Sick

Ginny woke up the next day and wasn't feeling very well. She felt like she was going to throw up. It took her a while to drag herself out of bed to make her way to the bathroom. She groaned when she realized someone was already there. Sitting down against the door, Ginny closed her eyes and tried to think of something else other than her churning stomach.

"Ginny?"

Ginny opened her eyes and looked up. Harry was standing over her. "Morning Harry."

"Ron's still in there?"

Ginny knocked on the door. "Just a minute," came Micah's voice.

"Nope," she answered Harry unnecessarily. Harry sat down next to Ginny and she tensed a little which didn't help her stomach at all. His body heat was warming her side, making the rest of her feel cold. She focused her eyes on a spider that was sitting on the wall. Ron would freak if he saw it. Ginny smiled a little at that.

"What?" Harry asked. Ginny turned to him to see that he was looked at her. She quickly looked back at the spider and pointed it out to Harry.

"Don't tell Ron," she said, "He'll refuse to come down this hallway if he knows there's a spider."

The door opened before Harry could say anything back. He caught himself before he fell back with the door but Ginny's reflexes weren't so great the morning. Her head banged against the tile floor.

"I'm so sorry," Micah said quickly, helping her to her feet. Ginny opened her mouth to tell him not to worry about it, but she felt bile rise up in her throat and ran over to the toilet. She lifted the toilet seat cover just in time to throw up into the toilet. She felt someone pull her hair back out of her face and felt tears sliding down her cheek.

After what seemed like forever but was probably only a minute or two, Ginny was finally finished throwing up. She flushed the toilet and leaned back against the wall, resting her head in her hands.

"Ginny?" Ginny looked up to see Hermione standing over her, holding a glass of water. Hermione knelt down and gave her the water. Ginny took a sip and closed her eyes at the feeling of cold water trickling down her raw throat. Micah was kneeling next to her and Harry wasn't there.

"Ginny, dear," mom said, walking in. "When did you get sick."

Ginny didn't want to talk so she just shrugged. Hermione said what Ginny was thinking though: "Do you know a spell that can make her better?"

Mom looked sympathetic. "I don't have a spell but I have a potion I can make. The only thing is that it will take up to six hours to make."

Ginny's eyes widened and she finally spoke. "Six hours?"

"I'm sorry dear."

Ginny sighed. "I'm gonna go lie down." Micah tried to help her to her room but Ginny insisted that she could do it herself. She crawled under her blankets and looked around, realizing that she and Micah were the only ones in the room.

"Ginny," Micah sounded guilty as he spoke, "I have to go to work. I start today and I can't call in sick on my first day."

Ginny felt a stab of disappointment but knew it wasn't his fault. "Alright," she said, trying to smile and hold back tears.

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Ginny woke up from a short nap with her stomach hurting again. She moaned.

"Are you okay?" someone asked from next to her bed. She turned to see Harry sitting in a chair next to her. Ginny opened her mouth but her mouth was so dry she wouldn't have been able to talk so she just shook her head. "Here's some water," he handed her a glass. She sat up a little to take a drink. Her throat felt a little better.

"Thanks," she said. She listened for any sign of someone being near her room, but couldn't hear anything. "Where is everybody?"

"Hermione and Ron went to see if they could find the potion that your mum is trying to make in Diagon Alley. Your mum is downstairs."

Ginny nodded and leaned back on her pillows. "I hate being sick."

"It's even worse with Dudley banging on your door every five minutes."

Ginny gave him a sympathetic smile. She always hated what was left of his family, even though she had never met them.

"Ginny," Ron yelled, running into her room. Ginny winced and jumped back.

"What?" she asked, staring at him like he was crazy.

"Hermione and I found the potion you need to get better."

Ginny took it from Ron's hand. "Thanks but you don't have to yell."

"Sorry," Ron apologized, "It's just that we had to look in about fifty different stores before we found it."

Ginny was shocked. They actually searched that hard? She didn't mention her surprise of course. Her stomach was hurting and she wasn't going to complain. Ginny pulled the cork off the top of the vial and dumped it into her mouth. Her eyes instantly widened. The potion tasted of old socks mixed with ten red peppers. She swallowed it and opened quickly started to breathe in deeply to try and sooth the spicy burning still in her mouth.

"Water," she choked out. Harry grabbed the glass of water on the side table that Ginny hadn't noticed. Ginny took it and swallowed half the glass in one gulp.

It didn't help.

"Ron," Ginny gasped out, "I'm going to kill you."

Then Hermione walked in. "I told you to wait to give it to her Ron," she scolded. She pointed her wand at Ginny and said a spell Ginny had never heard of before. Her mouth instantly stopped burning.

"Thank you," Ginny said. That's when she realized that she wasn't feeling terrible anymore.

"How do you feel?" Harry asked.

"Hungry," she answered.

Hermione laughed. "Lunch is waiting downstairs." With that, she and Ron left the room.

Ginny and Harry both stood up which put them at a close proximity once again. Ginny realized that her hair was a mess and suddenly felt very embarrassed. She tried to flatten her hair down but she just made it worse. Her face turned red when she noticed Harry staring at her and smirking.

"I have to change," she said, trying to kick him out without being rude.

He nodded but didn't move. He just kept staring at her. Ginny got an idea in her head and acted on it. She stood up on her tip-toes and kissed him. At first she kissed him hesitantly. Then he kissed her back and she deepened the kiss. One hand ran through his hair and the other hand was on his back.

Suddenly, reality came back to her and her eyes snapped open. She pushed him away and turned around.

"I'm sorry," she said, "I shouldn't have done that."

Pause, then, "Ginny…" she wasn't facing him but she felt him touch her arm. She flinched and pulled her arm away.

"I have to change," she said again, even though last time didn't help at all.

She didn't notice he was gone until the door snapped shut.

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Ginny sat on her bed. Micah would be getting back soon. Ginny had to tell him. She kept practicing the conversation in her head.

"Micah, I kissed Harry."

"What?"

"I'm sorry. It just kind of happened."

"I thought you loved me?"

"I do—"

"No you don't. You love Harry. Why are you with me Ginny?"

In her head, Micah would be yelling at her. Ginny knew he wouldn't though. He was too kind and gentle to yell. He would just look hurt and betrayed which is worse than yelling.

Ginny let a single tear fall from her eyes.

"Ginny?" came Micah's voice from the other side of her door. Ginny quickly wiped the tear from her cheek and put on a straight face. "Come in."

Micah opened the door and walked in with a large smile on his face.

"How was your first day?" Ginny asked, trying to sound cheery.

"It was great," he said as he leaned down to kiss her. He sat on her bed. "I impressed my boss today. There was a convicted murderer trying to sneak into the ministry. I accidentally tripped him and the spell he had been using to disguise himself broke as he hit the floor. Honestly, you'd think he'd be smart enough not to use the travestire spell. That never works. Everybody was congratulating me and everything. Of course, I didn't mention that it was an accident that I had caught him."

Ginny laughed.

"How was your day?" he asked.

Ginny smiled at him. He looked so happy. His job was going great and everything was going perfect with his life. Ginny couldn't crush him by telling him that she had kissed Harry.

"After I drank the potion to help my stomach, it was pretty good."

Micah smiled a little. "I'm sorry I had to go to work today."

"Don't be. If you had stayed here with me then there would still be a murderer on the loose."

Micah smiled and kissed her. Ginny hesitated before kissing him back. "I love you," he told her.

Ginny hugged him to hide the tears that threatened to fall. "I love you too."