring her tear stained face, his head was spinning and all he could hear was her strangled sobs, well he'd done what he had to do, now all he had to do was try and get used to the empty shell of a life he would have without Ginny.
"So everything you ever said about loving me forever, about wanting to be with me, wanting to marry me. That was all bullshit. Why did you lie Harry? If I'm so repulsive why the hell did you stay with me this long? Why did you bother?'' Ginny shouted, her sadness swiftly changing to anger, how could Harry make her feel this way, why was he hurting her like this?
"Angel please.'' Harry said approaching her, trying to comfort her, unable to stand seeing her like this, her face was red and blotchy, she was crying her eyes out and screaming at him, her voice was uneven and cracking. Seeing her like this was tearing him apart, he loved her, he wanted to make sure she never got hurt and here he was making her feel like this, but it was for her own good in the long run. He had to be cruel to be kind, and it was torture.
"Don't you angel me.'' Ginny screamed loudly. "Don't come anywhere near me Harry. I never want to see you ever again. You used me Potter, you knew I loved you and you took advantage of those feelings. I thought you were different, I really did.'' Ginny screamed, breaking down in tears she didn't know whether she wanted to kill Harry or get down on her knees and beg him to take her back, she loved him, even after what he had just told her, but she hated him too, who was he to treat her like that. Just because he was Harry Potter didn't give him the right to treat her like that.
Ginny took in a few deep breaths and opened her eyes that were now red and puffy and looked at Harry he was crying too, but she felt no sympathy for him, he didn't even have the right to cry in her eyes, why was he even bothering if he never loved her anyway, it shouldn't affect him. "I think you'd better leave.'' Ginny said, trying to sound composed and calm even though her voice was strained and she could feel her shoulders shaking as she started crying again. Harry hesitated, he didn't want to leave, this was the closest he would be able to get to Ginny for a long time, he could faintly smell her flowery shampoo, and it made his heart bleed to think that he wouldn't smell that smell ever again. "Just go Harry. Please'' Ginny pleaded, not wanting to completely break down in front of him, wanting to keep at least a little dignity, Harry nodded reluctantly and summoned his trunk and all his belongings and walked out of the room, turning back to take one last look at the girl he had lost forever and walked away, his head hung low and tears falling freely from his emerald eyes, leaving a part of his soul back in the room with her.
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Ginny sank down onto the floor and curled up, bringing her knees up tightly to her chest, she felt cold and empty. Her mind was racing, what had just happened? She had just lost Harry and she didn't know how to react, she wanted to scream, wanted to cry, wanted to kick and wanted to be held all at the same time and she knew that the only one who could make her feel better was Harry, but that wasn't going to happen. Her shoulders were shaking with her strangled sobs, her throat was hoarse from crying and her eyes were stinging, but she didn't notice, she felt as though Harry had just ripped out her heart and walked all over it.
She didn't know what to do without Harry, they were supposed to be together forever, he was supposed to love her, and he said he would die for her. But he had walked up to her today and told her that it was all a lie, that he had never loved her, ever. That was what hurt her the most. As she sat sobbing into her knees his words reverberated through her head over and over again, "I don't love you, I never did.'' It spun round and round in her head, tormenting her, mocking her. She stood up suddenly and screamed.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Ginny screamed, covering her ears with her hands, her tear stained face was contorted with pain and misery, this is what it felt like to have your heart broken, it felt as though her whole world had come crashing down around her, like there was no point in living without him, she sank down again cradling her knees, rocking gently back and forth, fresh tears pouring down her face as she thought of everything that she would never get to do with Harry now that he had left her, broken and crying, pleading for him to leave her alone.
Ginny was still in this position when Ron found her later that day, only know her hair had become tangled, after she ran her fingers through it pushing it out of her red and swollen eyes, her face was red and blotchy and her whole body was limp and weak from continually crying, she felt numb inside.
"Oh my God Ginny, what's the matter? Where's Harry?'' Ron asked as he rushed over to his sister and pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his strong chest, she let out an anguished sob when he asked about Harry and a fresh wave of tears started to fall down her freckled cheeks.
"He's…he's gone.'' Ginny sobbed, wrapping her arms tightly around he brother, wanting to be held, protected.
"Where's he gone Gin? Why are you crying?'' Ron asked gently, lifting his sister's face to look up into his sapphire eyes, he gently brushed away her tears and nodding encouragingly.
"He's…gone. He left me.'' Ginny said shakily, forcing her self to say the thing she had been crying over all day.
"What? What do you mean he left you? Why?'' Ron asked, his brows furrowed in confusion and his bright blue eyes flashed with anger.
"He left me, he doesn't want to be with me. He never did.'' Ginny replied sadly, dropping her face to the floor, no more tears would fall; she felt emotionally and mentally drained. "He said he doesn't love me, he said that he never did.'' Ginny muttered quietly, more to herself than to Ron, she fell against his shoulder, exhausted and aching. Ron looked down at his only sister, lying helpless and hurt in his arms, and a wave of hot anger coarsed through his veins, he was going to kill Harry, Harry had promised that he would never hurt Ginny, but whatever Ron was going to do, he knew it was nothing compared to what his brothers would do when they found out. He almost pitied Harry, until he felt Ginny relax against his shoulder, and saw that she had cried herself to sleep, he picked her up from the floor and carried her over to her bed, tucking the blanket all around her, shaking his head sadly as he watched her reach out for Harry to hold her, only to moan and pull her arm back when she felt nothing beside her, no comforting warmth, no one to hold, nothing, just emptiness. He didn't pity Harry now, not after seeing how wretched he had left his sister feeling, he deserved everything he got.
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"He said what?'' Hermione hissed, trying not to make too much noise, not wanting to wake Ginny up, who was sleeping in the next room.
"He told her he didn't love her, that he never did and he just walked out.'' Ron explained again, resuming his pacing of the room. "I swear when I get my hands on him.'' Ron said angrily, earning himself a reproachful glare from Hermione. "You should have seen her though Mione, she was a state, rocking back and forth, she cried her self to sleep for God's sake.'' Ron said, raising his voice. "Then when she was in bed, she reached out for him. It broke my heart Hermione, I hate to see her upset, it kills me.'' Ron admitted lowering his voice and throwing himself down onto the sofa.
