The last week Harry had been walking around like a ghost. He didn't sleep, nor did he talk much. Hermione and Ron had tried hard, but nothing seemed to get a word out of his mouth. Sometimes he played chess with Ron, but whatever Ron said Harry didn't respond with a whole sentence. Hermione didn't know what to say, she was afraid Harry would hold the fact that she had been in Luna's room against her. The whether was all wet and dark, so no one went out for a walk if they didn't have to.
Ginny was pacing in the corridor in front of Luna's room. Harry was in there. She wanted to tell him what she felt. How sorry she was about Luna's death and how she would love to see him smile a genuine smile again. Most of all she wanted to tell him that she wasn't over him at all. She wanted to tell him how her heart leaped, her palms got sweaty and her cheeks got warmer every time he talked to her. Ginny was so wrapped up in her mind that she didn't notice the door open and Harry peak out. He noticed something was really bothering Ginny. He just knew because Ginny wasn't the type of person who started pacing when she was worried, but now she was pacing. The red fiery hair jumped back and forth on her back, making a flame-dance of it own. And then it was her hips, how they gracefully moved in tact with her feet. She met the end of the corridor and turned to walk back towards Luna's room and Harry. She didn't look up so she still didn't know Harry was looking extremely intense on her, almost staring. Her body was still as well curved as he remembered. Harry brought himself out of his gaze.
"Why are you pacing like this Ginny?" Ginny looked up at Harry and felt her face flush in a bright red colour. "I do believe I can see a hole in the carpet over here" Harry continued in a mocking tone.
"Is someone getting back to his old self, or what?" Ginny said a bit sharper than she intended to do. She felt her stomach turn of guilt.
"Sorry! I just don't like getting caught in-" Ginny stopped herself, this wasn't the way she wanted to tell him.
"Caught in doing what?" Harry asked confused. Ginny didn't know what to do. Harry didn't make any easier when he took her face in his hands so she would face him. Her heart pounded harder and harder in her chest, she got trouble breathing. Suddenly everything went black.
When the youngest Weasley woke up again she knew somebody had carried her to a bed, but it wasn't hers.
"How are you doing?" Ginny looked up towards the voice and she was met with to bright green worried eyes.
"Harry?" Her voice was veiled.
"Right here Ginny" He wasn't sure if this was a smart idea but asked her anyway.
"What did I catch you doing? And way were you pacing like the sky would fall down in your head in any second"
Ginny's cheeks got even redder. She sat up and leaned her head against the wall behind her and started bungling with the duvet.
"Well…I was...I mean…I'm... so… you see?" Ginny mumbled to Harry. Harry couldn't collect her mumbling words into a whole sentence. This was hard for him he didn't know what to do. He blinked his eyes and said while scratching the back of his head: "Eeh, no I don't see. You were out for five minutes, and now you're mumbling sentences that no one can understand"
Ginny, who already had lost her head about ten minutes ago (counting with the five minutes she past out), was opening and closing her mouth while making sounds not even close to a normal language. She looked pretty much like a fish out of water. Harry stroked her head making her even more confused said: "I'm going to the graveyard, want to come with me?"
She nodded her head, not daring to say a word.
"Grab your broom, then we'll leave," He said holding his broom in one hand and pointing at Ginny's with the other.
"Why don't we just apparate," Ginny asked.
"Well, do you know how to do it?"
"Yes, of course" Harry felt his cheeks blush and his stomach turn in anger. "Of course, I'm perfect and anyone who can't apparate is nothing more than an amoeba" Harry thought sarcastic in his head pretending he was Ginny. By the look from Ginny his heart jumped a bit harder than usual; "I didn't just say that out loud?" Harry wouldn't find that out because suddenly Ginny grabbed his sweaty hand and apparated to the cemetery.
"Merlin Ginny! What was that for?" Harry started to feel that his eyeballs were put on the right place again after being squeezed in to his brain. Ginny let go of his hand brutally and answered with an annoyed voice:
"We didn't get very far by just standing outside of Grimmauld place, did we?" Harry shook his head. "And I know you don't like to apparate, so if we had started that discussion there we would never have gotten here" He just nodded in silent agreement.
