AN: I realize that this chapter is shorter then others but that just means that ill take pity on you all in the next chapter and write an uber long or longer one, so no worries. Or maybe you like short chapters. They motivate you to read more- like me! you can say, ne ways i also think the next is going to be a lot less depressing, youll see why.

Chapter 4

"Well, we'releaving the name of the place we're staying here." Mrs. Weasley said waving her wand. A small piece of paper was there a second later with words scribbled on it. "Please, try to make it only for things that are really important." She said kissing George's forehead and then Ginny's. She turned to Hermione. "Thank you Hermione for doing this for us. We almost decided not to go when Ginny got sick but, she doesn't need us if she has you, and she wouldn't let us stay home.

Hermione had gone to stay with her parents one night, but she still wasn't planning on moving out of the Weasley's. She guessed that Mr and Mrs Weasley hadn't realized this, and decided that she would have to find a place before they got back next week.

Ginny had got a little cold the night before and was mostly just sleeping the day away before she came to see her parents off on their get away. Aurther and Molly had been given a much needed vacation, and no body in the house was about to ruin it for them.

"It's no problem Mrs. Weasley." Hermione said starring at the ground.

"Well we were debating on asking you, because we thought maybe George would be able to do it his self. But we remember the last time we left Ginny home sick with Charlie- and we decided he was the one that needed watching so- here you are." She said before kissing her good bye too."

"Oh thanks mom." George said. "Make me feel trusted." He put his hands over his eyes and pretended to cry.

"You know I don't mean anything by it sweets." She said pushing her bags into Aurther's hands before he disappeared without even a good bye.

Ginny and George grimaced before George said, "C ya mom, have fun in Italy." She smiled at them before she dissapeared. George sat down at the kitchen table

Ginny yawned, rubbing her head, and said, "I'm off to bed. This headache is killing me."

"That's why I'm here." Hermione said grabbing her purse of the door handle. She pulled out a small vile, "For a dreamless sleep of course." She said pouring her a glass of water to go with it. I haven't gotten downtown to pick up and deleters- for your headache, but if you ask nice enough I'm sure yer brother will pick some up for you when he's at work." She said smiling sideways as George.

George who was at the table falling asleep on some papers, heard his being mentioned and looked up eyes half closed, "Oh, yea, I could do that." He said looking back at the papers and rubbing his head as Ginny had done only seconds before.

"George? Are you feeling okay?" Hermione asked looking concerned and walking towards him.

"I think I'm getting whatever Gin has." I feel like my heads gonna e'splode." He said laying his head on his arm.

Hermione looked at him worridly, "Well I guess it's a good thing that you mom didn't leave you in charge then."

"Hey. It's not my fault she gave me her cooties." He said standing up slowly and walking towards the stairs as his sister and Hermione laughed.

Hermione hurried after him still laughing- with Ginny on her feet. "Why don't you head up bed too, and I'll come and check on you in a second."

" 'was my plan." He said closing his eyes and turning into his room. Hermione and Ginny walked another flight and Hermione almost gasped when she walked into Gins's room.

It was completely dark. The walls and floors were black and the window seemed to have some charm on it that although it was open and you could see outside- there was no light coming in. There was posters everywhere. People that Hermione had never heard of, but they looked like they might be some kind of hard care rock or metal bands. It struck her then that Ginny was obviously still mourning, and for the first time ever Hermione realized that Harry had been Ginny's boyfriend. Just as she had been Ron'. Why hadn't she realized that before? She suddenly felt like the most self obsorbed person in the world. Ginny must have noticed her sudden change in mood because she smiled and said, "Ya like?

No she didn't like, she didn't like that Ginny was so, so sad. She wondered if her family knew about this, if George did? Well they had to, they lived here- but then again- so had she. She had been here a very long time and she hadn't even noticed Ginny showing signs of Ginny being a little sad- much less this depressed. "Gin- are you? Why?"

"Oh to dark?" she said her head down. The room suddenly became pink- like the last time she had seen it. "I keep it like this when anyone comes in- but this is just… well depressing. I prefer the black." She lay down on her bad and got back under the messy covers, "Sorry about that- I thought you for sure- I thought you of all people would understand that."

Well sure her room at home wasn't much different, but it was just that- Ginny was so young. If she thought about it though, Gin was only a year younger then her. Why did she find this so surprising? "No, I understand." She said.

Ginny smiled and opened her eyes only to watch the room turn back to black, and then she was sleeping.

Hermione knocked softly on the door and when she didn't get an answer opened the door slightly. He hadn't even managed to get under the covers. He must have really not been feeling good. She suddenly got really worried. She dealt with sick people everyday, but for some reason seeing him lying there like that- like Ron. She thought it before she could stop it.

She sat down at the end of the bed and stared out the window for a while, it was rather nice out. It finally stopped raining- after three days and everything was trying to dry up. He weight on the bed woke George and he said sleepily, "Your gonna get sick."

"That's okay," she said quietly back. She knew it was selfish but she liked it when he worried about her.

"Well if you get sick when I'm sick then I can't take care of you."

"You don't have to take care of me, I can take care of myself." She said rubbing his socked foot softly.

"Everyone needs someone to take care of them." He said so slowly she knew he was falling asleep again.

She felt like she was gonna cry, but she was to happy. She stood up and walked to the side of the bed. She sat on it and laid down next to him, her back curling into his chest. She felt him wake the second she lay down. He put his arm around her and they both fell asleep.

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