Chapter 2: Hearts are for the Heartless

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I turned around slowly, not believing what my ears were telling me, not wanting to believe it.

But, alas, my ears were wrong.

I saw Ginny Weasly standing there, frowning. I didn't know why. She looked so sad and so angry all at once. I had never seen her this way, not when her father had almost died, not when Harry and Hermione announced that they were getting married.

See, Ginny still loved Harry, and everyone other than the two concerned knew, or guessed that she still had feelings for him. He had left her to search for the Horcruxes, promising to return to her, and love her alone. But things had not gone according to plan. No, things had gone very wrong for the young Weasly.

Harry had finished Voldomort, and the world had been lifted of a heavy curse. She had gone to him, smiling, happy, and beautiful. He had left her sad, dark, and depressed. He had left her for a life of solitude.

He had left her for a life of nothing.

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I slumped in my chair. News that required me to drink more was not good news.

Especially when I already was drunk.

I motioned for the bartender to fill my glass instead of take it away, and pulled out a bar stool for the girl to sit down. She slipped into it and asked for a drink which she promptly got.

I raised my glass and clinked it with Ginny's, murmuring "cheers" softly.

Then I waited for her to continue telling me what it was.

"It's about Harry," she started, her voice quivering, and tears started to leak out of her eyes.

My back straightened and I turned my head sharply to face her, letting her know that she had my full attention, now that something was wrong.

Nothing was supposed to happen to Harry. No-thing. Nothing.

He was not supposed to be doing anything under the "Bad and Dangerous" category now that Voldomort was dead. He was supposed to be getting married to—

"Hermione!" I whispered urgently. "Is she alright? Is she hurt? Did Harry hurt her? Where—?" I was cut off by Ginny shaking her head.

"No, they're both going to be f-fine, I th-think, but," She stuttered, her whole body shuddering with silent sobs.

"What is it?" I asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

"They were using the motorcycle that you gave them. Something went wrong when they were riding it, we think that someone jinxed it." She took a deep breath and continued.

"It just disappeared from underneath them, no one knows why yet, and they fell. Hermione had minor injuries, but Harry, Harry… no one knows what's wrong with him, he won't talk to anyone , but I think that he knows who did it, but he won't tell. I'm so s-scared for him. I lo—" and then she stopped, and blushed a deep red. Some could say that she in denial, but I think that she didn't want to actually what she really felt for Harry.

I stood up and grabbed her shoulders while she was sitting down.

"Listen to me Ginny, listen to me." I ask urgently, my thoughts now focused on the one I loved, and not the one who I should be concerned about. "Where is she?"

"Grimmald Place," she choked out, tears now pouring down her face, the poster girl of distress. "She's alone right now, sleeping."

I let go of her and she stood up, and we started to walk toward the door together.

As we reached the place where we usually disapperated, I stopped her again.

"Now listen to me," I said quickly. "You go to Harry. Stay with him, and don't let the crazy medi-witches make him go to sleep. I'll go to Hermione, and stay with her until you two get home, or we decide to visit you. Understand me?" I asked, concern in my face, but my mind was thinking twice as fast.

When would she wake up? Was she already awake? Would she yell at me? The last time that I saw her, she was getting married, and I left in the middle of the party. Would she be mad at me?

I was jolted back to reality when Ginny patted me on the shoulder. "Good luck." She said softly, and disapperated.

I sighed, and then I too disappeared into the night. The only thing on my mind was how long it would take Harry to fall back in love with Ginny.

Because no love is as powerful as your first love.

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