A/N: I just wanted to let everyone know that the spells Repello and Quasso Armo I had looked up, Repello meant to repel something, and Quasso Armo means break arm. Okay so thanks for all of the great reviews, now here is the next chapter.

Chapter 14

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A week had passed, and everything was finally getting back to the normal schedule. Blaise had been expelled for the remainder of the year, and was never going to be able to get a job having to do with the ministry because of using an unforgivable curse. Draco was having detentions twice a day for 3 months and then being suspended for 2 months after that.

Ron and Hermione had soon found out about the accident, the day after to be exact. Ron blamed Harry at first, but soon lightened up and realized that he only challenged Draco because he was making fun of Ginny and Hermione.

Hermione visited Ginny every lunch period, and every chance that she had free. She took it hard at first, crying because she thought she had lost her best friend, but soon realized that she was in a coma and that there was still a possibility of her coming out of it.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley got a owl the same day that it had happened. They were quite shaken up, and they had came to Hogwarts to see Ginny every other day. Mrs. Weasley was furious at first, but then lightened up and was then furious at Draco and Blaise. Mr. Weasley was also very angry, Blaise's father had been sent to Askaban for not teaching his son how to behave correctly, and then for severely beating Blaise for doing such a repulsive thing to Ginny, Mr. Weasley was the one to report Mr. Zabini to the Ministry of Magic.

But it seemed Harry was having the hardest time of all. He missed her more than anything, he didn't mind having to go to detention every morning at 5:55 with Snape. He didn't mind staying alone in the dormitory, because she was always in her room anyway. But what did bother him was not seeing her deep green eyes, that seemed to stare through him. And not being able to hug her, and hold her hand. Not being able to be around her was killing him.

He was suffering badly, he felt like it was all his fault, but really none of it was, all he did was try to protect her, and he failed. Dumbledore had scheduled the detentions in the morning so that he was able to go see Ginny in the evenings, and Harry was very grateful for that.

It was exactly a week from the Valentines Day Ball, and Ginny had still shown no signs of wakening. Harry had just awoke at the sound of his alarm clock, he sighed and looked at it, it read 5:00 am. He reluctantly got up and walked over to his magical calendar, it said February 7, 2005.

He walked over to his wardrobe and pulled out his robes, unfortunately it was Tuesday the 7th, so it required wearing the usual uniform. Harry walked into the bathroom, took a quick shower, dressed, and quickly combed his hair.

When he finished doing all of that he exited the bathroom and went to the common room, walking through the doorway leading to the main hallway.

Harry checked his watch, it read, 5:45, he had ten minutes to cross the castle, go down all of the steps and begin detention. Harry was pretty sure he'd be late, " Oh, no, I better hurry!" he muttered as he broke into a sprint.

He reached Snape's office just in time, Harry walked over to his desk and said " Okay, what'll I be doing today?"

" You will be cleaning all of the cauldrons, desks and book shelves out," Pr. Snape replied

" Yes sir," Harry replied as he turned, picked up a rag and began dusting off all of the cauldrons

" I have a meeting to attend to please make sure Draco gets here on time and begins his work. He may be my favorite student but he has to pay for his asinine mistakes," Professor Snape said as he walked out of the room.

" Yes, sir," Harry replied

By the time Harry had finished dusting all of the shelves off and had begun washing out the cauldrons Draco walked in.

" What took you so long?" Harry asked angrily as he through a rag at him " Here start washing out these cauldrons with me, or I'll tell Snape that you were a hour late!"

" I'm not washing out any damn cauldrons, and I'm especially not doing it with you, Scarface!" Malfoy replied as he caught the rag and then through it on the ground and started smashing it with his foot

Harry looked at him with disgust and walked up to him, " If you don't pick up that rag and get started, then I am going to hex your ass until you don't know the difference from up and down,"

Draco tried to act strong and mighty, but the truth was, he knew that Harry could easily do what he had threatened, so he muttered " Idiotic moron... who does he think he is? ... Telling a Malfoy what to do," as he began to clean the cauldrons.

They worked in complete silence. When he had finished all of his cleaning he left a small not on the professor's desk explaining that he had finished and that Draco was late. Harry left the note on top of Snape's daily plans and headed for the great hall, it was already 9:50 so he had to hurry, breakfast started in ten minutes.

Harry entered the great Hall just in time, breakfast had just started. He walked over to the table and took a seat across from Ron and Hermione, who were to his disgust making out.

Harry's face cringed at the sight of the two, and he cleared his throat loudly " AHEM!" the two didn't stop in fact they just continued, now basically laying on each other. " Oh, My god, that is nasty, god get a room," he thought to himself " Guys for the love of god! QUIT IT!" he said loudly

The two pulled apart and both turned bright red, " Sorry mate, got lost in the moment,"

Harry gave him a look of utter disgust and said " More like got lost in her mouth, god get a room!"

Hermione looked down at the table and began scratching her neck nervously " Uh, umm, I went to see Ginny yesterday," she said trying to pull the conversation into a better discussion, she didn't exactly like to discus where Ron's tongue was, or even worse, where her's was.

When she said this she noticed that a mixed feeling of depression, hurt, anger, hope, and sadness crossed his face.

