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Chapter 8: Tears of confusion

Blood was trickling down her leg again. Every time as she attempted to wash the blood off it seemed to slip out again.

"Somebody get in here please!" Ginny yelled, owwwwww! Why couldn't someone come in here and heal her cut! It was just a cut it shouldn't be that much trouble!

She washed her leg off once more. Fuck she murmured when the cut began to sting from the bubbles. She rarely cursed.

Ok, that's a lie but she rarely said fuck! She bit her lip when she finally heard someone coming.

She looked down at her body to make sure all important parts were covered. They were. The mounds of bubbles had thinned out but were still there. Finally Ginny thought, when she saw Harry in front of her.

Oops. Harry. Oh well, it's just a cut…she shouldn't have expected Ron and Hermione to stop snogging anyway. Then the "just-a-cut" started to burn with a passion again when Ginny accidentally got some more bubbles on it.

And what was Harry doing? Ogling at her like a big pervert! Here she was in great physical pain and he was getting horny! Or well...so she thought….or hoped.

Maybe she hadn't lost her touch. She looked at her chest. Okay, granted more cleavage than usual was showing but really she thought, flattery gone and her cut started to drip some more blood.

"Harry!" Ginny said exasperatedly. Sort of doing a variation or rolling her eyes. "Ginny! You've been cut!" Harry said stupidly.

YES and you would have noticed if you hadn't been checking me out so blatantly Ginny was thinking. "Could you heal it! It's just a cut!" she told him with a sort of fierce flash in her eyes.

Well maybe she could have added a please… "Er…yah." Harry murmured grabbing his wand from his back pocket. Ginny couldn't help thinking how sexy it looked. After Harry saying a quick healing spell the room was filled with a silence.

Harry was having considerably nice flashbacks involving him and Ginny-"Yes, well thanks." Ginny told Harry gratefully.

"Sorry I snapped earlier. I got cut with my razor…"she added. "Of Course. Sorry I didn't do anything quicker…the cut you know." Harry finished awkwardly.

"The cut?" Ginny looked at him with trying to hide a smile. "Yes. It shocked me is all." Harry returned Ginny's smile while shuffling his feet.

"Harry…?" Ginny and Harry both jumped at Ron's voice. In Ginny's case letting quite a bit of water out of the tub. Ron and Nick stood at the door of the bathroom, brows furrowed, eyes darting back and for the two.

Shit! Nick! Ginny sunk a bit in the tub. "My cut! Thank you for healing it Harry!" She blurted making them look more suspicious than before.

"You see, I was shaving, and I cut myself with my razor and it was bleeding and stinging and I called for help. And since Ron and Hermione were so busy snogging," Ron blushed on cue here. "Harry came and healed it for me."

Ginny stopped for a pause here and continued speaking when no one else did. "Yes well, I think I need to be getting out soon so we can leave! Could you all exit on your left?" Ginny quipped rather hurriedly.

She motioned toward the blood on the floor for extra effect. The Men stood around looking dumbstruck. The boys exited without a word. Ginny sunk put her head underwater and held herself there for a second with her eyes closed.

I can't be getting feelings for Harry again. I just can't! She told herself as a tear of confusion slipped from her eye and mixed itself with the soapy water.

After a slightly evil look from Nick and a perturbed one from Ron when exiting the bathroom Harry traipsed up to his room.

Ugh. He thought about what he had just seen. Harry was actually a little annoyed with Ginny. She had to have known he still had feelings for her.

It was as though she was dangling herself in front of Harry for her enjoyment. But Harry couldn't be mad at Ginny. It was almost like being mad at a kitten, even though it scratches you can't be mad.

She looked almost the same (in the naked sort of sense) as she had a year ago. Beautiful, soft, lovely…Hot. Harry Buried his head in his pillow and screamed into it.

And then let a tear drip down his cheek for the girl he could never have

"Nick! Don't!" Ginny was yelling to Nick happily as he tried to stick an ice cube from his drink down her shirt.

Harry started at them, trying to hide his envy. He felt like the odd man out completely. They were in Diagon Alley and were having ice creams and sodas.

Ron and Hermione sat close together arms around each other watching laughing. Nick seemed really good for Ginny Harry told himself, trying to bring up his mood.

