A/N: I am still not J.K.R. Too bad for me, I'd be filthy rich. le sigh

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Ginny awoke from her sleepless dreaming. Or was it her dreamless sleep? She didn't even know anymore, she was just too tired of it all to care. 4:47. God it was early, or late depending on your point of view. Ginny just wasn't a morning person though, and everyone knew that. So, what was she going to do at 4:47 in the morning? That was simple. Do crunches, push-ups, lunges, or anything of that nature. Isn't that what everyone does at 4:47 in the morning, well if they're not sleeping that is?

316, 317, 318, it was getting more difficult to constantly sit up for Ginny. She was so weak that it took colossal amounts of effort. Weak, that's all Ginny ever had been. She was too weak to resist Voldemort. She was too weak to put down that extra serving of food. She was too weak to wake up and go running. She was too weak to do anything that could improve her. Not anymore. That was the old Ginny; the new Ginny could overcome the weakness, the hunger. 319, 320, 321…

By 7:15 she had no energy. She was accomplished though. She had managed 500 crunches, 200 push-ups, 300 lunges, and a shower. She felt very accomplished indeed, but she needed a nap. How convenient that it was Breakfast. Ginny was just the master, plain and simple. With that thought, she fell into a light, but much needed sleep.

"Ginny…Ginny! Wake up sleepy! You've gone and missed Breakfast again," shouted a familiar voice. Oh, it was Hermione. Only girls could up the steps to the girls' side, so that would make a bit more sense than Harry or Ron. "Ginny, did you hear me? Get up! We've got a Hogsmeade trip today!"

Ginny quickly jumped out of bed. "Oh bugger! I'd forgotten, thanks for waking me up Herm!" Ginny frantically ran around and picked up her favorite jumper, and several layers to keep warm. Hermione was gone so Ginny quickly weighed herself. 113.5 lbs. Down a pound; well that was pretty decent progress. She wrapped herself up in her layers over the jumper, which now hung loosely on her bony body. She bounded down the steps and saw Harry waiting for her. Alone. Score.

"Hey Harry, I'd completely forgotten it was Hogsmeade weekend! Hermione woke me up, I'm always oversleeping," said Ginny. Man, she was rambling, but she just wanted some conversation out of quiet Harry. Maybe her rambling was annoying, because Harry certainly wasn't smiling at her like he should have been. He wasn't even laughing at her, which would've been an improvement over his stony expression. Which was beginning to scare her. "Harry, what's up?"

"Ginny, I'm worried about you." Ginny frowned and was ready to say something but Harry interjected, "You just don't seem yourself. And not to insult you, but you've just looked exhausted lately, absolutely burnt out. I think you need to have some fun. So Ginny, will you go to Hogsmeade with me?"

As if that wasn't obvious. Ginny's face broke into a grin, "Of course I will Harry, it sounds exactly like what I need right now." With that she took his hand, giggling, and began running to the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Wait Gin, one more thing," Harry said. She looked at him with her beautiful doe eyes, which suddenly didn't seem as hollow, and he leaned in and kissed her sweetly. Then he broke into a grin and led her out the portrait and towards Hogsmeade.

Ginny quietly went into her room after Hogsmeade to replay the trip. She mainly remembered the portion that was spent at The Three Broomsticks. She shivered at the thought of it, mainly because she had a butterbeer. Oh, the calories, the fat, the carbs. How could she have done that too herself? But she had to remember; it was only a drink, which would go through the body quicker than, another shiver, food. She couldn't remember when she had eaten last, and she liked that. Maybe even loved it. It was a delicious, no pun intended, thought.

114 lbs. Ginny quickly convinced herself that the drink did most of that. Even though she hated placing blame. She had to just ease up every once and awhile and realize that she couldn't live without hydration. But next time, it would be water.

A few crunches later Ginny passed out on her bed. Well, passing out on the bed would imply she fell asleep right on top of it, right away. So, she technically did not pass out on the bed. She put on flannel pyjamas, several layers of blanket, and shivered for a few minutes before she fell asleep. That was the Ginny way of passing out on the bed.

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