Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction. I'd be out spending all my money!
Title: Lost Souls Forever
Summary: "I'm taking you home Gin..." he says quietly, "we're going home..." She gazes at him blankly, before turning her head slowly back to the wall. "Harry ..."
Eeek! Sorry for the lack of updates! I have been quite busy with school etc, so the next chapter shouldn't be too long – depending on when I write it!
Hope you enjoy this and I know it moves a bit fast towards the end, but the reason for that will all be explained …
A short while later, Harry returned to consciousness, he stretched out in his bed and yawned loudly, keeping his eyes shut for the maximum amount of time he could, he heard a low rumbling nearby and his eyes snapped open in surprise. He was in the small cabin of the boat, he leaned back down and closed his eyes, letting it all flood back-:
"Ginny!" he darted out of bed, the clock on the wall showed it was about noon, and they were cruising along at a fast pace, through the shining grey-green waters of the English Channel. Harry's glance darted about the room, Ginny wasn't there.
He dived into the small bathroom. Empty. Grabbing his shoes, he flung open the door and ran off down the long corridor, causing a waiter to drop several plates of room service. Without even stopping Harry shouted:
"Sorry!" over his shoulder and carried on running, after 10 minutes on this fruitless search he found himself near a door leading to the front deck of the boat, gripped with fear, he pulled open the door leading to the outside and let it bang back into its frame, he gave a huge sigh of relief as he spotted the only person on the deck of the ferry, Ginny was staring into the waters of the Channel, her long, wavy red hair was flowing about her head, looking more healthy than it had done in that cold street outside St Mungo's, he realised with shock that she must've had a shower, and changed her clothes, she was wearing some of his very old, therefore very small combat trousers which hung loosely about her hips and was swathed in a the thick Weasley jumper that Mrs Weasley had made him during fourth year, with the picture of the Horntail stitched neatly on.
"Ginny?" he said cautiously, as he approached the bar she was leaning heavily on. He found himself sway as he neared the edge of the ship, the wind was buffeting them both heavily, and Harry held tightly onto the rail. He looked down into the white surf that was being created as the ship cut through the icy water and felt a wave of nausea wash over him, he shut his eyes tightly and tried to ignore the rhythmic swaying motion of the ferry.
Ginny was holding onto the rail with one hand, the other dangling uselessly at her side:
"Scared?" she asked clearly.
Harry looked up quickly, his eyes jumping open, when another bout of sickness washed over him he quickly steadied himself. Feeling it would probably be better to just talk with her, he answered:
"Sick"
"I was sick," she answered, letting go of the rail and leaning forward to stare into the water:
"Ginny, hold on!" Harry said, grabbing her hand, whilst using the other to hold the side of the boat so tightly his knuckles were numb.
She smiled wanly, and taking his hand she lead him back inside, when they were back in the relative safety of the ship, the door slammed shut and the roar of the icy wind stopped, Harry sat down, looking extremely white.
"You're supposed to be brave" she said accusingly, looking at him with her hands on her hips.
Harry smiled, feeling slightly better now that they were back inside:
"You've got a bit more talkative."
She frowned.
Suddenly the reason why, hit Harry like a ton of bricks, 'Subduing Charms!' The Healers words came back to him:
"she's violent, unpredictable"
He glanced at her looking for any sign that she was going to attack someone, she looked remarkably docile and smiled gently at him, and he couldn't resist smiling back:
"Lets go back to the cabin" he said quietly, standing, he steadied himself and took her hand, leading her back to their small room, she walked in and sat down immediately:
"I'm Hungry" she demanded, like a spoilt teenager, Harry thought, then realised with a jolt, she wasn't much more than a teenager, it seemed like such a long time ago, they had been young. But they still were.
"Stay here" Harry said warningly, and I'll get you some food. Ginny pouted. Harry left the room and looking furtively around him he cast the Alohomora spell on the door and strolled off up the corridor.
Ten minutes later, Ginny was sitting cross-legged on the bed eating as if there was no tomorrow, she devoured several sandwiches, two bottles of water and was now eating a selection of cakes, Harry smiled at her fondly, she had been like this at Bill and Fleurs engagement party, but so had the rest of the Weasley boys, they just could not contain themselves when it came to cake.