"But Harry was so in love with her, what's he playing at?'' Hermione asked, a flash of realization dawning on her face, but if she had realised something she said nothing.
"Obviously he wasn't.'' Ron said bitterly. "But if he never loved her, why did he let it get this far? Why didn't he call it off before? Why did he keep telling her that he loved her, leading her on, only to break her heart.'' Ron seethed, hating Harry more and more every second.
"I don't know Ron, I really don't.'' Hermione said as she sat down next to Ron, and put her arm around him pulling him down, so that he was lying with his head in her lap. "But I'm going to find out.'' She whispered inaudibly to herself, as she brushed Ron's floppy red hair back out of his eyes.
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Harry sat down on his old bed, his red velvet hanging drawn all around him blocking him away from everyone on the outside and leaving him alone and hurting. His bed felt so cold and empty, he hadn't slept in it for over a year now and he knew he wasn't going to be sleeping in it for quite some time still, sure he would be lying in it, but he knew he wouldn't sleep how could he, when the only thing that enabled him to forget about his nightmares and fears was the one thing he had just given up. Harry had just spoken to Dean who felt so sorry for him that he told Harry that he would persuade Parvati to let Harry stay in the room with them. Harry who didn't really relish the idea of spending every night lying awake in a room where Dean and Parvati were doing god knows what, had no choice but to go back to his old room, it was only for the rest of the year anyway, how bad could it be. It didn't even seem like a problem compared to the fact that he had just lost the love of his life anyway, nothing mattered to him anymore, he roughly opened the hangings of his bed and slid off the edge, walking over to his trunk and pulling out his invisibility cloak, he had to see Ginny, he couldn't face it anymore, even after only a day of being apart from her he couldn't face it, he missed her beautiful freckled skin, her bright copper hair and her perfect emerald eyes. He placed the cloak over his head, vanishing his dark shadowed eyes that were raw from crying and hiding his even messier than usual hair from sight, before slipping out of the boys dormitory, as silently as a shadow.
He planned on sneaking through the passage from Ron and Hermione's room into Ginny's room, just so he could catch a glimpse of her, but his plans went out of the window, for the second he stepped down into the common room, careful to keep close to the wall to avoid being trampled by a group of third year boys who were running past, away from a crowd of third year girls who were soaked through with water. Harry's heart skipped a beat as he looked over to the fireplace and saw her beautiful hair hung loose around her face, she was sitting cross legged on the sofa staring down at the wooden floor, her hair hung around her, masking her face like a veil, Harry just stood watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her shoulders fascinated by her, regretting every second where they weren't together.
Ginny looked up and into the fire, her hair fell away from her face and Harry could see that her eyes were red and her face was blotchy and tear stained, yet she was still the most amazingly beautiful girl Harry had ever seen in his entire life, he watched as a fresh cloak of tears fell down her cheeks, and it tore him apart, he wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but he knew that she didn't want him anywhere near her, he knew that she hated his guts and had every right to do so, he watched as Colin entered through the portrait hole, with a steaming mug of cocoa, he rushed over to Ginny as fast as he could with a boiling mug in his hands and set it down on the table in front of her, she smiled weakly up at him through her tears. Harry saw Colin say something to Ginny but he couldn't hear from where he was standing, but he could just make out the words.
"Are you alright Gin?'' Colin asked compassionately, placing his hand comfortingly on her shoulder, surveying her with a worried expression on his face.
Ginny looked up at him and nodded weakly, but then feeling a fresh wave of sadness wash over her shook her head vigorously and started to sob out loud, Colin sat down next to her and pulled her close to him murmuring comforting words to her as he gently rocked her back and forth, stroking her hair.
Harry felt his own eyes tearing up, had he done that to her, he had reduced his beautiful, vibrant, independent girlfriend, no his soul mate into a depressed, helpless, vulnerable little girl. And before he broke down completely, wracked with guilt and pain, in the middle of the common room, he rushed back up to the seventh year dormitory not caring how much noise he was making, just as the portrait hole opened again, and a pretty girl entered the room, her chocolate brown eyes scanning in every direction for Harry.
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Harry threw himself back down onto his bed, leaving the invisibility cloak slip down onto the floor, he buried his face deeply into the pillows, hoping that they would not start up the tears that had fallen constantly all last night, but it was no use, as thoughts of Ginny floated through his mind, he was powerless to stop the tears falling, from soaking his pillow as they had done the previous night, he had forgotten what it felt like to have to fall to sleep alone and he constantly found his hand subconsciously reaching out for Ginny, even though he knew she wasn't going to be there, he wasn't going to be able to feel her soft skin or her silky hair, just emptiness and coldness, exactly the way he felt. Empty and cold, those words described his feelings perfectly, it was as though Ginny had been a part of him, and he had left that part of him behind with her as he left her crying in their room.
Harry heard the door to the dormitory creak open and then shut softly, he didn't expect it to be Ron, he hadn't seen him since before he had finished with Ginny, if he knew Ron he wouldn't be very pleased with Harry right now, Hermione was probably doing all she could to stop Ron from killing Harry, and even if he didn't Harry wouldn't blame him, he felt like killing himself now, he deserved it for hurting his angel but then again it would save her in the end.
"Harry.'' A soft voice called out gently, he stopped breathing and held his breath, he recognised her voice and he didn't want to talk to her right then, not with the way he was feeling, she would know what he had done, he could never hide anything from her, she was the smartest witch of her generation, she wasn't going to be fooled.
"Oh honestly Harry, I saw you run up the stairs and I heard you crying, don't pretend you aren't here.'' Hermione said coolly, as she walked over to Harry's bed and opened the hangings to find her friend sprawled out on the bed, his face buried in the pillows and his shoulders shaking with stifled sobs. She sat down on the side of his bed and rubbed his back gently, soothing him. Harry turned over and looked up at her, he gave her a feeble smile. "Why Harry, why did you really finish with her?'' Hermione asked disappointedly, she grasped Harry's hand with her own.