"Say hi to your mum for me, and let her know that I love you both, whether you're here or not." Harry put aside the broom that he hadn't had time to leave behind. Over the reminiscence text it said; "Luna Lovegood born an dead" Ginny stepped backwards and left Harry to his thoughts alone. He led his fingers smoothly over the tombstone and traced the phoenix intagliated on the stone. A new tradition within the order was to intagliate a phoenix on the tombstone when someone from the order was buried.
"Luna" Harry said while his eyes were glistening with tears. It was dark around him. "The night is on its way, out time of the 24 hours". A memory came to Harry's mind:
"Don't you forget this: -" He said kissing Luna on her forehead. "…I love you". The stars lightened up the clearing they laid relaxed in. The light reflected the love in their eyes.
"I'll never forget you". She said snuggling closer up to Harry. "And I do love you too!" Harry shivered by the touch of her hand beneath his shirt drawing small circles on his stomach muscles. Her long blond hair danced in the breath of wind that reached their spot. While gazing at each other, they started kissing. The kiss was wet, but not to wet. It was harsh but at the same time soft. Their tongues was dancing a dance that made sparks fly between them. Luna started lifting up Harry's shirt showing the night his well-shaped torso.
"You have to remember as well". She said taking Harry's shirt completely off.
"I will!" He said fast and returned to her lips.
"I still haven't forgotten, and I never will". He let the words be in the air for while before he continued: But I have to move on, finding the last horcrux is hard enough without you."
Harry drew up the necklace from his shirt. "Yours forever" it still said. He kissed it and put it back under his shirt. He took a deep breath and blinked away the tears from his eyes. The wind jerked in his wild jet-black hair.
"Lately I've been pushing everyone away. It's not fair to anyone. So… I guess this is goodbye, but-" Harry was stopped by a piercing scream:
"HAARRY!" Ginny's voice was filled with panic. Harry turned to see Ginny being in the arms of a very hairy man. Harry recognized him as the man who had attacked Bill and left him with plenty of wounds. Something hit him hard in the chest. "Please! Don't let it be full moon!!" Harry looked up at the sky and saw just a half of a moon. His chest felt easier.
"It's not full moon, so relax Ginny!" Harry yelled to her.
"RELAX?! This man eats humans, even when it's not full moon". Ginny complained.
"That's right sweetie, and tonight I'm really hungry" Fenrir's raspy voice said and licked her neck and throat. Ginny were shivering wildly in his arms, telling him with her body what she felt about that. Harry panicked, he didn't let Greyback see it of course.
"You're going solo? Don't you need a whole mob to kill one person?" Harry tried, not knowing if he were pushing the right or the wrong buttons.
"Well…'the chosen one, as they call you these days-" He spat out. "I'm always solo when I'm hunting for a meal". He flecked his teeth; not one standing straight, and if one did stay straight it was either broken in two or a big patch was gone.
Suddenly Remus came to Harry's mind. Greyback had bitten him in his earlier childhood.
"I thought you preferred Kids, aren't we to big for you? And you know; we aren't as defenceless as a little child". Harry pushed a bitten and hoped it was the right one, the one that would put Fenrir on the spot and make him leave.
"DON'T piss me off, Potter!" He sneered "Or else I will give your lady friend over here large bit in her arm!" Ginny whimpered and looked at Harry with big blank deer eyes. Harry knew now that he was pushing boundaries and that he might be crossing them, but he tried.
"Just one bit, two minutes ago we were you're supper"
Fenrir hissed in anger.
"That's to bad for your red haired lady"
Before Harry could prevent anything, Fenrir stabbed his crocked teeth into Ginny's left arm. A loud crack told them that one of her bones broke. Her scream was filled with pain and pierced through the cold and silent night air. As the untransformed werewolf removed his filthy teeth from Ginny's arm. Blood trickled fast out of the wound. Her robes were supposed to be green but the blood made it quit red. Harry felt helpless and to be honest, sick. Ginny whimpered between her screams of pain. Her face filled with tears and blood was twisted in a painful way.
