Disclaimer: I'm sure you know that this is not mine, but Ms. Rowling's, by now.

A/N: Ok, here is Part II. To recap: Ron looked at Ginny with tears brimming his eyes. And Ginny is wondering what's wrong.

Accepting

Ron's expression showed that he was fighting an inner battle. Ginny didn't know why, seeing as it was her who had been through the break-up.

"Ginny...Hermione and I are going with Harry to find the Hocruxes," Ron whispered. Ginny looked to Hermione to see if he was speaking the truth. She gave a slight nod, and buried her face in her hands.

"I–but–why?" Ginny spluttered.

"We have to stick with him. He needs his friends now. We've been with him from the beginning," Ron whispered no louder. He was now looking at his hands. Ginny looked over at Hermione lost for words. Hermione was still sobbing into her own hands.

"Well, that settles it. I'm going with you guys," Ginny declared defiantly.

Ron looked up at her with a stern look on his face, "You are not. I will not have my little sister on a journey that is so dangerous. And Harry would never go for that."

"I am only a year younger than you Ronald! Please. Let me come. I have to come. I need to..." she trailed off.

"Ginny, Ron's right. You shouldn't come with us. And I'm sure Harry wouldn't like the thought of it," Hermione whimpered from behind her hands.

Ginny didn't seem to be getting anywhere with these to. She needed to go straight to the source. She hopped up. A new fire lit in her stomach. She needed to talk Harry into letting her come. She started running toward the castle, but turned back abruptly and hurried over to Hermione to give her a much needed hug.

Then she stared at Ron, willing him to tell her where Harry was. He sighed and mumbled, "He's in the common room. But you're fighting a lost cause."

"Not once I get done. He'll need me, I just know it." And again she headed up to the castle. On the way there, she passed through the mourning of all who attended Dumbledore's funeral. She paused without realizing it.

Ginny looked over and saw Fleur weeping silently into her brother, Bill's shoulder. Her heart ached with a pain she couldn't describe. Shaking her head, she continured her walk to the castle.

As Ginny stepped into the entrance hall, cool air met her. If felt good after being outside in the hot sun. She pushed some red wisps from her face, and moved slowly to the grand staircase. Up she went, careful to jump the vanishing step.

Her feet carried her to the portrait of the Fat Lady with out her realizing it. All to soon she was standing in from of the portrait which proclaimed, "Password, please."

"Lament."

"You may enter. But dear, no one is in there but that one boy," chirped the Fat Lady.

"Thank you. That happens to be who I am looking for." And with that Ginny crawled through the portrait hole, into the cozy Gryffindor Common Room.

The noise of her entering mus have reacher Harry's ears, because once to plopped down on her feet, Harry was looking at her. A semi-glazed look in his eyes, as though he didn't see her. As though he didn't want to see her.

Before Ginny lost her nerve once more she declared forcefully, "I'm going with you. With you, Ron, and Hermione. You can't talk me out of it. I'll be there right next to you. You need me, just like I need you. Please Harry, let me go," those last few words were with a pleading note. She looked helplessly into Harry's green eyes, as though expecting to find an answer there.

Finally Harry said something, "Ginny..."

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