Disclaimer: None of the songs are mine. They are so far both belonging to Evanescence. The first chapter's song was 'listen to the rain'. This one is 'my immortal'. Thanks for understanding and not suing. The characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Tragedies of Love and War

Chapter Two

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone

Ginny's health and appearance had begun its rapid deterioration as days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months after Harry's death. She had returned to Grimmauld Place some time ago, and as she wandered the empty corridors and bedrooms, the oppressive atmosphere bore down on her. The dark cloud of tears and sadness loomed over Ginny and the house.

She still felt him there. Ginny didn't want him there. She'd be in his room, on his bed, breathing in his forgotten scent, screaming in guilty tears that he would just leave.

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time can not erase

Her pain refused to subside. Her body was numb to physical pain. Friends came to visit, but having them there felt like Harry would walk in, shaking the rain from his cloak, and be surprised at having guests.

Ginny went through morning sickness, not realizing what it was. She had completely neglected her health and as her belly increased slowly in size her body became more frail and weak.

The house smelled stale and was unclean. Dust perched atop the chair and furniture tormenting her brother Ron and his fiancé Hermione. Ginny had always been an avid cleaner.

"Part of her soul is dying, or already gone. She's mad, Hermione. She talks to him, but he isn't there." Ron spoke to Hermione in Ginny's kitchen.

Hermione gave a solemn nod in response, "She needs help." She continued.

"St. Mungo's?" he asked.

"Yes."

When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have all of me

Ginny was upstairs screaming and crying. Her skin was pasty white. She had not seen the light of day since Harry's funeral. She remembered the battles before the Great one. Harry would cry when he saw a friend slain. She'd rush to his side and hold him close. In the night he would awaken screaming from his nightmare's and burning scar. Ginny had promised to be there for him, and he's left her.

You used to captivate me by your resonating light

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind

Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams

Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

"How could you leave me? How could you do this? I don't understand! I wanted to be with you. I don't want to be here! You're still half-way here Harry! I loved you! I still do! I can't do this!" Ginny was shrieking wildly. "I had dreams of you. Of us. Getting married. Living together with our child! I can't have this child Harry! I don't want it! I'm stuck here with this, thing in me! How could you do this! I hear you in my sleep, so I don't. Harry! I'm going mad! I need you!"

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time can not erase

People say to remember the good things, that you'll always have the memories but, her memories were the very thing that caused her pain.

When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have all of me

Ginny began to think to herself, "I'm trapped. I'm being held here by him! I cannot handle this Harry! I can't! I'm breaking! I'd promised you my world, my…everything! You abandoned me!"

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

But though you're still with me

I've been alone all along

"You left, Harry. You are gone, but I still hear you, I still see you, I still…feel you."

When you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fears

I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have all of me

Ginny thought of everything they had ever done together. Their friendship, love, and life flashed before her eyes. She collapsed in a heap on the floor in Harry's room.

Ron heard the thump and ran upstairs, Hermione on his heels. They found her lying there, needing sleep and food.

Ron lifted her and brought her into her own room. She slept well and long. Ron and Hermione had to set up a date to bring her to St. Mungo's. It would be soon.