Chapter 8
The girls woke up early the next day and did all the chores under the guise of not being able to sleep so why not get everything out of the way allowing them more free time as well as everyone else that afternoon as Mrs. Weasley was making breakfast in the kitchen.
As everyone was starting to wake up Hermione and Ginny had already eaten and were waiting looking out the widow for Luna whenever she may show up. They didn't have to wait long for about 15 minutes after everybody had finished waking up, washing, and eating Luna popped up at the pond in the distance. Ginny was the one who had spotted her first so she dragged Hermione out with her to the garden and up the path to meet Luna halfway there.
They were anticipating the things to come that day waiting to see what would happen. Ginny smiled and thanked Luna yet again before they finally reached the house for coming, and again saying sorry for taking Harry so selfishly from her friend.
"Ginny its okay I understand why you did but you two together I swear it only took you long enough to get it over with. It's been bugging me for so long I was going to take matters into my own hands." Luna told Ginny yet again before they stepped into the house.
The girls took Luna up to Ginny's room and Ginny left to go find Harry. She went to Ron's room first of course out of instinct and he said that Harry was in the bathroom. Ginny went to the bathroom door but when she knocked there no answer came. She tried the doorknob but it was locked so he or someone had to be in there, she knocked and called out his name. Still nothing came, and she began to panic and pounded on the door. Everybody but she, Ron, Hermione, Luna, Harry and the twins were out, and she needed help. She yelled his name again only she got something this time it was a groan but it was something. She ran off to the twins' room because it was closest and told them to help her Harry had locked himself in the bathroom and he wasn't answering. She thought that something bad had happened and so did they.
The three of them frantically ran back to the bathroom and the twins bashed open the door. Ginny screamed and the twins yelled at the sight they encountered when the door burst open. Harry was on the floor, pools of blood surrounding him, and a blade in his hand, the cuts evident on his wrists. He'd lost a lot of blood already they knew that immediately. The others came rushing into the room and all of them gaped down at his body, Luna ran to him and held him close lifting him and turning on the spot, a second later they had both gone.
Everybody knew where she'd taken him and the next thing they knew all of them severely shaken had apparated to St. Mungos Hospital and caught up to Luna and Harry who was suspended in air by a Healer and being led to a long term ward. Ginny was sobbing into Hermione's shoulder and Hermione was attempting to calm her as the twins walked as though soulless still experiencing major shock, they all knew that Harry had angst issues but never did they think he'd go so far as serious suicide. It was far too much for any of them to bear they all wondered how long before the rest of the Weasley's found out where they were and what happened since the bathroom was still drenched in blood. Merlin only knew what they'd think happened while they sat at Harry's side as he was given several blood replenishing potions, the first few by force as he'd been unconscious.
About fifteen minutes later Mr. and Mrs. Weasley arrived with Bill and Percy they still didn't know who'd gotten hurt but they knew that whoever it was had to be in a bad spot. When they found out it was Harry and he'd done it to himself they stood just as shocked as everyone else Mrs. Weasley was hysterical and needed to be given 3 calming potions before she was stable enough to stay in the room watching over a boy she'd always thought of as a son, she cradled her head in her hands watching his sleeping form. Hermione and Ginny had stepped out of the room to give the others time knowing that they were the reason he'd tried to kill himself that morning.
They felt terrible over the fact that their love led to his near death, they just couldn't handle the fact that he'd taken it so hard, unless he didn't now that there was one other girl who loved him more than her life. He'd know by morning how much Luna loved him, and then maybe he'd be better, happier, and able to contemplate staying alive for them all for a while. Maybe have a life with the beautiful blonde vixen. So that they'd all be happy, and the girls wouldn't have to worry about hurting anyone else with their love, a love they needed to protect for themselves, even if it meant hiding it from friends they cared for deeply. Then Hermione remembered what she'd seen written on the mirror in the blood that had also littered the floor in that bathroom…….