They ran through the paddock, not a care in the world. It usually was just the two of them since the twins had gone to school. It was nice but something felt weird.


"When will he wake up?" a voice asked.
"I don't know, he was subjected to a lot of trauma."


Harry didn't understand what was happening, he just knew she was there and then she was older, but not quite the same. Like she has a different face. It was confusing but the not Ginny took his hand and sat him down, to watch the real Ginny run through her house.


"I miss him. It's eerily quiet without him"
"Was that a joke brother mine?"


Harry turned to the older person in his midst
"Who are you?" he asked shyly. The older woman brushed some hair from his forehead and smiled.
"You know dear boy, you know"


"Have we heard anything from the Aurors?"
"No, the place was cleared, they found a body though."
"Whose?"
"Ron's"


Harry looked down at Ginny as she ran, her ginger locks flowing in the wind and felt his heart skip a beat. She truly was beautiful, like a goddess. He turned to the other woman.
"I miss you" he said wistfully. The woman smiled sadly
"We are never far away darling" Harry smiled sadly
"But you are never within reach"
"Not yet my dear, not yet" and with that Harry returned to Ginny running through the paddock.


"Do the kids know?"
"Yeah... turns out he was imperious to though. It explains a lot"
"How did they take it?"
"The twins handled it okay... Ginny's devastated. She thinks that because she lost Ron, she's going to lose Harry too"
"Like he would ever leave her"
"That's what I said."


Harry watched Ginny contently before something strange happed, the woman hugged him.
"You must go back Harry"
"But I'm so tired" he whispered. The woman laughed softly
"You would really leave her behind" she said pointing to Ginny. Harry felt his heart twist, he knew he didn't want to be Ginny's friend, he felt much stronger feelings for her. What, he didn't know nut he knew she was no ordinary friend. The woman kissed Harry's forehead
"You cannot lave yet dead... there is still too much to be done. Too much to feel" then as the woman clicked her fingers Ginny was eloped into darkness as her screams filled the air. Harry felt his heart rise to his throat as he lunged forward, screaming her name.


The room that he occupied which had been silent for five days was suddenly shaken with noise. A noise they never expected to hear, Harry Potters voice. Only it wasn't pleasant, for he screamed the name of his friend. He screamed the name of Ginevra Weasley.