A/N: Hey everyone. I am glad you are all enjoying the story. Anyway onto the chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters mentioned in the Harry Potter books or movies. In this fan fiction I only own the plot.
Chapter Three: Help Me
"Thankyou Mr Samuels," said Ginny nodding as one of the Slytherin's from her fifth year class handed her an essay, "That is only one out of 25 of you. Did I not clearly state last Monday that I wanted a new essay from each of you?"
The students grumbled under their breath, shooting dirty looks of the Samuels boy, as if he were to blame for Ginny remembering.
"Oh Mr Samuels didn't remind me about the essay. I knew all along. It was written in my diary and on my notice board. If I do not receive an essay from you by the end of the lesson you will be in this room tonight completing it. Remember 2,000 words. Get to work. Mr Samuels revise chapter thirteen. I will be back in ten minutes and I will know if none of you have done any work or not… or even talked."
Ginny pointed too the black board on the wall. Chalk was floating in mid air, prepared to take down notes of what happened in the room when Ginny left.
"No spells will make it stop and do not even attempt to rub the words of the board."
Ginny left the classroom and headed towards the owlery. She didn't have any spare time that day to even have lunch. She had finally found enough information to send to George but had said she would still search for more or begin to work out a cure on her own. As for her and Harry, neither had spoken to each other but Hermione and Harry were slowly beginning to talk. It was only small talk that meant nothing really, but as Hermione said to Ginny – it was a start. Ron hadn't replied to Hermione's letter, so said Hermione and Ginny was even wondering whether Hermione had even sent the letter at all.
"Ginny, haven't you got a class now?" asked Hermione walking through a corridor and spotting Ginny about to make her way up to the owlery.
"Oh yeah but I have to send this letter or I'll never get too it. Beside's my class is on a deadline with an essay," replied Ginny, "I'll see you at dinner."
"What about lunch?"
"No time. I spent first lesson organizing this letter and lunch will be spent marking work."
Hermione nodded, "Do you think if I asked Harry what happened to him, he'll tell me?"
Ginny shrugged her shoulder's, "Who knows."
"I guess… but he told you, can't you give a hint as too what happened?"
Ginny shook her head no, "It isn't my place Hermione. He has to want to open up too you… and at the moment him and I aren't even talking."
Hermione sighed, "I suppose I should go find him. See you at dinner."
Ginny waved and ran up the stairs too the owlery, taking two at a time. Once at the top she came to a halt. Harry was standing at the window ledge starring at the mountains. Slowly Ginny summoned her owl, Lita and tied the letter too her leg.
"Take this too George Weasley… be quick," she whispered, trying too not let Harry know she was there.
But luck was not on Ginny's side that day. Harry jumped and turned around too see Ginny heading towards the staircase.
"Still not talking too me?" asked Harry in his bored tone.
Ginny stopped, but didn't face him, "Hermione is looking for you."
Harry walked over too Ginny and stood beside her, making her face him, "When you are ready too talk, so am I."
Ginny watched Harry in shock as he ran down the steps. She shook her head and remembered her class, and quickly began to make her way back.
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The hectic day passed, lunch was spent going over papers with two lessons after that. Ginny handed out marks, gave more assignments and taught them new things. By dinnertime however she was famished. Instead of heading to the staff room for half an hour, Ginny walked straight to the Great Hall. Along the way and read an article she had with her about new findings on Arithmancy. Nothing too fancy or interesting. As she was turning towards up the corridor towards the Entrance Staircase yelling was coming from a classroom.
Ginny paused and walked over too the closed classroom door and listened.
"… I WILL TALK ABOUT IT WHEN I WANT TOO! CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT?"
"Harry I am your friend, you can tell me!" pleaded the female voice – Hermione.
"IF YOU WERE A FRIEND YOU WOULD DROP IT!"
"You told Ginny-"
"Because I can trust Ginny. At least she isn't hounding me about it unlike you!"
The door swung open startling Ginny. Harry stormed out, not even looking at Ginny. A few seconds later a sobbing Hermione walked out. Ginny looked from Hermione too Harry – who too look after?
"Go talk to him Ginny. I'll be fine," muttered Hermione walking past her.
Ginny groaned – selfish as if was, she really wanted to go and eat. With a deep breath she took off after Harry at a jog. She made her way to the familiar staircase and ran up them, the chilly wind making her bones shiver.