"You already know, I don't love her anymore, I never did.'' Harry answered sadly, his eyes burning with tears again, but he refused to let them fall not in front of Hermione, she'd know he was lying then.
"Harry, she told me all about you, every little detail, and I saw you together myself. You were mad about her and you still are by the look of you, I mean if you didn't really love her you wouldn't be up here crying because you've lost her would you, and you wouldn't care that she was downstairs crying her eyes out would you? But you do care.'' Hermione said frustrated at Harry fro not confiding in her, she'd never given him any reason not to trust her, why was he hiding things now.
"You think you know so much about me Hermione, You don't know the half of it.'' Harry ranted, sitting up on his bed and shouting at her, he yanked his hand roughly from her grasp and carried on screaming letting out every emotion he had been trying to keep inside. "You don't know what its like to break the heart of the person you love, you don't know what it's like to have to walk away from the only person you've ever loved when every inch of your body is screaming at you to touch them, to hold them. You don't know what it's like to watch her cry and not be able to comfort her, knowing that you did that to her, you made her cry. I loved her Hermione, I love her with all my heart, I never stopped loving her, not for a second and yet I have to watch as she cries everyday because I told her that I didn't.'' Harry said breaking down into sobs and falling onto Hermione's shoulder, soaking her robes with his tears, his shoulders racked with strangled sobs.
"Then why did you do it Harry?'' Hermione asked as she held her friend close to her, feeling her eyes water up as she anticipated the answer that she already knew.
"I had to Hermione, I had to do it to save her. After that girl got taken Dumbledore told me it was because they thought she was my girlfriend. Don't you see if I stayed with Ginny she would just be in more danger than anyone else, she is my weak spot Hermione and I can't let Voldemort find out and use her to get to me. No, she's better off without me, everybody is.'' Harry admitted sadly. "It's for her own good.''
"Harry that's not true, she needs you and you need her.'' Hermione said soothingly, a single tear rolled down her cheek as Harry pulled away and she looked into his haunted green eyes, he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and he was prepared to give up the only bit of happiness in his life just to save her. That was real love Hermione thought.
"I know I need her Hermione, I can't even breathe properly when she's not with me, but I can't have her, I know that, it's too selfish, I'm not putting her in danger just because I want her. It's not fair on her Hermione, You've got to understand.'' Harry pleaded.
"I understand.'' Hermione replied softly. "I just hope Ron does, he's about ready to rip your head off.''
"No, you can't tell Ron, you can't tell anyone, they'll find out Hermione, I have to keep this up, it has to seem real or they'll find out Hermione, they'll find out and they'll take her away, this stays between me and you, you have to promise me Hermione.'' Harry said hysterically his pupils dilating.
"But Ron won't tell anyone. He's your best friend.'' Hermione reasoned.
"He may tell Ginny that it's all a lie and she'll try and get back together and I know I won't be able to turn her down, I'm not that strong Hermione, she'll be in danger because I'm too weak to say no to her.''
"Alright I promise I won't tell Harry.'' Hermione said knowing how hard it was going to be to lie to Ron, but she had to promise Harry, he had done this to himself to save Ginny, and she didn't want to be the one to put her back in risk when Harry had sacrificed everything to save her. "But you'd better avoid Ron, your not his favourite person right now.'' Hermione said as she hugged Harry and got up to leave. "Oh and if you want I've got a better idea about where you can sleep, I know it can't be all that great in here with Dean and Parvati.''
"Yeah?'' Harry answered half-heartedly. "Where?''
"The room of requirement.'' Hermione answered proudly.
"Won't other people be able to use it?'' Harry asked, not really wanting random couples walking in on him while he was sleeping.
"Yeah, but they won't be able to get into your room, unless they walk past thinking about your room.'' Hermione answered happily, it can be used for other stuff at the same time as it will be your room, just think, while we were having our DA meetings there could have been some trouble makers hiding in there for Filch too, or some couple snogging.'' Hermione said smiling.
"Well I won't be doing any of that soon will I?'' Harry asked dejectedly.
"I'm sorry Harry…I…'' Hermione started but Harry cut her off.
"Listen don't worry about it Hermione, thanks for all your help, you're the best friend I could ever ask for. Thank you.'' Harry said as he got off his bed and walked over to Hermione who was standing by the door ready to leave, and hugged her. "Remember don't tell Ron.'' Harry said quietly as she walked away.
"Don't worry I won't.'' Hermione called back up the stairs, listening to the soft click as Harry closed the door behind her. She was worried about him, Ginny would be fine, sure she was going to be upset, very upset, but she had other happy things in her life to help her take her mind off Harry, she had a family. But Harry, Harry had no one, he was alone and she didn't know if he would be able to cope with losing Ginny. She was going to have to look out for him now more than ever. Hermione had always liked to play the part of Harry's older sister, watching out for him, making sure he was all right and know he was going to need her even more, especially if Ron wasn't going to speak to him ever again, as he had promised.
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Dear Diary,
I know I haven't written for ages, I just need somewhere to let all my feelings out, Harry has just left me, he said he didn't love me anymore, he said that he never did. I don't understand, only the day before he was telling me how much he loved me and how he wanted us to be together forever. I thought I meant something to him but now, I just don't know, if he ever really loved me or had any respect for me he would've never said that to me.
How can he just walk away from me?
When all I can do is watch him leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
And even shared the tears
He's the only one who really knew me at all.
I wish I could just make him turn around
Turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to him
So many reasons why
He's the only one who really knew me at all.
So take a look at me now
There's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of his face
And him coming back to me is against all odds,
And that's what I've got to face.
Ginny sighed and placed down her quill and closed her diary and left it on the bedside table, as she curled up under the covers, she hadn't gone to any of her lessons that day she couldn't face getting out of bed and seeing everyone, knowing that they all knew what had happened between her and Harry, they were probably laughing at her behind her back anyway, it was probably obvious to everyone that Harry hadn't loved her. So Ginny decided to stay in bed and let them get on with talking about her. She didn't even care that she was missing all of her best lessons, how could she care when Harry was the one thing that made getting out of bed worthwhile.
