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Stress

"I'm sorry about last night Harry," Ginny apologised while hugging him the next afternoon.

"I know, you told me," He replied, mounting a broom.

"Well, you just don't seem very forgiving," Ginny pouted.

"That's because I know what you're up to," Harry replied, "Trying to get me to talk about it again."

"I am not!"

"Ok," He shrugged, letting go of his snitch and zooming off after it. From the sky he could see his wife huffing and storming off into the house.

He was really getting annoyed with this now. For just over a week he and Ginny had gone to bed angry at each other, and the general routine every 'next morning' would be Ginny apologising and Harry accepting it. However, half an hour later every morning she would bring it all up again. Flying seemed to be his only release sometimes. He loved to be in the air soaring around like nobody's business. Their house was on the very outskirts of Hogsmeade, so he was free to fly as high as he liked and almost nobody would see him, which he was pleased about. Although it had been almost eight years since Harry defeated Voldemort, people would still run up to him in the street and shake his hand or ask for his autograph.

He just caught the snitch in his hand when he saw a tiny owl fluttering towards him, struggling to carry the letter tied around his leg. Harry chuckled to himself and flew to the ground. Pig followed him and Harry untied it. Before he got a chance to feed him Pig flew off in the opposite direction towards his home. Harry glanced at the writing on the front and saw Ron's handwriting. He guessed it must be some news about the ministry regarding the attacks, so he looked around, making sure Ginny wasn't close, and opened it.

Harry,

Hey mate, did you hear about the other attack last night? It was a terrible one… Neville is in St. Mungo's for treatment from the cruciatus curse. I swear, if he's not ok, Hermione might freak out more than she has already. (She won't let James out of her sight you know.) You know who did it don't you? It must have been Lestrange, she got Neville's parents and now him. I can't believe the ministry never caught her, where can she have been hiding all these years?

Anyway mate, I actually wrote to tell you about the ministry. They've started asking me about you. They want to know where to find you or they want me to get you to help because they know we're friends. What do you want me to do? I know you don't want to help physically, so shall I tell them that you're working on finding out who the dark wizard is? I'm sure it would put their minds at ease! You know what they're like; they'll keep pestering me until I say something about you.

So, as you might have guessed, the ministry have no new leads. They arrive at attack scenes too late to find any death eaters or anyone still there most times, and if they do get there in time, they usually apparate and the death eaters disapparate at the same time.

Anyway, I'd better go, Hermione's coming, talk soon mate,

Ron.

Harry let out a frustrated howl that echoed around the whole garden and sat on the grass. Ron was stupid sometimes, but then again he always had been, so that came of no surprise to Harry. How could he think that talking to the ministry about him would make them leave him alone? They never left him alone.

"Harry?" Ginny startled him as he tried to hide the letter, but then realised that now seemed a good time to tell her everything. "What's that?" She asked.

He sighed, "A letter from Ron. The ministry want me."

Ginny opened her mouth to speak and closed it again. Harry could tell she didn't want to get in another fight, but it was inevitable.

"I'm not going," He said after a few moments.

"Oh," Ginny replied, struggling to find words, "Ok."

"I think we should leave," Harry stated calmly.

"What?!" He jumped at the tone and strength of Ginny's voice.

"Well, to get away from the ministry…"

"You want to run away?" She asked angrily.

"No! Just keep us safe," Harry reasoned.

"By running away!"

"No Ginny, you don't understand!" He stood up and walked over to her, but for some reason she backed away, shaking her head.

"What wouldn't I understand? You're scared and you know it!" She yelled.

"Shut up!" He shouted, "Shut up thinking you know everything! You've got it all wrong!"

Ginny stayed silent so he continued. "You're right, I am scared but not because of the reason you think I am. It all goes back to… then, doesn't it? I can't leave you again and I know that one day in the ministry and I'll be gone for months, maybe years. I thought I was lost without Ron and Hermione when they got married but I still had you. I realised the only time I'm ever lost is without you."