But there he was, standing at the window looking out at the few stars shining through the fog.
"Harry?" said Ginny walking over slowly, "I didn't tell Hermione anything. She figured out you told me something, you know how smart she is."
Harry didn't reply but didn't flinch either when Ginny placed a soft hand on his shoulder. She moved beside him and looked at him with worried brown eyes. As much as he tried to resist Harry looked at her, showing some, only some, of the pain he was feeling.
"I would've told her," admitted Harry, "But she wouldn't wait."
"I understand," smiled Ginny, "But you did upset her."
"I couldn't help it… I was just so angry with her… ever since… it doesn't matter."
"It does… tell me Harry."
Harry shook his head and turned his body towards Ginny, "I can't burden you with more."
"Harry, don't close up on me now. You do this all the time and it is frustrating. You told me earlier today you were ready to talk. So am I."
Harry sighed and sat down on the ground, his back against the cold stonewall, matching his stone heart. But as Ginny sat beside him, she believed she was making the stone crack.
"Ever since the Final Battle… like you I have nightmares nearly every night. I still see and feel everything and every time I have the dream, I still wake up feeling numb and heartbroken. It's horrible really. But not only that I loose my temper easy and I know I can control it but I'm…"
"Angry with yourself so you take it out on those around you," finished Ginny understanding him.
Harry nodded, "I need help… but I have no one to go too. I pushed everyone away."
"No you didn't Harry. I'm still here. I'm still waiting," replied Ginny softly.
Harry slowly reached out and entwined his fingers with Ginny's. Ginny smiled a little and looked up at Harry, who was starring at her with lust filled eyes. Ginny was the first to lean forward and kiss him tenderly on the lips. Harry dropped her hand and raised it to rest on her cold cheek as he kissed back with the same level of passion. Slowly Ginny leaned up onto her knees, her body leant closer to Harry's as his arms wrapped around her waist pulling her in front of him as his kisses trailed down her neck to her collar bone.
"Oh sorry!"
Ginny jumped back, landing onto her backside. Harry looked up; along with Ginny too see a first year standing in the doorway blushing.
"I just came to send a letter to my sister," explained the girl in Gryffindor colours.
"Ahh… we are sorry," replied Ginny standing up, "Fifty points to Gryffindor for… writing too your sister."
The girl beamed and whispered, "I won't tell a soul Professor Weasley and Professor Potter."
Harry stood up and adjusted his robes to hide what was happening downstairs, "Shall we go have dinner Professor Weasley?"
Ginny nodded and left the owlery; her cheeks flushed red from embarrassment. She reached the bottom and turned around too see a chuckling Harry.
"That was… what if she goes against her word?" cried Ginny.
Harry laughed, "She is a Gryffindor. Her older sister is Lavender Brown. She knows who we are."
Ginny nodded and started walking towards the Great Hall.
"Where are you going?" asked Harry grabbing her hand and pulling her towards him.
"Too have dinner."
"I wasn't referring to that as dinner," whispered Harry in a husky voice.
Ginny's eyes widened, but she grinned evilly, "Well… if you want some, you have too let me eat first."
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In the Great Hall, Hermione was a lot calmer and could tell from Ginny's expression something good had happened, even Harry was a lot more talkative, surprising all of his colleges.
"What happened?" asked Hermione softly too Ginny.
"Something wonderful," chuckled Ginny, "Think about it Hermione."
Frowning Hermione took a bite of her chicken, before her eyes widened, she leant over to Ginny and hissed, "You did…. THAT with him?"
Ginny laughed loudly, earning a few stares, "Not yet…"
"You mean you are?"
Ginny shrugged her shoulders, but jumped when Harry's hand rested on her thigh, she looked at him shocked and discreetly pushed his hand away, "Harry, stop it."
"Oh come on," whispered Harry, "You have eaten… I ate with you."
"Harry, please. Just stop now. All it was, was a moment."
"It would have led to more-"
"Which would have been a mistake. I… I don't love you anymore," said Ginny surprising not only Harry but also her self. For the first time in three years Ginny has admitted the truth she always knew was deep inside of her. She didn't love Harry because she didn't know who he really was anymore and he didn't know her at all. She wasn't the feisty red head from school. She had matured into a young lady who only spoke up when needed.