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Harry however had to go to his lessons, he was in his NEWT year and couldn't afford to miss any lessons if he wanted to become a top auror, that had always been his ambition, he'd never thought about any other career, it was as if his path had already been laid out before him, it was as if he was destined to have to face some of the most evil wizards, so he may as well make a career out of it. He was standing outside of Magical Maintenance, finding some relief in the fact that at least he would be seeing Sirius soon, who might have some advice for him, about how to stop the aching feeling he felt inside.
Harry's insides involuntarily twisted as he saw Ron and Hermione at the end of the corridor, Ron leaned down and whispered something into Hermione's ear and she laughed happily swatting him on the arm, before leaning up and kissing his cheek, before they separated to go to their separate lessons. Ron turned to walk down the corridor to the classroom, his face darkening when he saw Harry; he walked purposefully up to Harry and stood close to him, too close. He towered over Harry, his 6'4 dwarfing Harry's 5'11. Harry looked up into Ron's face.
"Potter.'' Ron growled, stiffly nodding his head.
"Alright Ron'' Harry said hoarsely, painfully aware of the crowd that had gathered around them.
"Aren't you going to ask about Ginny?'' Ron asked, his eyes glinting madly. "Or don't you care?''
"Of course I care.'' Harry answered defiantly. "I didn't want to hurt her.''
"But you still did Potter. I have to stay with her every night until she falls to sleep, she hates being alone Harry, do you know how badly you hurt her.'' Ron ranted.
"Well I don't love her, it's better she found out now.'' Harry shouted, hating himself for saying the words, he looked down the corridor and saw Colin Creevy just about to walk into a classroom; he had obviously heard Harry and shot him a look of intense hate before walking into the classroom. Harry barely had time to register the fact that the boy who had once hero worshipped him now hated him with a passion, all because he wanted to save Ginny, when something collided with the side of Harry's face, his vision blurred, and he was thrown back against the wall, he could feel the warm sensation of blood dripping down his face, and he blinked to focus his eyes, he looked back at Ron who was rubbing his fist, looking livid.
"I deserved that.'' Harry said to Ron, as he gingerly lifted his hand up to his face and felt his cheek tenderly; he pulled his hand back down and saw that his fingers were covered in hot sticky blood.
"How very noble of you Potter.'' Ron sneered sarcastically. "You deserve a lot more than that for what you did to my baby sister.'' Ron said as he punched Harry hard in the stomach, then again across the face, Harry just stood there taking every thing that Ron had to offer, he was right Harry deserved a lot worse than this for hurting Ginny. Ron was possessed, he had suddenly gained the strength of ten men and he was intent on hitting Harry, that's all that was going through his mind, he wasn't thinking that this was his best friend that he was slowly beating into the ground, he didn't think of what Harry had done for him and his family, didn't think of everything they had been through ever since they first met, all he knew was that Harry had to learn, he had to learn that he couldn't treat his sister like that. Ginny's crying face flashed through Ron's mind and he knew that Harry deserved what he was getting, he didn't know what he had done to her, all because he got bored with her.
Suddenly Ron felt a pair of strong hands pulling him back off Harry he didn't fight them and as he came to his senses he looked at Harry, his glasses had broken and were smashed on the floor and his face was mangled and bloody, he was doubled over clutching at his stomach and groaning, and yet Ron knew that Harry had never once even tried to hit him back, he just stood there and took it all.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?'' A sharp voice barked it was the man who had pulled him off Harry it was Sirius. "Are you mad?'' Sirius shouted his voice turning into a low growl. "I don't know what's happened between you two, but I will find out.''
Sirius levitated Harry off the floor where he had slouched, spitting blood from his mouth, onto a stretcher and proceeded to walk up to the hospital wing, before the turned the corner, he called back "And as for you Mr Weasley, I'll be dealing with you later.''
Ron gulped as soon as he had seen Harry, he had regretted it, he still hated Harry for what he had done to Ginny, but that was his best friend, the boy he had been friends with throughout their time at Hogwarts, if it wasn't for him he knew Ginny would've died and he wouldn't have a little sister to protect anyway, he hung his head and wished to god that he had a time turner so he could take back everything that he had just done, he shouldn't have done that at all, he just got carried away, this was the worst Ron had felt in his entire life, he had hospitalised his best friend.
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(A.N Hey guys, I'm sorry, I've finally done it and I know you all must really hate me now, but it had to happen, I hated writing that part about Ron, I absolutely hated it, I know Ron wouldn't do that but it needed to happen for the story, he was just so angry that Harry had hurt Ginny so badly after he'd promised to never hurt her, it was just a spur of the moment reaction. Please review, and don't hate me too much!!! I'll try to update again soon, I promise. x x x x x x x x x x x x x)
AGAINST ALL ODDS
"We need to talk Gin.'' Harry said, taking a step back from Ginny when every instinct in his body told him to reach out and hold her. He took a deep breath and swallowed, before looking her in the eyes, her brows were creased in confusion and she looked hurt at Harry's uncomfortable-ness with her being close to him.
"What about?'' Ginny asked wearily. "If this is about Colin being in our room, I've told you before Harry we are just friends.'' Ginny stated defensively.
"It's not about that Gin.'' Harry said sadly, wishing it was about that, wishing they could have a stupid petty argument about Colin and then make up later, he knew that there was not going to be a make up after this argument. "I need to tell you something.'' Harry said, fighting back the lump in his throat.
"What is it Harry? You know you can tell me anything.'' Ginny said softly, making to move closer to Harry and touch his arm but he recoiled again, shaking his head.
"Don't Gin, don't make this harder than it already is.'' Harry said, looking down to the floor and trying furiously to blink back the tears that were ready to fall.
"Make what harder Harry? Will you just tell me?'' Ginny half shouted at Harry, he looked up at her and saw the flash of hurt in her eyes; she was looking at him as though she didn't even know him anymore.
"I've been feeling different lately.'' Harry started lamely, wishing he could make himself say the words that he had to say, the only words that would save Ginny.