Fenrir Greyback rolled up her sleeve and licked the blood of her arm, with one eye on Harry to see his reaction. He was pretty satisfied with Harry's response. Even more blood trickled out when he lifted up his tongue from her arm. Harry's mouth couldn't utter a word while looking at the sight before him. He noticed bits of flesh hanging loosely around her injury. "Oh, Merlin! My Ginny is really hurt". A smirk crossed the creature's (in Harry's opinion he was not human) face before he it of some of he loose flesh around her wound.
"Haaarry!!" She screamed and made Harry act. "Help me!" Harry drew out his wand.
"Well, I'm stuffed" Fenrir said with a big sneer on his face. He turned Ginny around so she would face him.
"You were a nice supper, tasted wonderful did you!" He said mocking her. Ginny managed to collect some spit in her mouth and spat him right in the face. And for a second he was out of it. Harry reacted:
"SECTUMSEMPRA!" he roared. Fenrir's right hand flew off covering Ginny in even more blood. Fenrir roared and ran away. Ginny fell to the ground no longer having any support. Harry ran towards her.
"Hell Harry! How could you?!" Harry was a bit taken back of the strength in her voice. He didn't respond to her question something he now regretted he didn't.
-SMACK- She gave him a red hand on his cheek. "ANSWER me"
" I didn't mean for it to happen"
"I know you didn't, but…" Ginny trailed of when Harry took of his shirt. He didn't notice and ripped of the sleeves on the shirt and tied one of them very firmly above her wound to stop some of the blood. The other one he wrapped carefully around her wound.
"Thank you"
"The least I can do"
"We should get back"
"Yes, I'm just going to fetch my broom and we'll fly back" Harry jogged over to his broom.
"No, I'll apparate" She said. Harry turned around and faced Ginny.
" Forget it. I'll fly us back, you aren't able to apparate the both of us"
"Who said I'd take us both?"
Harry froze, he hadn't thought of that. "I thought of I would follow you to see that everything will be okay"
"Nothing will be ok. You may have forgotten, but I still remember how my brothers face look like!"
Harry started to get frustrated; he didn't want to leave Ginny alone, but she wouldn't move an inch. "She can be really stubborn" Harry thought for himself.
"Don't pull that card, I remember that night perfectly, thank you" He was hurt, how could she believe he had forgotten. He was marked for life with a scar when he was one, and he was also marked for life when Dumbledore died. He must have sounded hurt too cause Ginny went soft on him: "I'm sorry, my brother is fine, he just look different. And lets face it; it didn't scare Phlegm away"
Harry cracked a smile. "Her name id Fleur, Ginny"
"Whatever"
"Lets fly please?"
Ginny answered by coming towards Harry. He settled on his broom and so did Ginny. He let his arm slip around her waist and took off. "Merlin I love this!"
"I was so worried, how could the two of you just run away like that? Without telling anyone in these times" Harry looked at his quit dirty shoes instead of facing Mr. Weasley. "Thank Merlin, none of you got hurt"
"Well about that" Ginny started. Molly went truly pale in her face. "It's just a scratch, and-" Ginny continued, but Harry broke her off.
"It's all my fault, but I do believe we should get her to St. Mungo" Harry took Ginny's arm and showed Molly her wrapped up arm. The sleeves were all bloody and sticky.
"ARTHUR! GINNY, HOSPITAL, NOW!" Molly yelled. Loud thuds told them that Arthur was running.
"What? Why hospital" He asked between his heavy breathing. Hermione and Ron were there too; Molly's yell had captured their attention. Ron spotted the blood on Ginny's arm.
"What? Harry you told me you would take care of her" Ron went red in his face and clenched his fists. Ginny was confused; "When did Harry say that?" Her brother was in his protective mood and gave her the answer.
"You PROMISED a FEW weeks ago, that around you Ginny wouldn't loose a strand of hair" Everybody was shocked, because a few weeks ago Luna was still alive.