Recap: Casting a quick drying spell on herself after draining the water in the tub, the youngest Weasley made her way down to the common room where her dreaded conversation with her brother awaited her…

A/N: Hey guys, thank you all for reviewing my story, I really appreciate it! Okay, so here's my problem, I'm going to try to update as much as possible okay, my aim is to add one chapter per day… but I'm not entirely sure I can do that coz I've been going to work 5 days straight on top of school and by the time I get home at 10… dun dun, I'm bummed! Well… here's the next chapter…enjoys…

Chapter Four

She made her way down the stairs quietly, her footsteps barely even making sound on the wood. 'Oh god, oh god, the pain,' she thought to herself as her robes rubbed against the fresh cuts on her once perfect arms. The wounds bled slowly as the blood slowly trickled down her arm. By the time she finished thinking of the searing pain in her arms she noticed she was directly in front of her elder brother.

"Sit down Gin; come on, by the fire, its cold,'' Ron spoke, moving towards the fire himself. 'Something is sure as hell up, since when Ron speak all polite?' she asked herself momentarily, flopping down on one of the maroon and gold lounges opposite her brother.

"Ginny, have you any clue what's wrong with Harry? He's shut himself up in the bathroom and he won't come out,"

'The bathroom, that's something a chick would do' Ginny inwardly said to herself.

"Not a single clue,'' she said wincing slightly as she crossed her arms. Her gaze shifted towards the roaring fire. 'Beautiful' was the only word she could find to describe the flickering flames.

"So, what's happening between you and Harry anyway Gin? You both seem to be weird around each other" he said looking at her with a 'there's something you're not telling me' look.

"There's absolutely nothing going on,'' she said plastering a fake smile on her face. "Anyway, don't worry, I'm sure he will be okay," she yawned, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight Ron,'' she said before swiftly walking off.

She drew the sheer red curtains closed as the cuckoo bird cawed nine. Curfew had begun. She gently rolled up her sleeves, stared down at her arms. 'These I'll have to bandage' she thought, running her hand gently over the fresh wounds. "Acio bandages" she said, holding up her wand a few moments later.

After carefully cleaning the cuts and bandaging them Ginny stood up and smiled. Her fake smile, something she thought she would be using in the near future. She sat down again as her mind wandered to Harry. Harry James Potter - The Golden Boy Who Lived, the boy who broke her heart. As she thought about Harry once more the tears returned to her face.

After sitting idly on her bed for a while, the fiery young red head reached underneath her bed and pulled out a small shoe box. Lifting the lid gently she smiled – within the box lay her muggle diskman and various CD's Hermione had bought her the previous year for her birthday.

She placed the headphones on her head and turned it on. The next moment her ears were flushed with music. She reached into the top drawer of her beside table and withdrew a blank drawing pad and a set of charcoal pencils and an eraser.

Ginny sat on her bed for more than two hours drawing Japanese anime and listening to her favorite bands. By the time 11.45pm came, she had already changed and pulled on her cloak. 'I had better leave before I make myself late,' she had thought to herself as she gently tiptoed out of the 5th year girls dormitories.

She didn't expect anybody to be in the dimly lit common room at the unruly hour of the night but she was surprised to see Harry down there. It seemed Harry was occupied with somebody else.
"Harry?" she said somewhat quietly. She moved closer to the couch and it was there she saw them, Dean Thomas and Harry, snuggled up on the couch together.

It was then she started yelling, foul words blurting from her mouth. Stunned Harry & Dean leapt from each others arms, scared that others would find out their secret.

"Ginny, it's not what it looks like! I'm telling you!" Harry pleaded as her eyes welled with tears yet again.

"No! Harry I don't believe you. First you cheat on me with that Parkinson slut and now tonight you left me a letter saying that you love me, but I find you here with Dean Thomas. What on earth do you think you're playing at Harry Potter?" she yelled, stepping backwards bit by bit.

"Ginny… I love you, I do!" Harry said, edging towards her. She did then the only thing she knew, she ran. Harry not missing a more than half a heart beat ran after her as Dean just stood there utterly shocked.

"Ginny wait!" Harry called after the red head. Her legs were moving so fast that she could barely feel her feet touching the ground beneath her as she ran on. She realized that she was near the astronomy tower now and slowed down to turn a corner but ran into something solid, grazing her right arm as she fell.

"Oomph,'' she groaned, touching her elbow gently. She then noticed a hand before her. She took it without a thought, but didn't dare raise her eyes to look at the person helping her. Obviously she had run into them, 'how embarrassing' she thought to herself as she straightened her crinkled robes.

"Thank you, and err… sorry for running into you" she said, feeling her cheeks redden.

"Don't worry about it Ginny Weasley, no harm done," said the, grinning slightly to himself.

It was then Harry caught up with her. Harry stopped abruptly upon seeing his ex-girlfriend standing before a 6th Slytherin whom he recognized as Blaise Zaibini, one of Malfoy's friends.

"Ginny, come on, I'm taking you back to Gryffindor common room right now," Harry said, grabbing her roughly by the arm and pulling her away.

"Let her go Potter" Blaise said sternly, shooting him a look of disgust. "I said. Let her go Potter" and with that Blaise whipped out his wand. "Expelliarmus" Harry flew backwards just before letting go of Ginny's arm and hit the wall, falling into unconsciousness.

A/N: MUAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAH! LOL! I'm sorry to end it there my lovely read and reviewers! (no I'm not sorry lol) Okay, I know I was being mean. Lol. Okay my aim is for more than 53 reviews… (It's a long story) so please read and review each chapter as you go… It'd be highly appreciated.

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