"Ok. What have you been feeling different about?'' Ginny asked coaxingly, seeing Harry's reluctance to talk to her, to open up to her as he had done so many times before, she thought that they could tell each other everything.
"You.'' Harry muttered quietly, and forcing himself to continue he looked up into her eyes that were looking at him as though he was talking a foreign language. "I've been feeling different bout you lately Gin, and I don't think we should see each other anymore.'' Harry said, watching the tears well up in her eyes as he spoke, knowing that his eyes were looking exactly the same as hers.
"But…. but I love you, you love me.'' Ginny said tears spilling down her face, her voice becoming choked and tangled in her throat.
"I don't Gin.'' Harry said thickly through his tears, hating himself for lying to her, for making her cry like she was. "Not anymore.''
"We can work it out Harry, I'll change, I'll do anything, you promised you'd never leave me.'' Ginny said hysterically approaching Harry. He backed away again, knowing that as soon as he felt her close to him he'd forget all his good intentions and tell her it was all a lie. He had to stay strong even though it was killing him inside.
"No Gin, it's too late, it's over. I don't love you. I never did'' Harry said his tears clouding his vision, blurring her tear stained face, his head was spinning and all he could hear was her strangled sobs, well he'd done what he had to do, now all he had to do was try and get used to the empty shell of a life he would have without Ginny.
"So everything you ever said about loving me forever, about wanting to be with me, wanting to marry me. That was all bullshit. Why did you lie Harry? If I'm so repulsive why the hell did you stay with me this long? Why did you bother?'' Ginny shouted, her sadness swiftly changing to anger, how could Harry make her feel this way, why was he hurting her like this?
"Angel please.'' Harry said approaching her, trying to comfort her, unable to stand seeing her like this, her face was red and blotchy, she was crying her eyes out and screaming at him, her voice was uneven and cracking. Seeing her like this was tearing him apart, he loved her, he wanted to make sure she never got hurt and here he was making her feel like this, but it was for her own good in the long run. He had to be cruel to be kind, and it was torture.
"Don't you angel me.'' Ginny screamed loudly. "Don't come anywhere near me Harry. I never want to see you ever again. You used me Potter, you knew I loved you and you took advantage of those feelings. I thought you were different, I really did.'' Ginny screamed, breaking down in tears she didn't know whether she wanted to kill Harry or get down on her knees and beg him to take her back, she loved him, even after what he had just told her, but she hated him too, who was he to treat her like that. Just because he was Harry Potter didn't give him the right to treat her like that.
Ginny took in a few deep breaths and opened her eyes that were now red and puffy and looked at Harry he was crying too, but she felt no sympathy for him, he didn't even have the right to cry in her eyes, why was he even bothering if he never loved her anyway, it shouldn't affect him. "I think you'd better leave.'' Ginny said, trying to sound composed and calm even though her voice was strained and she could feel her shoulders shaking as she started crying again. Harry hesitated, he didn't want to leave, this was the closest he would be able to get to Ginny for a long time, he could faintly smell her flowery shampoo, and it made his heart bleed to think that he wouldn't smell that smell ever again. "Just go Harry. Please'' Ginny pleaded, not wanting to completely break down in front of him, wanting to keep at least a little dignity, Harry nodded reluctantly and summoned his trunk and all his belongings and walked out of the room, turning back to take one last look at the girl he had lost forever and walked away, his head hung low and tears falling freely from his emerald eyes, leaving a part of his soul back in the room with her.
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Ginny sank down onto the floor and curled up, bringing her knees up tightly to her chest, she felt cold and empty. Her mind was racing, what had just happened? She had just lost Harry and she didn't know how to react, she wanted to scream, wanted to cry, wanted to kick and wanted to be held all at the same time and she knew that the only one who could make her feel better was Harry, but that wasn't going to happen. Her shoulders were shaking with her strangled sobs, her throat was hoarse from crying and her eyes were stinging, but she didn't notice, she felt as though Harry had just ripped out her heart and walked all over it.
She didn't know what to do without Harry, they were supposed to be together forever, he was supposed to love her, and he said he would die for her. But he had walked up to her today and told her that it was all a lie, that he had never loved her, ever. That was what hurt her the most. As she sat sobbing into her knees his words reverberated through her head over and over again, "I don't love you, I never did.'' It spun round and round in her head, tormenting her, mocking her. She stood up suddenly and screamed.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Ginny screamed, covering her ears with her hands, her tear stained face was contorted with pain and misery, this is what it felt like to have your heart broken, it felt as though her whole world had come crashing down around her, like there was no point in living without him, she sank down again cradling her knees, rocking gently back and forth, fresh tears pouring down her face as she thought of everything that she would never get to do with Harry now that he had left her, broken and crying, pleading for him to leave her alone.
Ginny was still in this position when Ron found her later that day, only know her hair had become tangled, after she ran her fingers through it pushing it out of her red and swollen eyes, her face was red and blotchy and her whole body was limp and weak from continually crying, she felt numb inside.
"Oh my God Ginny, what's the matter? Where's Harry?'' Ron asked as he rushed over to his sister and pulled her into his arms, cradling her against his strong chest, she let out an anguished sob when he asked about Harry and a fresh wave of tears started to fall down her freckled cheeks.
"He's…he's gone.'' Ginny sobbed, wrapping her arms tightly around he brother, wanting to be held, protected.
"Where's he gone Gin? Why are you crying?'' Ron asked gently, lifting his sister's face to look up into his sapphire eyes, he gently brushed away her tears and nodding encouragingly.
"He's…gone. He left me.'' Ginny said shakily, forcing her self to say the thing she had been crying over all day.
"What? What do you mean he left you? Why?'' Ron asked, his brows furrowed in confusion and his bright blue eyes flashed with anger.
