AN - Uh, well, i'm a bit of a night owl, and I get ALL of my ideas at night, so my all my fanfic upload patterns will be erratic and irregular. Oh, by the way, If you're intrested, i'm from Scotland, so look up the timezone or something.
Enjoy the next chapter - Amie.
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HARRY POV
I ran as fast as I could down the corridor, and now i'm nearly at the Hospital Wing. This gives me time to think about what Ginny blurted out in the Astronomy Classroom.
Well. I'm 99 per cent sure that it's about our relationship. I havn't talked to her since my 17th. Well - not exactly talked, if - uh - ah.
Nevermind, I need to mentally prepare myself for what Ginny has to say. She won't reject me? Oh NO. I still love her! I do, I do, I do! Oh my God, oh my God.
I clear my head as I walk into the Hospital Wing. I open the doors, and, once again, is greeted with clapping.
I dismiss them quickly. I don't deserve this. I killed all of these people.
"Harry." A cracked voice beckons me too the owner. Molly Weasley.
No. No. I can't talk to her now. No. No. No.
Ignoring her, I walk briskly up to Madam Pomfrey, utter a few discernable words about injured owls, and run out with my eyes smarting with tears.
I killed those people.
I caused this grief.
I did this.
I - I -
"...Harry?"
I look up slowly, not caring who it is. I don't really care anymore. I already know who it is anyway. Ginny. I would recognise her sweet, gentle voice anywhere. Innocence I can never have.
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GINNY POV
I stare at him. I knew it was a bad idea to let him go to where most of the suffering is. I followed him.
I see his face now. And I see suffering in his eyes, a battle of his own. And I ask him.
"I need to ask you something Harry. I need to ask you something, and it's up to you to answer it truthfully."
I take a breath and continue.
"Tell me what you're feeling."
Harry looks at me like i've just reincarnated Voldemort.
And then opens his mouth, and says...
AN - God knows how long you'll have to wait for a new chapter. A week to a day or two. Did that ryhme?