He might as well be a pleasant odd-man-out instead of an irritable one. So he laughed along with everybody hoping it didn't sound to fake. They made the normal rounds throughout Diagon Alley,

Hermione spending extra time in the bookstore and Harry and Ron doing the same in 'Quality Quiditch Supplies'. This was where Harry discovered Nick didn't even like Quiditch!

This rather annoyed Harry for an unknown reason. As Nick rattled on about the cons of Quiditch Harry stole a glance at Ginny.

She smiled and shrugged rolling her eyes like Nick was a naïve child who didn't know something.

Harry smiled back before she broke her gaze. The tripped seemed shorter than usual and Harry walked around in a daze, lost in his own thoughts.

They flooed home after a few hours of shopping and Harry was relieved when Nick declined Mrs. Weasley's dinner invitation because he had "things to attend to".

Once that was settled everybody headed up to their respective rooms for about an hour before dinner. Ron and Harry played a game of chess while Hermione and Ginny went up to their room to put away their purchases.

"I love then new dress robe I got! The colors so rich." Ginny sighed happily as she put her new clothes on hangers in her closet. She'd been saving her money up for ages to buy them.

"Yes, they're beautiful." Hermione said absentmindedly as she turned the page of her book.

Ginny didn't notice Hermione set it down and was staring at her as she shoved some books under her bed gruffly, annoyed at their not being able to fit.

"Ginny?" Hermione asked nervously. Ginny sighed. Hermione had her 'serious conversation' voice on. She most often used it when persuading Ginny to study more for her O.W.L. 's. "Yea?" Ginny asked her seating herself on her bed next to Hermione.

"I wanted to ask about you and Harry…Ron said you two seemed rather cozy in the bathroom this morning." she stated matter-of-factly.

"NOTHING is going on Hermione. Harry and I are old news…And we were hardly cozy." Ginny retorted, rolling her eyes for extra effect.

"Ginny you were naked!" Hermione said obviously. Hermione was now making that 'you know I'm right look' and Ginny was making that an 'I think I knew I was nude' look. "I HAD A CUT! I NEEDED IT HEALED!" Ginny's BELLOWED, face reddening.

"No, it's that, Ron said he sensed something…you know, chemistry." Hermione said more calmly. Ginny bit her lip for a good moment or two before she spoke.

"I love Harry Mione, he was my first, but it just isn't meant to be. Its over." the words were like ice coming out of here mouth. And they scared her. She twiddled her thumbs before continuing blankly, "I'm with Nick now. I don't want to hurt Harry but…" Ginny's voice trailed off as she looked into Hermione's eyes. "If you say so Ginny." Was all Hermione said before returning to her book. Ginny wanted to cry, she wasn't sure about anything anymore.

"The potatoes are good Mum" Ginny told her mother at the dinner table. Conversation at the dinner table that night was scarce, everybody either seemed tired and drained, or had something on their minds.

"Yes, it's a new recipe. A bit simpler that the curry potatoes. I was going to make them." Mrs. Weasley said trying not to sound to weary.

Ginny reached for the potatoes in question to spoon more on her, plate when 2 things happened, a small-ish tawny owl flew across the room, and Ginny sent the potato spoon flying across the room.

You see, the spoon was in sort of a catapult position in its bowl, so that when the owl flew across the room, Ginny promptly jumped in shock, smacking her hand down onto the handle part of the spoon sending it flying through the air at…Harry.

Ginny stared unblinkingly as the spoon flew past Hermione, seated next to her, across the room and hit Harry on the side of his face. Harry's face scrunched up in pain and confusion as he tried to wipe some of the potato of himself.

The rest of the Weasley's stared at dumbstruck for a moment before Ginny leapt up. "Harry! I'm so sorry! Let me get you a…towel!" Ginny rushed off to find a dishcloth, face hot with embarrassment as Harry sat at the table he table face doing the same.

Ginny was back within seconds and swiftly wiping the potato droppings off of Harry. "Oh God, Harry I'm so sorry, I was just so startled by the bloody owl…" Ginny's said distantly.