"He left me, he doesn't want to be with me. He never did.'' Ginny replied sadly, dropping her face to the floor, no more tears would fall; she felt emotionally and mentally drained. "He said he doesn't love me, he said that he never did.'' Ginny muttered quietly, more to herself than to Ron, she fell against his shoulder, exhausted and aching. Ron looked down at his only sister, lying helpless and hurt in his arms, and a wave of hot anger coarsed through his veins, he was going to kill Harry, Harry had promised that he would never hurt Ginny, but whatever Ron was going to do, he knew it was nothing compared to what his brothers would do when they found out. He almost pitied Harry, until he felt Ginny relax against his shoulder, and saw that she had cried herself to sleep, he picked her up from the floor and carried her over to her bed, tucking the blanket all around her, shaking his head sadly as he watched her reach out for Harry to hold her, only to moan and pull her arm back when she felt nothing beside her, no comforting warmth, no one to hold, nothing, just emptiness. He didn't pity Harry now, not after seeing how wretched he had left his sister feeling, he deserved everything he got.
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"He said what?'' Hermione hissed, trying not to make too much noise, not wanting to wake Ginny up, who was sleeping in the next room.
"He told her he didn't love her, that he never did and he just walked out.'' Ron explained again, resuming his pacing of the room. "I swear when I get my hands on him.'' Ron said angrily, earning himself a reproachful glare from Hermione. "You should have seen her though Mione, she was a state, rocking back and forth, she cried her self to sleep for God's sake.'' Ron said, raising his voice. "Then when she was in bed, she reached out for him. It broke my heart Hermione, I hate to see her upset, it kills me.'' Ron admitted lowering his voice and throwing himself down onto the sofa.
"But Harry was so in love with her, what's he playing at?'' Hermione asked, a flash of realization dawning on her face, but if she had realised something she said nothing.
"Obviously he wasn't.'' Ron said bitterly. "But if he never loved her, why did he let it get this far? Why didn't he call it off before? Why did he keep telling her that he loved her, leading her on, only to break her heart.'' Ron seethed, hating Harry more and more every second.
"I don't know Ron, I really don't.'' Hermione said as she sat down next to Ron, and put her arm around him pulling him down, so that he was lying with his head in her lap. "But I'm going to find out.'' She whispered inaudibly to herself, as she brushed Ron's floppy red hair back out of his eyes.
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Harry sat down on his old bed, his red velvet hanging drawn all around him blocking him away from everyone on the outside and leaving him alone and hurting. His bed felt so cold and empty, he hadn't slept in it for over a year now and he knew he wasn't going to be sleeping in it for quite some time still, sure he would be lying in it, but he knew he wouldn't sleep how could he, when the only thing that enabled him to forget about his nightmares and fears was the one thing he had just given up. Harry had just spoken to Dean who felt so sorry for him that he told Harry that he would persuade Parvati to let Harry stay in the room with them. Harry who didn't really relish the idea of spending every night lying awake in a room where Dean and Parvati were doing god knows what, had no choice but to go back to his old room, it was only for the rest of the year anyway, how bad could it be. It didn't even seem like a problem compared to the fact that he had just lost the love of his life anyway, nothing mattered to him anymore, he roughly opened the hangings of his bed and slid off the edge, walking over to his trunk and pulling out his invisibility cloak, he had to see Ginny, he couldn't face it anymore, even after only a day of being apart from her he couldn't face it, he missed her beautiful freckled skin, her bright copper hair and her perfect emerald eyes. He placed the cloak over his head, vanishing his dark shadowed eyes that were raw from crying and hiding his even messier than usual hair from sight, before slipping out of the boys dormitory, as silently as a shadow.
He planned on sneaking through the passage from Ron and Hermione's room into Ginny's room, just so he could catch a glimpse of her, but his plans went out of the window, for the second he stepped down into the common room, careful to keep close to the wall to avoid being trampled by a group of third year boys who were running past, away from a crowd of third year girls who were soaked through with water. Harry's heart skipped a beat as he looked over to the fireplace and saw her beautiful hair hung loose around her face, she was sitting cross legged on the sofa staring down at the wooden floor, her hair hung around her, masking her face like a veil, Harry just stood watching the rhythmic rise and fall of her shoulders fascinated by her, regretting every second where they weren't together.
Ginny looked up and into the fire, her hair fell away from her face and Harry could see that her eyes were red and her face was blotchy and tear stained, yet she was still the most amazingly beautiful girl Harry had ever seen in his entire life, he watched as a fresh cloak of tears fell down her cheeks, and it tore him apart, he wanted to go to her, to comfort her, but he knew that she didn't want him anywhere near her, he knew that she hated his guts and had every right to do so, he watched as Colin entered through the portrait hole, with a steaming mug of cocoa, he rushed over to Ginny as fast as he could with a boiling mug in his hands and set it down on the table in front of her, she smiled weakly up at him through her tears. Harry saw Colin say something to Ginny but he couldn't hear from where he was standing, but he could just make out the words.
"Are you alright Gin?'' Colin asked compassionately, placing his hand comfortingly on her shoulder, surveying her with a worried expression on his face.
Ginny looked up at him and nodded weakly, but then feeling a fresh wave of sadness wash over her shook her head vigorously and started to sob out loud, Colin sat down next to her and pulled her close to him murmuring comforting words to her as he gently rocked her back and forth, stroking her hair.
Harry felt his own eyes tearing up, had he done that to her, he had reduced his beautiful, vibrant, independent girlfriend, no his soul mate into a depressed, helpless, vulnerable little girl. And before he broke down completely, wracked with guilt and pain, in the middle of the common room, he rushed back up to the seventh year dormitory not caring how much noise he was making, just as the portrait hole opened again, and a pretty girl entered the room, her chocolate brown eyes scanning in every direction for Harry.
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Harry threw himself back down onto his bed, leaving the invisibility cloak slip down onto the floor, he buried his face deeply into the pillows, hoping that they would not start up the tears that had fallen constantly all last night, but it was no use, as thoughts of Ginny floated through his mind, he was powerless to stop the tears falling, from soaking his pillow as they had done the previous night, he had forgotten what it felt like to have to fall to sleep alone and he constantly found his hand subconsciously reaching out for Ginny, even though he knew she wasn't going to be there, he wasn't going to be able to feel her soft skin or her silky hair, just emptiness and coldness, exactly the way he felt. Empty and cold, those words described his feelings perfectly, it was as though Ginny had been a part of him, and he had left that part of him behind with her as he left her crying in their room.