" Really, I didn't get to see her yesterday, I was doing that dumb report on how to repel demons. How is she doing, did her pulse pick up any, did she wake yet?" Harry asked putting down his fork and looking at Hermione

" Well, her pulse did pick up a bit, but she showed no signs of waking," Hermione said sadly, as she said that Harry's face dropped, he looked like he was about to pass out. Hermione reached her hand out over the table and grabbed his, the caught his attention and they made eye contact.

" Harry, don't worry, she is strong, she will make it. I promise," she said firmly

He didn't respond, in stead he nodded and began to eat again, for the rest of the meal he said nothing. His mind was having a complete conversation in itself.

I cannot believe she got hurt! This is all my fault!

No, it isn't it is Blaise's. And plus, she wanted to help you, and she did, just think what would've happened to you if she hadn't offered to help.

Yes, I know it wasn't exactly all my fault, but She got hurt, because I let her step in. Why didn't I say no? Why couldn't I say it?

Because you know she loves you, and you love her too. And when she uses that puppy face, you know you can't resist it!

Yes I can! I am Harry Potter, I defeated the dark lord before I was even two years old, you'd think I'd be able to ignore childish faces!

Yes, you'd think, but I know your true feelings, I am your conscious.

Oh, whatever, why am I talking to you anyway, you are so annoying!

Your not talking to anyone, you only think you are. I am not a person, but a mere thought that overwhelms your brain.

Whatever, I have to get to Defense Against Dark Arts class before Pr. Colvalt kills me.

Sure but why are you telling me, I already know.

Gr,you aggravate me!

After having quite an enlightening conversation in his head he stood up and grabbed his bad waving to Ron and Hermione he then left and headed towards the DADA class room.

When he reached the dark and gloomy room he went to the right hand corner in the very back. He sat down quietly and took out his books, quill, and parchment along with the "Repelling Demons" report that he had finished the night before.

Harry checked his watch, it read 9:45 there was still fifteen minutes until class started. He looked at the seat beside him and imagined that Ginny was healed and was sitting next to him, smiling lovingly at him like he was the only guy that mattered. But then he snapped out of it and was back in the gloomy DADA room with students piling in around him. Harry checked his watch one last time, now it said 9:55 five minutes until the bell would ring.

Suddenly he felt a presence behind him so he turned around quickly, as if his head were in flames, and saw a skinny, blond haired girl looking down at him.

" Oh, hi Luna," Harry said quickly. He knew that she liked him and that she wanted, more than anything, to date him, but he surely didn't want to date her.

" Hi Harry! How are you doing?" she asked sitting down next to him and patting his shoulder comfortingly, which was clearly making Harry uncomfortable.

" I heard about Ginny, that is such a nasty thing Blaise did," Harry just nodded, he didn't like to have this conversation with someone that he knew loved him. It also made him feel horrible just to think of that dreadful night.

Luna took her hand off of his shoulder because she could tell that he was beginning to look either annoyed or ticked off.

" You know, you can always come to me with any of your problems," she tried, but it didn't help, he knew that she was only trying to suck up to him. He just nodded in reply.

Luna began to say something but then was interrupted by the slamming of a door. The Professor immediately began talking. The class went by slowly and quietly, Luna and Harry didn't say another word to one another. He continued on the rest of the day, each class period feeling worse and worse, and each class period getting more and more homework. At one point Harry thought that Pr. Flitwick had given them the entire book to do, but it was only five pages in reality.

Finally dinner time arrived, he knew very well that as soon as dinner was over he could go see Ginny whom he hadn't seen for two long and tiring days. Harry never ate that fast in his life, Ron and Hermione had thought he lost his mind, but really he was every bit there. As soon as he got the last bite down he exited the Great Hall, not even saying goodbye to Hermione and Ron. Harry ran to his room as fast as possible and threw his bag onto his bed, then he went directly to the hospital wing, he couldn't wait to see Ginny.

When he arrived at the hospital wing he headed for the back of the room dragging a chair along with him, he sat himself down next to Ginny's bed and took her hand. He then, as usual, began talking to her even though she would never respond to him.

" I'm so sorry I didn't come to see you," Harry whispered

Ginny's POV:

Oh who is that walking over here, if it's mum or Ron again I am going to surely die, they aren't helping me at all. " I'm so sorry I didn't come to see you," she heard Harry say.

OH! Harry, its you! Why can't I sit up, why must I be in this state, oh I missed you so much Harry. " I've missed you so much Ginny, won't you please wake up?" she heard him plead once again. Oh I wish I could, I'm trying so hard. You must understand, why can't I move!

" Ginny, please respond to me, in any way," he said once again. Oh, this is so aggravating why can't I just sit up and rap my arms around you and never let go? I'm going to kill that Blaise, I tell you, I will.

Suddenly she heard faint tears, it was Harry, this was the second time she had heard him cry and she didn't like it one bit. Oh no, please don't cry Harry! Please, oh crap he can't hear me can he?

End of POV

Harry sat there silent tears running down his pale face. He gripped her hand in his. He loved her so much, more than he had loved anyone in his whole life. But she didn't know this, and she probably couldn't hear him, or so he thought.

Harry lifted her hand to his lips and kissed them gently, saying " Please wake up Ginny," then three words that would changed there lives forever suddenly escaped his mouth " I love you,"

Harry sat there and kissed her hand once more, but just as he did he felt her hand tighten on his... she had responded... which meant that Ginny would be able to come out of the coma!

A/N: This is getting gooooooooood! PLEASE PLEASE READ AND REVIEW, I WORKED SOOOO HARD ON THIS!