She continued to dab Harry on the chest and so forth, wondering how she could manage to make such a mess

"It's allright Gin, really. It was an accident." Harry said and cocked a smile. But Ginny had a feeling it wouldn't have been so allright if it were anyone else, like Ron.

She also couldn't help feel a little flutter when Harry said Gin. Suddenly Ginny realized her hand was resting on his cheek, having just gotten some of the food.

There eyes locked for a second. For the first time in ages she was getting lost in Harry's eyes.

But nobody else was looking at them, they were to busy watching to Hermione open up two owls, one from the Ministry of Magic, and one from Professor McGonagall the new headmaster of Hogwarts.

But Ginny and Harry still weren't listening to Hermione as she happily announced they would be going back to Hogwarts and exchanged a quick hug with Ron.

Their eyes were still locked together, but within moments Hermione was looking over at them expectantly and Ginny preceded to look down and blush, so Harry did the same and Ginny quickly gave Harry the towel so he could clean himself up.

"We're going back to Hogwarts!" Hermione announced again, this time specifically toward Ginny and Harry, causing Ginny to jump about happily on her way back to her seat.

"We'll be in the same year!" Ginny exclaimed excitedly to Hermione as they smiled happily to one another. But even though Ginny was apparently thinking about the fun coming in the net year her mind was somewhere else.

"Fancy a walk with the boy-who-lived?" Harry asked Ginny lightheartedly from her doorway. Ginny looked up at Harry from her book and smiled.

She saw Harry was smiling too. "I'll just be a minute" she called as she shooed Harry out. She threw on some shorts (she had been wearing PJ pants) before heading out her door. She didn't bother with shoes.

She met Harry on the doorstep, wondering why nobody else had asked to join them. It was a beautiful summer night. The Horrible heat of the day was gone and the moon and starts lit up the night.

Harry and Ginny began to walk, to no place in particular, but Ginny figured they would head down to the pond.

And so they did discussing various topics along the way. "So, walked in on Ron and Hermione yet?" Ginny said with a giggle.

"Oh yes. Many times. And may I say I would fight Voldemort a thousand times to get those visions out of my head." Harry said with fake chagrin.

Ginny giggled some more before coming to the point. "So what was it you wanted to say Harry." Ginny said quietly. "I dunno." He lied, "I thought I'd just take a walk with you is all."

"Allright then" Ginny told him with doubt. There was a silence for a few moments where Ginny sat down, Harry following her lead.

"Gin?"

"Ya, Harry"

"Why didn't you….why didn't you wait for me?"

"Why didn't I WHAT?" Ginny asked incredulously.

"Why didn't you-" But Ginny cut Harry off. "I know what you meant." "Oh." There was a few more moments' silence. Only this time it was terribly uncomfortable.

"I never thought I would be the person to say this Harry, But you're so damn selfish!" Ginny yelled. "You have no idea what it would be like do you Harry? I NEVER KNEW if I'd see you again Harry!" She paused to wipe her cheeks of tears.

Harry looked like he didn't know what to say, which wasn't a problem because Ginny was continuing, "WHAT IF I had waited for you and you'd died! It hurt Harry!" Tears had begun to stream down Ginny's cheeks and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Ginny I'm sorry I had no idea that-" Harry began trying to console her. Ginny pulled away and stood up.

"I've- I've- I've got to go think." Ginny said stuttering, as she wiped her eyes dry and ran off. Harry was to dumbstruck and hurt to go after her.

And for close to the first time in his life Harry laid his head in his hands and cried. He had never cried like this before. The tears were like fire burning his cheeks.

God, he was such a screw-up he thought. He wanted Ginny so badly. Harry didn't want to live without her but nevertheless here she was with Nick a man who wouldn't even be able to join Ginny in a game of Quiditch.

But Harry knew deep down he had to do whatever would make Ginny happy. Harry took a few deep breaths before standing up and straightening himself. He had to make this up to Ginny.

There we go! I guess that's it! I'm sorry this chapter moved kind of fast. A lot of things sort of happened at once but I want to end this fic and start a new one. Now remember I am still searching for my creative flow, so bear with me threw my first-fanfiction-ness. I hope you liked this chapter. I am going away a few days so I may not update for a week (tops). I really hope you enjoyed this at least a little bit.

Lots of Love

Brooke