Harry heard the door to the dormitory creak open and then shut softly, he didn't expect it to be Ron, he hadn't seen him since before he had finished with Ginny, if he knew Ron he wouldn't be very pleased with Harry right now, Hermione was probably doing all she could to stop Ron from killing Harry, and even if he didn't Harry wouldn't blame him, he felt like killing himself now, he deserved it for hurting his angel but then again it would save her in the end.
"Harry.'' A soft voice called out gently, he stopped breathing and held his breath, he recognised her voice and he didn't want to talk to her right then, not with the way he was feeling, she would know what he had done, he could never hide anything from her, she was the smartest witch of her generation, she wasn't going to be fooled.
"Oh honestly Harry, I saw you run up the stairs and I heard you crying, don't pretend you aren't here.'' Hermione said coolly, as she walked over to Harry's bed and opened the hangings to find her friend sprawled out on the bed, his face buried in the pillows and his shoulders shaking with stifled sobs. She sat down on the side of his bed and rubbed his back gently, soothing him. Harry turned over and looked up at her, he gave her a feeble smile. "Why Harry, why did you really finish with her?'' Hermione asked disappointedly, she grasped Harry's hand with her own.
"You already know, I don't love her anymore, I never did.'' Harry answered sadly, his eyes burning with tears again, but he refused to let them fall not in front of Hermione, she'd know he was lying then.
"Harry, she told me all about you, every little detail, and I saw you together myself. You were mad about her and you still are by the look of you, I mean if you didn't really love her you wouldn't be up here crying because you've lost her would you, and you wouldn't care that she was downstairs crying her eyes out would you? But you do care.'' Hermione said frustrated at Harry fro not confiding in her, she'd never given him any reason not to trust her, why was he hiding things now.
"You think you know so much about me Hermione, You don't know the half of it.'' Harry ranted, sitting up on his bed and shouting at her, he yanked his hand roughly from her grasp and carried on screaming letting out every emotion he had been trying to keep inside. "You don't know what its like to break the heart of the person you love, you don't know what it's like to have to walk away from the only person you've ever loved when every inch of your body is screaming at you to touch them, to hold them. You don't know what it's like to watch her cry and not be able to comfort her, knowing that you did that to her, you made her cry. I loved her Hermione, I love her with all my heart, I never stopped loving her, not for a second and yet I have to watch as she cries everyday because I told her that I didn't.'' Harry said breaking down into sobs and falling onto Hermione's shoulder, soaking her robes with his tears, his shoulders racked with strangled sobs.
"Then why did you do it Harry?'' Hermione asked as she held her friend close to her, feeling her eyes water up as she anticipated the answer that she already knew.
"I had to Hermione, I had to do it to save her. After that girl got taken Dumbledore told me it was because they thought she was my girlfriend. Don't you see if I stayed with Ginny she would just be in more danger than anyone else, she is my weak spot Hermione and I can't let Voldemort find out and use her to get to me. No, she's better off without me, everybody is.'' Harry admitted sadly. "It's for her own good.''
"Harry that's not true, she needs you and you need her.'' Hermione said soothingly, a single tear rolled down her cheek as Harry pulled away and she looked into his haunted green eyes, he had the weight of the world on his shoulders and he was prepared to give up the only bit of happiness in his life just to save her. That was real love Hermione thought.
"I know I need her Hermione, I can't even breathe properly when she's not with me, but I can't have her, I know that, it's too selfish, I'm not putting her in danger just because I want her. It's not fair on her Hermione, You've got to understand.'' Harry pleaded.
"I understand.'' Hermione replied softly. "I just hope Ron does, he's about ready to rip your head off.''
"No, you can't tell Ron, you can't tell anyone, they'll find out Hermione, I have to keep this up, it has to seem real or they'll find out Hermione, they'll find out and they'll take her away, this stays between me and you, you have to promise me Hermione.'' Harry said hysterically his pupils dilating.
"But Ron won't tell anyone. He's your best friend.'' Hermione reasoned.
"He may tell Ginny that it's all a lie and she'll try and get back together and I know I won't be able to turn her down, I'm not that strong Hermione, she'll be in danger because I'm too weak to say no to her.''
"Alright I promise I won't tell Harry.'' Hermione said knowing how hard it was going to be to lie to Ron, but she had to promise Harry, he had done this to himself to save Ginny, and she didn't want to be the one to put her back in risk when Harry had sacrificed everything to save her. "But you'd better avoid Ron, your not his favourite person right now.'' Hermione said as she hugged Harry and got up to leave. "Oh and if you want I've got a better idea about where you can sleep, I know it can't be all that great in here with Dean and Parvati.''
"Yeah?'' Harry answered half-heartedly. "Where?''
"The room of requirement.'' Hermione answered proudly.
"Won't other people be able to use it?'' Harry asked, not really wanting random couples walking in on him while he was sleeping.
"Yeah, but they won't be able to get into your room, unless they walk past thinking about your room.'' Hermione answered happily, it can be used for other stuff at the same time as it will be your room, just think, while we were having our DA meetings there could have been some trouble makers hiding in there for Filch too, or some couple snogging.'' Hermione said smiling.
"Well I won't be doing any of that soon will I?'' Harry asked dejectedly.
"I'm sorry Harry…I…'' Hermione started but Harry cut her off.
"Listen don't worry about it Hermione, thanks for all your help, you're the best friend I could ever ask for. Thank you.'' Harry said as he got off his bed and walked over to Hermione who was standing by the door ready to leave, and hugged her. "Remember don't tell Ron.'' Harry said quietly as she walked away.
"Don't worry I won't.'' Hermione called back up the stairs, listening to the soft click as Harry closed the door behind her. She was worried about him, Ginny would be fine, sure she was going to be upset, very upset, but she had other happy things in her life to help her take her mind off Harry, she had a family. But Harry, Harry had no one, he was alone and she didn't know if he would be able to cope with losing Ginny. She was going to have to look out for him now more than ever. Hermione had always liked to play the part of Harry's older sister, watching out for him, making sure he was all right and know he was going to need her even more, especially if Ron wasn't going to speak to him ever again, as he had promised.
