I'm gonna quit saying that the following chapter is gonna be the last because I've said it twice now and lied lol. Lemme know what you think.
I have put this chapter back up with some slight tweaks in the hope it makes more sense when you're not in my brain, these are basically in the form of changing some italics. If it still doesn't work, I'll change the lot, or something lol. The problem is, it's disjointed for a reason.
Knowing she needed to talk to Hermione was one thing, being able to go and do it was something completely different. She didn't know what she was going to say. She figured 'Yes I did kiss you so...' wasn't going to cut it somehow.
Sighing, Ginny got up and walked out of the Great Hall. She was kind of thinking she was going to go to Hermione but before she knew it she was walking out the door of the entrance hall. She walked passed the greenhouses and the Quidditch pitch.
She looked back at the Quidditch. Remembering the year before when she needed to take over as seeker on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. She remembered winning the match and the Quidditch cup. She remembered that night in the Gryffindor common room and Harry kissing her.
This brought on new memories. Wrapping her arms around Harry's neck. Kissing him more and looking into his brilliant green eyes. Holding his hand. Looking across the room to see Hermione glaring at Ron and Lavender and wanting to go beat her brother into pulp on behalf of the girl.
Harry telling her that they couldn't be together because he was being his stubborn self, thinking that Voldemort would go after her when he found out the were seeing one another. This news not bothering her in the least. Seeing Hermione walk away with Ron's hand in hers and frowning at them.
Hearing Harry, Ron and Hermione were back at Hogsmead and going into the town to meet them. Missing them on the way there and getting chased by Death Eaters. Meeting Hermione in the Haunted Shack and Hermione being injured and apparating them away. Carrying Hermione to the little cave and sleeping there. Finding and cooking their breakfast before asking the injured girl to take them back to Hogsmead.
Walking up to Hogwarts. Hermione being hit by that stunning spell and not being able to wake her up. The feeling of helplessness she felt. The feeling of loss she felt. The feeling of need she felt. Picking her up a second time and carrying her up to the castle. Needing to get her to the hospital wing.
The anger she felt at Ron when he took Hermione off her. The pain in her stomach she felt, when Ron had called himself Hermione's boyfriend. The incredible sadness that overcame her and forced her to run off. The strength it took to calm herself down and go see Hermione. The second burst of anger when Ron tried to stop her from seeing Hermione.
That dream. Of all things, she had to dream that. Being rudely interrupted by Ron yelling at her to get out. Running into Harry and kissing him, going up to the common room and kissing him. The most intense feeling of confusion she had ever felt.
Leaving the common room and going down the the hospital wing to hear Hermione telling Ron off. Telling Ron herself that Hermione wasn't interested in him. Thinking about Ron being Ron, and how the slightest thing could mean anything to him and as far as she knew nothing more than holding hands had happened between them. Kissing Hermione. Running away. Running back to Harry. Being scared of running into Ron who might want to hurt her. Hugging Harry. Looking into his eyes and realising she felt nothing.
Looking across the room and seeing Hermione glaring at Ron and Lavender after Harry kissed her that first time. Wanting to hit Ron. Wanting to hurt Ron for causing Hermione pain. Wanting to run over and hug the other girl. Wanting to be the one to comfort her. Wanting Hermione to look at her the way Harry was looking at her now.
Ginny stopped walking. The pain she felt when she thought Hermione was dead. The feeling in her stomach when she was sleeping under the same blanket with Hermione. The jealousy she felt when Ron had said Hermione was his girlfriend. How elated she was when she heard Hermione was awake and that she and Ron weren't together. Knowing that she didn't want to be with Harry.
Ginny sighed and she looked around. It was her secret place. She must have come here out of habit, without even realising it. She sat down with her back against a tree.
"Bloody hell. How have I gotten myself in this mess?"
She turned away from Hermione and started to cuddle into Harry again. This was the happiest moment in her young life so long. She moved away to get herself a drink.
"Oi, Ginny," Ron called out, "cut it out, ok?"
"Forget it Ron. You're doing worse with Lavender." Ginny replied as she handed a drink to Harry.
Ginny, out of the corner of her eye saw Hermione turn toward Harry and herself. She frowned deeply before running out of the portrait hole. Ginny went to run after her but Harry grabbed her arm.
"Leave her, I think she needs to be alone."
"I dunno Harry."
"She's upset over Ron. Just give her time."
Ginny had misgivings but she was too happy to worry right at the moment.
"Shit Hermione."