Ginny put the rest of the cake in her mouth and gave as satisfied sigh, rubbing her stomach happily, Harry leaned forward, and with his thumb wiped off a bit of icing around her lips, before he could stop himself he had moved his thumb so it was brushing her lips, they were still as soft as ever, and in some kind of daze, Harry leaned closer to her and kissed her, gently at first, but when she began to respond he deepened the kiss and before either of them knew what was happening they were lying next to each other on the bed, blindly pressing their faces towards each other, she tasted like the cake she had just eaten, Harry thought with a smile. It was just like it had always been, when he kissed Ginny, everything was fine, he had hope, the world wasn't so bad after all.
Ginny moaned slightly underneath him, and Harry shifted his weight so he wasn't lying on her arm. Ginny stopped the kiss and looked over to him lazily, running her hand down the side of his cheek:
"I thought you said we were visiting mum and dad this weekend"
-flashback-
"Harry! Come on!" Ginny shouted, pulling on a pair of thick black gloves, Harry came running down the stairs, tripped on his shoelaces and landed face first on the welcome mat.
"My boyfriend" Ginny said, in a sarcastically proud voice, she reached down and helped him up.
"Are you ready then?" she said kissing him lightly, "Mum'll kill us if we're late again"
"I'm ready my beautiful one!" Harry said. Ginny rolled her eyes and continued pulling on her gloves, carefully pulling it over the beautiful engagement ring Harry had given her a few days previously:
"Mums going to be so excited!" Ginny squealed, gazing lovingly at Harry, "I thought we could walk in and I'd take my gloves off, she's been looking at my hand very time I've seen her for the last year!"
"I know!" Harry replied, helping her into her coat, "she's been dropping hints like Fred and George drop dungbombs!"
Ginny poked her tongue out and they strolled out of Harry's small house and soon arrived at Kings Cross Station, they went into Platform 7 ½ and Ginny got onto the train:
"Potter!" a voice shouted, and a blonde haired man ran up to him.
"Malfoy!" Harry said, pausing and shaking the other mans hand.
"Draco." Ginny said more warily, leaning against the train door.
"Hi" Draco said breathlessly, "there's been an emergency at the Ministry, Death Eaters attacked Hogsmeade, they caught two of them, Moody wants you in now!"
"They attacked Hogsmeade!" Ginny said looking worried, "was anyone hurt?"
"Few" Draco said vaguely, turning from Ginny he addressed Harry, "we'd better go"
"Do you want me to come?" Ginny asked, putting her hand on Harry's back.
"We'll be fine!" Harry said, "go and see your mum and tell her I'll be up on the next train I can get!" he said, kissing her.
They began walking off quickly and the doors shut on Ginny, Harry turned and waved as she searched for a seat. She couldn't seem to shake of a nagging worrying feeling but as the train pulled out she dismissed it and searching in her bag, began to read the latest copy of Witch Weekly.
"So what exactly happened?" Harry said briskly as they turned out of the station.
"This way" Draco said, ushering Harry into a dirty building, "Rosmerta was hurt and a couple of students skiving off school were caught in the crossfire, but the two Death Eaters we caught had some very interesting information"
"What's that?" Harry asked as they turned into a small room, he glanced around for a fireplace to Floo from, "where's the-"
"He turned around and saw Draco grinning at him maniacally:
"Draco …" Harry started, he tried to walk back towards the door, sick fear making him claustrophobic, Malfoy neatly sidestepped into the door-frame, blocking the exit.
"No-one attacked Hogsmeade." Harry stated the realisation hitting him like a hammer.
Draco shook his head slowly:
"Foolish Potter" he said quietly, "always underestimated me, always got everything you wanted at a moments notice in the Ministry"
"Draco-" Harry tried to interrupt but Draco hissed:
"Fool! Did you think I'd ever forgive you for what you did to my father! You took away the only people I ever loved. Now its your turn!"
"Draco look!" Harry tried to reason with him, "hurting me isn't going to solve anything!"
"Oh, I'm not going to hurt you" he said slowly, "well, maybe a little"
"Then why?" Harry questioned desperately, retreating from Draco, who he could now see, after several minutes of fumbling for his wand, that Draco had it.
"Happy Engagement Potter" Malfoy said raising the wands:
"Gin-" Harry started, and then it was all black.
-End of Flashback-
"What do you mean?" Harry asked nervously propping himself up on his elbows.
"We're going to see them to tell them about us being engaged" she said, snuggling into his chest.
Harry felt sick. But this time it was nothing to do with the sea.
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