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Dear Diary,
I know I haven't written for ages, I just need somewhere to let all my feelings out, Harry has just left me, he said he didn't love me anymore, he said that he never did. I don't understand, only the day before he was telling me how much he loved me and how he wanted us to be together forever. I thought I meant something to him but now, I just don't know, if he ever really loved me or had any respect for me he would've never said that to me.
How can he just walk away from me?
When all I can do is watch him leave
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
And even shared the tears
He's the only one who really knew me at all.
I wish I could just make him turn around
Turn around and see me cry
There's so much I need to say to him
So many reasons why
He's the only one who really knew me at all.
So take a look at me now
There's just an empty space
And there's nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of his face
And him coming back to me is against all odds,
And that's what I've got to face.
Ginny sighed and placed down her quill and closed her diary and left it on the bedside table, as she curled up under the covers, she hadn't gone to any of her lessons that day she couldn't face getting out of bed and seeing everyone, knowing that they all knew what had happened between her and Harry, they were probably laughing at her behind her back anyway, it was probably obvious to everyone that Harry hadn't loved her. So Ginny decided to stay in bed and let them get on with talking about her. She didn't even care that she was missing all of her best lessons, how could she care when Harry was the one thing that made getting out of bed worthwhile.
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Harry however had to go to his lessons, he was in his NEWT year and couldn't afford to miss any lessons if he wanted to become a top auror, that had always been his ambition, he'd never thought about any other career, it was as if his path had already been laid out before him, it was as if he was destined to have to face some of the most evil wizards, so he may as well make a career out of it. He was standing outside of Magical Maintenance, finding some relief in the fact that at least he would be seeing Sirius soon, who might have some advice for him, about how to stop the aching feeling he felt inside.
Harry's insides involuntarily twisted as he saw Ron and Hermione at the end of the corridor, Ron leaned down and whispered something into Hermione's ear and she laughed happily swatting him on the arm, before leaning up and kissing his cheek, before they separated to go to their separate lessons. Ron turned to walk down the corridor to the classroom, his face darkening when he saw Harry; he walked purposefully up to Harry and stood close to him, too close. He towered over Harry, his 6'4 dwarfing Harry's 5'11. Harry looked up into Ron's face.
"Potter.'' Ron growled, stiffly nodding his head.
"Alright Ron'' Harry said hoarsely, painfully aware of the crowd that had gathered around them.
"Aren't you going to ask about Ginny?'' Ron asked, his eyes glinting madly. "Or don't you care?''
"Of course I care.'' Harry answered defiantly. "I didn't want to hurt her.''
"But you still did Potter. I have to stay with her every night until she falls to sleep, she hates being alone Harry, do you know how badly you hurt her.'' Ron ranted.
"Well I don't love her, it's better she found out now.'' Harry shouted, hating himself for saying the words, he looked down the corridor and saw Colin Creevy just about to walk into a classroom; he had obviously heard Harry and shot him a look of intense hate before walking into the classroom. Harry barely had time to register the fact that the boy who had once hero worshipped him now hated him with a passion, all because he wanted to save Ginny, when something collided with the side of Harry's face, his vision blurred, and he was thrown back against the wall, he could feel the warm sensation of blood dripping down his face, and he blinked to focus his eyes, he looked back at Ron who was rubbing his fist, looking livid.
"I deserved that.'' Harry said to Ron, as he gingerly lifted his hand up to his face and felt his cheek tenderly; he pulled his hand back down and saw that his fingers were covered in hot sticky blood.
"How very noble of you Potter.'' Ron sneered sarcastically. "You deserve a lot more than that for what you did to my baby sister.'' Ron said as he punched Harry hard in the stomach, then again across the face, Harry just stood there taking every thing that Ron had to offer, he was right Harry deserved a lot worse than this for hurting Ginny. Ron was possessed, he had suddenly gained the strength of ten men and he was intent on hitting Harry, that's all that was going through his mind, he wasn't thinking that this was his best friend that he was slowly beating into the ground, he didn't think of what Harry had done for him and his family, didn't think of everything they had been through ever since they first met, all he knew was that Harry had to learn, he had to learn that he couldn't treat his sister like that. Ginny's crying face flashed through Ron's mind and he knew that Harry deserved what he was getting, he didn't know what he had done to her, all because he got bored with her.
Suddenly Ron felt a pair of strong hands pulling him back off Harry he didn't fight them and as he came to his senses he looked at Harry, his glasses had broken and were smashed on the floor and his face was mangled and bloody, he was doubled over clutching at his stomach and groaning, and yet Ron knew that Harry had never once even tried to hit him back, he just stood there and took it all.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?'' A sharp voice barked it was the man who had pulled him off Harry it was Sirius. "Are you mad?'' Sirius shouted his voice turning into a low growl. "I don't know what's happened between you two, but I will find out.''
Sirius levitated Harry off the floor where he had slouched, spitting blood from his mouth, onto a stretcher and proceeded to walk up to the hospital wing, before the turned the corner, he called back "And as for you Mr Weasley, I'll be dealing with you later.''
Ron gulped as soon as he had seen Harry, he had regretted it, he still hated Harry for what he had done to Ginny, but that was his best friend, the boy he had been friends with throughout their time at Hogwarts, if it wasn't for him he knew Ginny would've died and he wouldn't have a little sister to protect anyway, he hung his head and wished to god that he had a time turner so he could take back everything that he had just done, he shouldn't have done that at all, he just got carried away, this was the worst Ron had felt in his entire life, he had hospitalised his best friend.
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(A.N Hey guys, I'm sorry, I've finally done it and I know you all must really hate me now, but it had to happen, I hated writing that part about Ron, I absolutely hated it, I know Ron wouldn't do that but it needed to happen for the story, he was just so angry that Harry had hurt Ginny so badly after he'd promised to never hurt her, it was just a spur of the moment reaction. Please review, and don't hate me too much!!! I'll try to update again soon, I promise. x x x x x x x x x x x x x)