Ginny's POV

The pain started while on a run with Harry. We took a daily run every day, and today was no different. Hermione and Ron would look after James, Lily and Albus every morning. Harry and I would leave at six o'clock, while the kids were still asleep. They had gotten used to the routine now. Harry and I would run for an hour, and then come back and I would make breakfast for everyone.

I got up today, thinking that today would be no different from any other day. I woke up Harry, and we set out. It was darker than usual, but we didn't think anything of it. About halfway throughout our run, I was just running and breathing in the fresh air. I wasn't looking at where I was going, and the next thing I knew, I had tripped on a large tree root, and on the ground. Right when I tripped, I felt my left ankle twist about 270 degrees.

"Ginny! What happened? Are you OK?"

"Tripped on a tree root, I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Let's keep going," I knew I had hurt my ankle, but I wasn't about to let this stop our run. I tripped all the time, this was nothing, "Ginny, you know I don't like to see you hurt, I think we should stop here and head back to the house," Harry apparently wasn't going to let this go. I sighed, "Fine. We can head back. I'm not hurt, though," We ran back, and I think Harry noticed me limping slightly. He gave me a worried look all the way back but decided not to mention it.

I knocked on the door of our house, and Hermione opened it, "Hey! Back so soon?"

"Yeah, I tripped, and Harry demanded we head back. Although I'm not hurt," I replied, giving him a dirty look. He only shrugged, "Can't help my instincts," Ron then came to the door, "Hey, what's taking so long?" He then noticed us, "Oh! Hey, Gin, Harry!" I chuckled, sometimes, Ron really was slow. We all headed inside the house, and I started to make breakfast. I was just about to announce it, when Hermione came up to me, looking concerned, "Ginny, you've been limping. What exactly happened on the run?"

"Just a slightly twisted ankle. I'll be fine, don't worry. I've gone through worse than a twisted ankle, all of us have,"

"Ginny, you don't need to be a superhero, this could be something serious,"

"Hermione, I'm FINE. F-I-N-E FINE," She sighed and walked away. The rest of the day went by too fast with a bit of pain here and there, and the next thing I knew, I was sound asleep with Harry beside me.