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Scene: In Harry's room

'Dear dad, mum, Bill, Charlie (if you are there), Percy, Fred, George and of course, Ron,

It's been over a week since I arrived here. Sorry for the delay in writing a letter to you all, Harry and I have been quite busy.

The muggles have been treating us okay and are not giving us any trouble. (Don't worry mum, Harry and I can take care of ourselves, all right!)

Harry had been in a quite good mood everyday and he hasn't been shouting his head off at things. (Ron, he is fine, really, trust me!) I think he has not been brooding over that matter, I reckon he didn't have the time anyway, for I'm already a nightmare to him, tricking him and stuff like that (I've lived up to your name, Fred and George!)

We usually begin the day in the nearby café chatting over brunch (the muggle's cooking is really horrid, it's nothing like yours, mum) and sometimes, we'll drop by Mrs Figg's place to watch television, have a game of chess, exploding snap or Gobstones. (The television is fascinating, dad. You can see people moving in the box, you should see it but sometimes the girls in the box were in almost nothing, I thought you might be interested, Ron) Harry shows me around the neighbourhood and introduces muggle inventions to me, they are very interesting (I'll tell you more, don't worry dad!) We spend most of the time outdoors and out of the muggles' way; Harry reckons it's the best if we do so.

I've learnt about this popular muggle sport called football recently. There are two teams with eleven people in each team trying to kick a ball into opposing teams' net (Hey, Bill and Charlie, it's quite exciting a game, but Quidditch is better, of course!). Sometimes, Harry got to play it too, but he is really bad at it, Quidditch agrees with him better and that's why he was seldom invited in a game unless the team didn't have enough people. There was once when Harry kicked the ball into his own goal, I laughed myself silly at him and he threatened to hex me if I don't stop laughing (I shouldn't have taught him the bat-bogey hex).

I wanted to try football, but Harry simply refused to let me have a go at it saying that it's too violent a game for girls (Isn't Quidditch violent too? If not, it's ten times worst) Ron, could you tell that friend of yours to stop being a chauvinist? (Bet he learnt it from you, Percy, you great prat)

I'm enjoying myself here so don't worry about me (Don't be jealous, Ron, u can have your friend back when the school reopens). It's late and Harry isn't back in the room yet (Yes, we are sharing a room, mum, but Harry sleeps in the floor and I'm on bed, so don't worry about us). I've got to go and look for him so I'll send you another letter soon!! Bye!!

Love, Gin and Harry

PS: Ron, pls send Hermione an owl to tell her that we are well and wish her a speedy recovery from me. You take care too.

Ginny felt her conscious weighing on her mind; she had not been very truthful in the letter. There were a lot of things she conveniently chose to forget to mention, Harry was being weird today but she thought that he was probably just tired, so she did not mention his abnormal behaviour in the letter in case her family worried.

Harry had been acting weird today; he hadn't been talking much since breakfast. He had been spending time sitting around the park in a daze. No matter how Ginny tried to engage him in a conversation, he would only give a one-word reply. Harry hardly touched his dinner, Ginny knew that his aunt's cooking was terrible but he should have been used to it by now. After dinner, Harry was nowhere to found and he had simply disappeared. Ginny had been looking for him at all the possible places, in Mrs. Figg's house, in the park, in the muggles' porch and throughout the whole house.

An hour later, a dead beat Ginny returned to her room to see if Harry had been back, but there wasn't any sign of him in the house. Ginny had no idea where to look for him and decided to write a letter to her family while waiting for Harry to return. When Ginny finished writing the letter, Harry was not back yet, thus she decided to send the letter with Hedwig. (A/N: in case it's a bit confusing for you, the letter Ginny wrote is the one mentioned in the beginning)

Hedwig was sleeping with her head under her wings, she had hardly been awake these days and it was hard to tell whether she was still alive or dead. Ginny walked towards her and she could see Hedwig's chest rising and falling slowly confirming that she was still alive after all. Ginny called out Hedwig's name softly and she opened one of her eyes feebly to see who was disturbing her of her sleep. After seeing that it was Ginny, she opened both of her eyes unwillingly, shifted about in the cage and looked at Ginny reproachfully.