Harry looked back at Ginny with a surprised look before smiling, "I don't love you but that shouldn't change things."
Anger swept through Ginny as she stood up, excusing herself before she left the Great Hall through the teachers' side door entrance. Hermione ran out after her catching up with Ginny as she neared the staircase.
"Ginny – what happened?" cried Hermione, slightly breathless.
Ginny spun around to face Hermione, her face red from anger, "Well we got caught up in a moment in the owlery… and it stopped and he was ready to go and… go the whole way, but I wanted to eat so to lure him away I made him come eat if he wanted some… at first I thought you know, maybe it would be okay… but when he touched me… I just knew it was wrong. I don't love him anymore. And giving him my virginity goes against everything my parents taught me – don't go for it unless you are in love. But when I told him, he laughed and said he didn't love me but what did it matter."
"That's not like Harry," said Hermione surprised, "I can't believe he would do that."
"And here I was believing he was changing back to the Harry we know… what a fool I was!"
"Ginny you aren't a fool. Harry is being completely stupid."
Ginny sighed and ran a hand through her hair, tears in her eyes, "I want too help him, but if he stays the way he is, I can't do it."
"That is completely understandable," smiled Hermione, "Come on. Let's go pig out on chocolate. I have a huge stash of it in my bedroom."
Ginny smiled and linked arms with Hermione before walking down the corridor. Little did they know the one they spoke about was listening.
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Ginny left Hermione's room later that night full of chocolate. Hermione had managed to make Ginny forget all about her dilemma with Harry, something she thought would be completely impossible. With content sigh Ginny walked back towards her room. Just as she was walking down the stairs to the floor her room and office was on McGonagall came running up them.
"Ginny! There you are!" she cried her eyes wide.
"Minerva, what is it?" asked Ginny looking at her once Professor worriedly.
"It is Harry! He won't come down!"
"What do you mean?"
"Oh, follow me! Quick!"
Ginny ran behind McGonagall down the stairs, along the corridor, turning up another one before heading up the spiral staircase. Ginny searched through her mind to remember where they were heading before it hit her- they were heading for the Astronomy tower.
McGonagall ran into the open door where many of the Professors were.
"What is going on?" cried Ginny pushing through the crowd too see what everyone was panicking about.
There was Harry, standing on the thick ledge railing of the towers' balcony, preparing too jump.
"Harry!" screamed Ginny stepping forward, "What on earth are you thinking?"
"Just go Ginny. No one can help me. Why live a pointless life?" said Harry in a depressed tone.
"You life isn't pointless Harry. You have so much to achieve yet. Like get married and have children."
"But no one will get me through all of this!"
"I will Harry! I will help you!"
"But you don't love me! How can you help me if you don't love me?"
"I don't need to love you too help you!" snapped Ginny walking forward and grabbing Harry by the robe and pulling him from the ledge. Harry stumbled backwards and fell on the ground with a thump, "See? All that took was you pissing me off!"
"Why don't you love me?" demanded Harry standing up.
"Because I haven't seen you in three years and you aren't the Harry I fell in love with. The Harry I loved would never dream of throwing himself off a bloody building!"
"But I love you! You are still the same… only more mature and not as spontaneous."
"Look Harry. I want to help you but you and your stupid attitude isn't making it easy. Talk too Hermione and Ron! They stuck by you for seven years! Seven years Harry! Don't you think they deserve too know what happened too you? What you felt and saw?"
"They deserted me!"
"NO THEY HAVEN'T!" screamed Ginny in anger, "YOU DESERTED THEM! FOR THREE YEARS THEY WORRIED ABOUT YOU, I WORRIED ABOUT YOU! MAYBE YOU NEED TO SEE WHAT HAPPENED TO OTHER PEOPLE INSTEAD OF THINKING ONLY YOU SUFFERED!"
With one final glare at Harry, a crying Ginny ran from the tower, ignoring Hagrid's calls as she went.
Harry stood glued too the ground his heart pounding. He looked up at everyone and met Hagrid's sad eyes. All the other Professor's left, except Hagrid who stepped forward to stand beside Harry.
"I am a dickhead, aren't I?" mumbled Harry looking at the lake shimmering in the moon light, "Here I have been, moping all about my issues when people around me have been in constant worry about me."
