The words still rang through my mind from when we'd broken up.
It had been a week and when ever I saw Harry he looked pale and out of place...
He missed me and I could tell it...
As the weeks passed by Harry grew paler, refusing to eat now he was saying that his life wasn't worth living...
Hermione and Ron tried to convince him but he wouldn't listen...
Every day he sat and stared out the window...
It's now been a month since we broke up...
Harry hasn't eaten in two weeks and in the last day he hasn't drank anything either.
His body is growing spindly and he reminds me of a ghost now...
Why is he doing all this just over me...Why?
Harry is starving himself over me...
It's getting to a point that I'm worrying about him and I'm starting to miss him. I know that he was keeping secrets from me, and I know that he kissed Cho but maybe...maybe it wasn't his fault.
Today I have decided to go and talk to him...
Its midnight on the third of October, about two weeks after we broke up...
"Harry...," I whispered as I sat beside him, beside the window as he stared at the moon.
"Harry...," I whispered again
"Gin...," he whispered back as his voice was so quiet...
His voice was scratchy from a dry throat
"I still love you Gin," he whispered
"Why starve yourself over me Harry...," I whispered
"Cause I love you...," whispered Harry "And...I hated keeping secrets from you...And Cho...she kissed me not the other way round...,"
"Oh Harry...," I whispered back
My eyes were streaming with tears as he took my hand weakly in his...
"I love you Gin...," whispered Harry
"I...love you too Harry," I whispered back as I let my emotions take over
I pulled Harry into a deep kiss and he wrapped his arms weakly around my neck...
Suddenly, I felt him go limp...