Ginny showed the rolled up parchment to her and she flew out of the cage. She perched on the top of the cage and held out her leg for Ginny to tie the letter onto it. Ginny stroked her and tied the letter onto her leg. She carried Hedwig to the window and released her. Hedwig plunged a foot down before stretching out her wings and flew up higher in the air. Ginny watched Hedwig disappear into the night while she stood by the open window, staring into the darkness. A while later, footsteps could be heard drawing near the bedroom door.

"It must be Harry", Ginny thought and turned her head to face a sullen faced Harry. He did not show any signs of acknowledgement in his face and walked across the room to his usual corner and slumped down staring out of the window.

His eyes were dull green, not like the usual brilliant bright green that Ginny always could not resist taking a second look at. Ginny wondered what had caused the sudden change in Harry but she did not want to confront him. She knew very well that he would share the problems only when he was prepared to and instead went to sit next to him shoulder to shoulder just wanting to show that she was there for him.

They sat there with their heads resting on each other's head for about half an hour until suddenly, Harry spoke,

"Today is Sirius's one month death anniversary" Harry croaked in a quivering voice.

"I miss him too. He was a great man, Sirius was", Ginny sniffed.

"Ginny, I miss him badly, especially today. I really wish I did not believe in that dream. I wish I did not fall for Voldermort's trick. I wish for a lot of things that had happened not to happen. I wish Sirius was still alive" Harry voice trailed away with the last words. Ginny turned to look at Harry exactly when a single tear escaped from his eyes that were now red and puffy.

Ginny had vitnessed that all, the Harry she was facing now was a very frail soul. Harry's heart was broken, he had lost his parents when he was very young and hardly knew them and now when he had discovered that he had a godfather after thirteen years of being alone in this world, he had lost him too. Ginny knew what he was going through, carrying the world's burden on his young shoulders, feeling all alone in the world, holding himself responsible for all those things that had happened these few years. But Ginny felt differently, she felt that Harry was a victim.

"Look Harry, it's not your fault all these things had happened. It's Tom's fault, no one's blaming you so stop blaming yourself. You didn't want all these things to happen but they were out of your control". Ginny was whispering but there was a tone of firmness in her voice.

"You don't understand, you never will. You never lost your parents and not remember them at all. You didn't see your friend and godfather killed right in front of your eyes, while being able to do nothing to save them but still managing to be alive. You can never understand the feeling of always wondering whether you are being possessed and attacking people. You never saw people who was close to you keeping themselves out of your sight all the times in case you turn nutters and do them all in. You never have these nightmares that were consuming you into nothing. You were never tricked into believing that your godfather was being held prisoner and tried to play hero by going to his rescue and because of your foolishness, you friends were all injured and your godfather was killed while trying to save your stinking worthless skin", Harry was rambling, his voice rising, his anger and frustration increasing with each word, all directed at Ginny, his fists were held tight, his fingernails digging deep into the palm of his hand. Ginny was shocked, she hadn't expected Harry to accuse her and turn hostile towards her. She was stunned and at a loss for words. Ginny wanted to very much to snap back at Harry but before she could open her mouth, Harry cut her off.

"You thought you could understand because of that little incident in the Chamber of Secrets. So what if you had been possessed by Voldermort. So what if you set a great dirty snake around the school petrifying people. You think you've been through the worst but I've been through much worse and don't give me that rubbish of you understanding how I feel now because....", before Harry could finish his sentence, a hot and itchy slap and landed on his face. He was stunned and looked up to see Ginny Weasley standing on her feet, towering over him in rage,

"HARRY POTTER, YOU GREAT GIT. YOU ARE THE GREATEST PRAT IN THE WHOLE WORLD. YOU HAVE INTERPRETED MY CONCERN FOR YOU INTO SOME DISGUSTING INTENTIONS. I WONDER WHAT HAD I SEEN IN YOU BEFORE TO FALL HEAD OVER HEELS FOR YOU. I'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR INSULTING MY PERSONALITY", Ginny shouted herself hoarse and stormed out of the room leaving a pathetic looking Harry in his own thoughts.

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This chapter was a revised version. The Backliner had kindly help me spot out some mistakes and I've altered them. The plot is the same as the 1st version only that this version is more perfect. Thanks Backliner!!