"'Arry… Stop focusin' on yer self for one moment. Not everything is abou' you. Wha 'bout poor Ginny, Ron and 'Ermione? Maybe for you ter get better yer need to talk to them. Yer friends need someone to talk ter. Ginny certainly does," said Hagrid before leaving Harry standing in the tower alone.
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The weekend arrived again with third year and up students going to Hogsmeade. McGonagall had arranged a special treat for the first and second years – a visit from the Chudley Cannons. They would spend the day teaching the children things about Quidditch and teamwork. Ginny woke feeling as miserable as she was when she went to sleep. She walked too the bathroom and showered, brushed her hair and teeth. After dressing in lavender coloured robes with jeans and a white shirt underneath. She spent the morning marking work and organising her lessons for the week. Once that was done Ginny sat at her desk looking around her room. There was nothing else too do but go find Hermione. She needed to know about last night's events from her point of view – Ginny knew Hermione would already know. The Professor's in the school gossiped just as bad as the students.
Ginny entered the empty corridor and headed for the Great Hall. Perhaps Hermione was there keeping an eye on the students listening too the Chudley Cannon's talk about their lives and other things. She walked in and instantly was met with Harry's eyes. He started walking towards her at a quick pace. Ginny turned and left the Hall before running out the castle doors. She climbed into the nearest carriage and shut the door, hoping it would leave instantly.
But that wasn't to be the case. The door was yanked open with Harry climbing inside. Ginny let out a frustrated groan and pushed the door open and jumped out, marching off towards Hagrid's Hut.
"Ginny wait, please!" yelled Harry running after her yet again.
"I was hoping you would get the hint of leaving me alone. But obviously you are as dense as what Ron was when we were once students here!" snapped Ginny, folding her arms across her chest as she walked along.
"Oh Merlin Ginny, just scream and yell at me. That is what you want to do isn't it?" snapped Harry grabbing Ginny by the shoulder and spinning her around to face him.
"Scream and yell? You think that is the ONLY thing I want too do to you? I want too do so much more to you, say so much but I can't!"
"Why?"
"BECAUSE YOU ARE ONLY SAYING THIS BECAUSE HAGRID TOLD YOU TOO!" yelled Ginny, "I HEARD HIM!"
Harry looked at Ginny stunned.
"You are pathetic. You can't even do something without being told. You don't feel anything for me because your heart is nothing but a lump of cold stone," she hissed coldly before turning and running off towards the lake.
Harry couldn't give up. With a deep breath he started running again, knowing he had to talk to her. She was his only hope. If only she could see that.
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Hermione stepped away from Hagrid's curtains and sat down on the large chair. Hagrid handed her a cup of tea and both sat in silence for a while, hearing Harry yell out too Ginny once again. Hermione sighed and took a sip of her very strong tea.
"She won't forgive him, Hagrid," said Hermione, "She is too angry with him."
"Let them work it out on their own," replied Hagrid, "Yer can't get involved."
Hermione sighed and peered out the window. Ginny was standing by the lake looking as though she were ignoring Harry, who seemed to be pleading to her.
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"… just listen too me. Yes, Hagrid told me I should. But I am here because I want too be, not because I was told too," said Harry with a sigh at the end.
Ginny shivered a little at his sigh before she finally looked at him with a glare in her eyes, "How can I know you are telling the truth? Merlin Harry! I don't get you anymore. Everyday you are someone different. But this isn't just about me. You have a lot of crawling to do too a lot of people: Ron, Hermione… Hagrid… heaps of people Harry. We didn't abandon you, you abandoned US!"
"I know and I am sorry!"
"Sorry doesn't make everything better. Sorry isn't going to make Fred be able to walk again!"
"What do you mean?" asked Harry frowning.
Tears trickled down Ginny's cheeks as she looked at Harry, heartbroken, "Fred is paralysed Harry. He can't walk… do anything on his own."
Ginny turned away letting her tears of pain, anger and frustration fall down her cheeks. She felt a warm arm slip over her shoulders and turned, to be welcomed into a warm hug.
"I'm sorry Gin," whispered Harry as he held her, "But I need to ask out something?"
"What?" murmured Ginny, hugging him back.
"Help me. Help me heal so I can help you."
Ginny nodded and allowed Harry too continue hugging her as they watched the gentle winter snowfall around them.
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