Breathe, Ginny, just breathe. She thought to her self as she stepped into the kitchen, where Ron, Hermione and Harry were sitting playing a game of cards. "Harry can I talk to you for a sec?" Ginny whispered afraid that if she spoke any louder her voice would squeak.
"Sure…" Harry stood. "I'll be right back guys." He followed Ginny out of the kitchen and into the hallway. He took her hand and led her further down the hallway into Ron's bedroom, and sat down on the bed. "There's something I want to talk to you about too."
"Ok." She sat down beside Harry, close enough to make it seem like nothing was wrong but far enough away to not touch him. "Let me go first though." When he just looked at her she continued. "Harry…I don't think…I mean…" She just couldn't seem to find the right words.
"Gin-gin what's wrong?"
Oh man. It always made things different when he started calling her that. Relax, just tell him you can't see him anymore. Tell him you just don't feel the same way you used to. Breathe. "Harry… We've been going out for a while now…and the truth is I can't keep doing this…I can't keep trying to reassure myself that things between us will get better…I don't think that we can…" Why was it so hard for her to say it? Just say it Ginny! Say it!
Harry looked at her confused. "Ginny? What are you saying?"
"I don't think we should be together anymore Harry…" She could see the color in his face drain and the fire begin to burn in his eyes. She saw his fists clench and his jaw tighten.
"And why is that Ginevra? Am I just not good enough for you?" He shouted standing up.
Ginny flinched back; afraid that he was going to hit her.
"How can you possibly… Haven't I given you everything you wanted! Haven't I tried as much as possible to give you everything without asking for something in return!" He was shouting so loud that it brought Ron and Hermione into the room.
Given me? What have you ever, EVER given me? If anything I have given everything possible to you! I'm not even myself any more… I'm not Ginny anymore, I'm just Harry Potter's girlfriend! She wanted to shout at him with the same anger he was showing her, but only kept those thoughts to herself as he went storming out of the room causing Ron to chase after him after he had given Ginny the worst glare he could give.
Ginny buried her face in her hands, relived that it was over.
Hermione came over and sat by Ginny and began to rub small circles on her back. An unspoken kindness.
"I just couldn't do it anymore, Hermione… I couldn't stand being just 'Harry Potter's girlfriend', and I couldn't stand giving everything and not receiving anything in return, anything would have been better than nothing. Most of all I couldn't stand being ignored by the one who was supposed to care about me the most…" Ginny's eyes began to water. Not because she and Harry were over but because she knew how much everyone would hate and be disappointed in her because of the breakup. She would lose respect.
"Come on, follow me." Hermione stood and took Ginny's hand and led her back to the kitchen where she walked over to a cupboard and pulled out a potion. "Here drink this and then try to get some sleep."
Ginny looked at it confused.
"Don't worry its just a calming draught." She handed the bottle to Ginny. "Drink."
Ginny swallowed the whole bottle then turned and headed off to her room setting the empty bottle on the table as she passed. "Thanks Hermione." When Ginny entered her room instead of changing into her nightclothes and snuggling into bed, she grabbed her cloak and pulled it on, pulling the hood over her fiery red hair.
As Ginny snuck out the back she thought. Just a quick walk to clear my head…Besides no one will miss me anyway.
After a while Ginny noticed that someone was following her, her steps quickened, and so did the followers. Soon she was running fully aware that the follower had every intention on killing her.
