Harry looked up at the moon solemnly. The way it shone so brightly even through all the darkness that had enveloped the world. It was never day; sunlight was a luxury no one enjoyed anymore, all because of Voldemort. He had only allowed the sunlight to shine onto the moon. Harry could only take solace in the fact that he was looking up at reflected sunlight.
Harry thought of Ginny. Her beautiful, vivid, red hair had always comforted him, always made him smile, and always brightened his day. Her laugh echoed is his ears. That full, lively laugh that was infectious to all who heard it. He longed to hear it now, when he most needed comfort.
He turned back to the cave, where Ron and Hermione cuddled, fast asleep. He recalled cuddling with Ginny like that, so close they could feel each other's every movement.
Ginny had been forced to stay in the Order of the Phoenix headquarters by her parents. Harry, Ron, and Hermione had left there, not letting Ginny onto their plans. She wanted to follow, planning her escape to catch up with them. When Ginny wants something, you'd better hope you're not in her way. With the combined efforts of all the members of the Order, though, she was finally subdued.
This had been told to Harry in a letter from Mrs. Weasley. They had been communicating through Hedwig, who was the only owl aware of Harry's location. Letters were rare, for being discovered was the ultimate defeat at this point.
Dear Ginny,
I know you're angry that we left without you. I'm sorry I hurt you, but I cannot be sorry for doing it. Knowing your safe with the Order is the only thing keeping me sane out here.
We're somewhere very cold and dismal, hardly your environment. You don't know what luxury a mattress is until you're sleeping on stone.
I love you so much, Ginny. Even though you're angry with me I still imagine your gorgeous face looking at me with a smile. I have to do this Ginny, please understand.
All my love,
Harry
A tear escaped the corner of Harry's eye. He swept it away quickly, glanced one more time at the shining moon, then laid down and feel into the rarity of sleep.