What The Shrink Told Me

by forbiddenlight

A/N: Hey, you guys. This is the fourth chapter, I'm playing this story by ear, and I have no idea what is going to happen. But please hang on to this story if you've read it this far- I don't plan to delete it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing that is affiliated with Harry Potter and Co. Unfortunately.

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July 14th

12:15 AM; Harry Potter's kitchen

Tonks' pink hair gleamed under the fluorescent light bulbs above the kitchen table. Everything was far too bright in contrast to the darkness outside and despite this Ginny's life couldn't be dimmer.

"I'm starving," Ginny commented after a minute's silence. Harry forked over the plate covered with pickle-and-cheese cracker sandwiches. For a moment Ginny looked insulted and then dug in.

"So you murdered some guy-" Tonks began.

"-Who raped me and would have done me in if I hadn't first-" Ginny interrupted.

"-So now you're here, on the run from the Ministry-" Harry supplied.

"-Who are probably sitting at their desks, having no idea that Corner had been killed-" Lupin continued.

"-Or who killed him." Tonks ended. "Which means you're safe for the time being. No one can say you murdered him, unless... You haven't told anyone, have you?"

"Just Ron and Hermione." Ginny replied. "No one else has to know."

Suddenly there was a loud crack and two figures materialized in the kitchen.

"Speak of the devil!" Lupin shouted, surprised.

"I told you she would come here, Hermione! You never had to tell Luna what happened! Or Percy!" Ron shouted, his face red, at a tearful Hermione.

Hermione was about to shout back when Ginny burst into tears. "You what?" she shouted, her face screwed up in hatred. "You told Percy?"

Hermione stepped backwards into the wall, gulping. Tears began to slide down her cheeks at an even faster rate. "No-well, yes, but-"

"What do you mean, Herm? You told the one Weasley who would turn me over to the Ministry whether or not I'm his sister as long as I committed a murder!" Ginny shouted.

"Petrificus Totalus!" Ron cried. Ginny was immobilized; she would have fallen face first onto the ground had Harry not been sitting right before where she'd been standing, therefore causing her to fall face-first onto his lap. Harry slowly lifted Ginny up off him and leaned her against the wall; both of their cheeks burning pink.

"Now, listen to me, Ginny!" Ron shouted.

"Um, like she doesn't have a choice," Tonks pointed out.

Ron ignored her. "We obliterated his memory! If you had taken the time to listen to my wife-"

"-Ron, it's okay. You'd be upset to," Hermione told him shakily before casting the counter jinx, causing Ginny to once again fall unceremoniously into Harry's lap.

"Oh, Harry, please, I'm sorry!" She cried as she wrapped her arms around him. "I'm so sorry for getting you into this mess!"

"It's fine, it's fine, Gin..." Harry said soothingly. "It's okay..."

"No it's not," Tonks pointed out, giving Harry an odd look. "You must be oblivious to everything. We have a huge dilemma on our hands."

Harry glared at her over Ginny's shaking shoulders. Tonks took that as a que to shut up.

"Tonks is right Harry... I have to go..." Ginny sobbed into his shoulder. Ron and Hermione felt out of place. Lupin and Tonks looked on sadly, knowing there was nothing they could do.

"But where, Gin, where?" Harry asked.

"I don't know," Ginny said, removing herself from him and wiping her mouth with her sleeve. "Somewhere they'll never find me."

"Good," Harry said a moment later. "Because I'm coming with you."

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