Author Notes: Eglwlf- Yeah, I was going to do this chapter in Ginny's point of view ever since I decided to do chapter 3 with Harry's. Rebecca Hennessey- Thank you soooooo much! I'm glad I helped you out (?)! Thank you for the rest who replied, and I hope you enjoy this chapter (because I know you've waited a while for it). By the way, this is Ginny's point of view.

Why did Harry scream at me like that? At first, I actually thought he was just mad at how people treat him and how he has to deal with something so dangerous, but maybe it was me. I must have done something to make him feel like that. I wasn't mad at him, though. I always loved him, no matter what. Yet, there was still a haunting thought eating away my mind from that night. 'Is everything my fault! I can't live anymore without someone trying to kill me, or someone just trying to get on my nerves! Just leave me alone!'

Just leave him alone. He needed a time alone, but from me? Some one who he knew could understand him, who could help him, who could support him and his decisions or actions. I felt so devastated about it. I wanted to be with him. My heart was broken, and I could feel it.

I was in the bathroom, naked on the floor, crying my eyes out. Harry. Oh, Harry, you can't. I don't want you to die. I want to see you come safe and sound to me after defeating Voldemort. I want everything to be alright again. But everything's a mess. Everything's a hopeless piece of crap that never goes away and claws onto your back to remind you that it'll always end up the wrong way round. It'll never be spick and span. He'll never come back.

I left to walk down the halls on our last day of school. We were all going to leave in just a few hours. Ron and Hermione were hugging and talking to a bunch of people, telling them that they were going to miss them, and that they were hoping Hogwarts would be open for at least one more year. Harry was right. All of them, even Ron and Hermione were just laughing and joking around, but they didn't know what was happening, did they? Harry was bound to be dead in just a few days' time, and they were just standing around like everything was birds and butterflies. I was looking out the window at them, crossing my arms. I was absolutely infuriated with them all.

Later on, all my things were packed and I was ready to go. I approached the gang of laughing Gryffindors and screamed,

"What's your problem! There's nothing to laugh about! There aren't any jokes, and there isn't anything happy to talk about, so just stop acting like nothing's going to happen!" I ran away. Before I knew it, I was next to a large tree near the lake. I climbed it and cried a bit, staring out into the lake. I saw the spot in which Harry and I were sitting that night he told me to leave him alone. I cried while a voice said to me from below,

"Ginny, are you alright? Is there a problem?" It was Hermione. I actually thought she knew everything, but I was starting to doubt her. She didn't understand the situation of her own best friend going on around her, and that made me furious.

"Go away." I said, knowing she's been my good friend for a very long time, but I still kept a serious tone with her. She sighed and climbed up the tree. She sat on a lower branch, but she was still only inches away from me.

"Ginny, I know you're upset for Harry. We all are. Everyone just wants to feel like nothing's happening for a little while. We want to feel safe again. Like back when we were only ten and eleven years old. Everyone wants their lives to be alright again. We want our lives back." said Hermione. She was right, once again. I cried silently, hugging my legs close to my chest.

"I want my life back too…But my whole world, my whole life revolves around Harry, and I will let go of my last breath for him if it means keeping him safe." Hermione sobbed as she climbed to my branch and hugged me tightly, and we cried there together so hard that I thought my eyes were about to fall off. We let go and climbed down the tree. Immediately, Ron ran towards us and asked,

"What's the matter? Why are you guys crying?" I never thought I would like to hug my brother tighter than at that moment. I tossed myself on him, and I didn't plan to let go. Hermione hugged him too. We were crying onto his chest, holding on tightly. He hugged us back and kissed Hermione's head.

Suddenly, I felt a soft kiss on my head and a hand on my back that wasn't Ron's or Hermione's. I looked up, rubbing my eyes to wipe the tears out. It was Harry. He was also crying, and he grabbed me and held onto me tightly as Ron held onto Hermione. Harry looked at me after letting me go of his tight hold.

"Ginny. I want you. I don't want to ever let you go. Please forgive me." He sobbed. I couldn't believe my eyes. The famous boy Potter was crying like a child over me. I wiped his tears running down his cheeks and kissed him. When I let go, I said,

"Of course I forgive you, Harry. I will always be by your side. Always! I'll never give up on you!" I was sobbing on his shoulder, and he held me as we all cried together. All our other friend were there too. Dean, Seamus, Parvati, Padma, Lavender, Luna, Neville, Cho, and all the others. We all joined in a group hug, telling each other that we were by each other's sides and we would always watch over each other. I was happy just by being in Harry's arms once again, smelling his warm robes against my face.