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Chapter 2: All Good Things (Come To An End)

It wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair. She was bloody well old enough to decide whether or not she cared about how dangerous his life was. He didn't have to be all stupid and noble just for her! It wasn't like she was going to go get herself killed!

Ginny screamed in frustration and threw herself down on her bed. Why couldn't he see? Why was it so hard for him to understand that this was not going to help one bit? That staying away from each other would cause them more harm than good? Well, it would cause her more harm than good…

Ginny let out a sniffle and rolled over to stare out of her bedroom window. It was the night after Dumbledore's funeral, and she was back at the Burrow with her parents. But that was the problem; she was back at home with only her parents. Ron and Hermione had left with Harry to go the Dursleys for a few weeks before the wedding, and now Ginny was all by herself in this big old house. Not that Ginny minded being on her own, but she really hated it when she was left out, and she felt very left out right now. Since when did Ron and Hermione go with Harry to the Dursleys? Why couldn't Ron have just come home with them? Or better yet, why couldn't all three of them just come here. Then maybe she could talk with Hermione and try to make sense of Harry's bloody noble actions.

Harry. Why did he have to do this to her? Things had been going so well, she thought that Harry and she had been growing steadily closer. But then Harry seemed to remember that they were in the middle of a war, and apparently that meant he couldn't be with her anymore. He had to "do things on his own now"… git.

Ginny angrily wiped away the tears that had been falling down her cheeks. She would not allow herself to get upset over him. She would just figure out a way to get him back, that's all. Tell him that he was being stupid and that she didn't care about the danger she might be putting herself in…

But she did tell him.

She had already tried that route, and it hadn't worked. If it didn't work then, it certainly wasn't going to work now. And she had to admit, even though it was extremely frustrating and irksome, it was also a little sweet that Harry cared so much about her to go as far as breaking up with her to protect her. Maybe he wasn't that much of a git.

Ginny sighed, realizing how much sense Harry's decision must make to him at the moment. After all, he had already lost so many people important to him because of Voldemort. It would only make sense for him to try and protect someone else from that same fate. Ginny smiled as she thought of Hermione's idea of Harry's 'saving-people thing'. He really did have a thing for playing the hero. And she respected that, admired it even. It was one of the things that made Harry that much more attractive to her.

So, she respected his decision, she understood where he was coming from. But that didn't mean that she agreed with his decision. No, she was strongly opposed to his decision. And she intended to show him just how strongly opposed she was the next time she saw him. She just had to figure out how to tell him…

Ginny sat up and reached over to her bedside table for her song journal. She needed to write down all the crazy emotions running around inside her. Somehow, everything became so much clearer when she wrote, and this time was no different. Soon, Ginny was humming a sad, slow tune that she had created from all her crazy emotions. Hopefully, she would be able to find a way to show Harry how much he meant to her, before it was too late.