Ginny's eyes were filled with tears as she looked sorrowfully at Harry. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you felt like that…" She said, walking up to him.

"I don't want to become that other man again… I'm afraid I will without you," He said, leaning against the wall of the house.

"You wouldn't, Harry," Ginny said, taking his hand, "These past six years I've seen Voldemort disappear out of you. And that's the only reason you did those things last time, he was still there, in your head, corrupting your mind. But he's gone, and no one can bring him back this time."

"But maybe he's only gone because I'm with you. What if I leave you and it all happens again. I wouldn't be able to hide it this time, I'd crack under pressure."

"You wouldn't, you're stronger than that," Ginny smiled.

"I love you," Harry smiled back, "I'm glad you understand."

"I do, so when we go to the ministry there will be no… What's wrong?" She stopped at Harry's expression.

"What do you mean?" He asked stonily.

"Well, when we go to see the Minister, to tell him you'll help…"

Harry felt his temper rising as it swam around him in great waves of pressure. "I'm not going to help… What did we just have a conversation about Ginny?"

"Well, I thought…" Ginny stammered, but then exploded, "You HAVE to help Harry! Everyone needs you!"

"No they don't! They need to understand that they have to survive without me one day! I'm just one person in this whole world! I'm an ordinary guy who only wants the best for his family! Why can't anyone see that?!" He shouted loudly, making Ginny back away from him again.

"Because you're not a normal person Harry! Whether you like it or not you'll always be the boy who lived! You're always going to be the one everybody turns to for help! And you need to give it!"

"Well I'm not going to! You're going to be safe, Liam is going to be safe! And I'll be with you!" He shouted, shoving past her into the house where he saw Liam standing with a worried look on his face.

He couldn't trust himself to say anything to him, so he kept walking, hearing Ginny shout behind him "You're so selfish! That's all you'll ever be! Selfish!"

Ron,

For the last time, don't tell the ministry anything about me, I'm not getting involved apart from through you. Listen, if anything big happens then I'll tell you but I don't think it will. My house is like Grimmauld Place isn't it, you know that, no one can find it unless I tell them where it is. Why do you think I did that? So the ministry couldn't find me! Get the picture!

I'm sorry about that, Ron. I wrote it earlier after having another argument with Ginny so I was really stressed. Should have put it in the bin really… But I guess it's a good thing I didn't because now you can see what stress I go under. I feel sorry for Ginny and Liam half the time, having to put up with that. But listen, like I said, please don't tell the ministry anything about me; I'm not getting involved unless it's anything big.

I'm sorry mate, take care,

Harry.

Harry finally gave Hedwig the letter the same evening he had the argument with Ginny. He had cooled down since then, but still not spoken to her at all. His mind was turning over and over with thoughts of this new dark wizard. He really had no idea who it might be. Of course, there were those certain Slytherins at Hogwarts but none of them, not even Malfoy, were capable of so many murders. Then again… people thought that of Harry himself.

"Liam's going to bed," Ginny's voice made him jump, as it always did, "He wants you to go and say goodnight."

She walked out of the room straight after she said it, and Harry sighed and slumped for a moment before following her but turning right to go to Liam's room.

"Hey mate," He said softly as he walked in.

Liam yawned sleepily and turned to his dad. "Hello," He said.

"I'm sorry about earlier, Liam, do you forgive me?" He asked, sitting on the floor next to his son's bed.

"Are you and mummy angry?" Liam asked sadly.

"No," Harry replied instantly, but then thought about it, "Well, a little bit, but it's only because I love you both a lot."

"Will you make up?" He asked.

"Of course we will, I couldn't stay angry at your mum forever."

Liam smiled and put his head on his pillow, "Night night dad."

Harry kissed his forehead and stood up, "Night Liam."

A/N Hmmm, still a relatively short chapter, but I'm hoping they will get longer, this was just a good place to stop I felt! Thanks for reading, please review!