A/N Can't think of anything to say so here's the next chapter hehe.

Almost Confessions

There was an awkward silence in the room, it filled Harry with worry, did he look bad? Why weren't they answering him?

"Hi," He repeated.

Hermione burst into tears and Ron smiled wider than Harry had ever seen.

"Mate!" Ron said while walking up to him. "You're ok; you saved us, you…"

"Ron!" Hermione croaked out, "He doesn't want to hear any of this now! Oh, Harry!" She ran up to his bed and gave him the biggest hug she could muster, and cried some more.

"Hi Hermione," Harry said quietly. He was happy that his two best friends were now talking to him freely, but what of the red head beauty standing in the corner of the room, staring out of the window with her arms folded?

"How are you Harry? How are you feeling?" Hermione asked, oblivious to his concern for Ginny.

"I'm feeling much better now that you guys are here, and, knowing that he's gone…" Harry looked up at Hermione and smiled at the tears in her eyes.

"Oh Harry, you saved us, you saved the world!" She burst into tears again and Ron hugged her close to him.

Harry smiled at the two of them, wondering what had happened with them in the past two years. Then he looked across to Ginny, who was staring out of the window. She had changed so much. She was so much taller than when he last saw her and, to be honest, look at those breasts! She really had grown up, and to think about it, Hermione had as well, but he wasn't going back there again, after all the fiasco in his sixth year at school. By the time he had left with Dumbledore, Hermione and Ron had finally got together, and so had he and Ginny… So why was she not happy to see him?

"Erm, Ron, why don't we go and get a drink?" Hermione said, seeing Harry watching Ginny.

"But…" Hermione cut him off by elbowing him in the side and looking at Ginny. "Oh, yeah, I'm thirsty; we'll see you in a bit mate, ok?" He said to Harry.

"Yeah sure," Harry waved them both goodbyes as they walked out of the room. And there it was again, that awkward silence.

He lay there for a while, waiting patiently for Ginny to talk, but she just stood and looked out of the window. Why was she here if she didn't want to talk to him?

"Ginny?" Harry said after five minutes.

"I've missed you Harry," She said without looking at him.

"Well, I've missed you too…" Harry couldn't figure out what was wrong; first she didn't speak, then she jumped into a sort of important conversation without even looking at him. What had happened over the two years with her?

"I wished everyday for you to come home and see me," She continued, still not looking at him.

"You know I couldn't," Harry replied. Was this the reason he wasn't looking at her? She was mad at him? "Ginny, are you angry with me?"

"No," She replied, "You're right, I did know you couldn't come to see us, but, I just, wished you could… I was kidding myself really…"

"Ginny, please, look at me," Harry begged.

She sighed and slowly turned to face him. Oh, those eyes, what on earth had happened to her? Sure, she had grown up, but she was paler now, her eyes were filled with hate and sadness. He had no idea what had gone on in their lives, he used to send letters to let them know he was ok, but told Ginny not to reply, and then he stopped sending letters anyway. He really had no idea what their life was like. He had expected the three of them to come in and be happy and joyful, he hadn't expected any of them to just stare at him the way they did, or for Hermione to not be able to stop crying, or certainly not for Ginny not to say anything.

"Ginny…" He started, but he didn't really know what he was going to say.

Then, to Harry's utter surprise, Ginny burst into tears.

"Ginny!" Harry stammered out of bed, only to hit the floor immediately.

"Oh Harry!" Ginny wiped her tears and ran over to him.

"Ouch," Harry said simply. Ginny gave a little giggle as she helped Harry back into his bed. As he eyed her he smiled. It was so good to see her laugh.

"Your legs obviously aren't working yet," Ginny said, putting the cover back over Harry, "You have been in a bed for a month."

"Or maybe, I'm just too blown away by your beauty," Harry said.

Ginny laughed again, elating Harry's feelings. "You haven't gotten any better at chat up lines then?"

"Oi you!" Harry said, reaching over to tickle her. This was like the old Ginny he knew.

"Oh Harry, I've missed you so much, I've really needed you," She said sadly.

"What for?" Harry asked.

"Well," Ginny paused and stood up from the bed where she was sitting next to Harry, going to stand by the window again. She stood there looking out, with her arms folded.

"Yes?" Harry prompted.

"Well, Harry, you know we were together before you left?" Ginny said, turning to look at him.

"How could I forget?" Harry smiled.

"Well, that night was, special to me," She continued.

"More than special to me Ginny, bloody amazing!" He said cheekily.

"Yes Harry, but…"

The door suddenly opened and the Nurse walked in.

"Oh, sorry dears, I just need to check on Harry," She apologised walking over to him.

"I'm fine, now we were just talking," Harry urged her to go away, but she wouldn't take the hint.

"I'm sorry Sir, I need to check your water level, and we are going to try walking," She explained.

"It's ok, I'll go," Ginny said from the corner.

"No, no! Don't, it won't take long!" Harry pleaded.

"No Harry, I have to go do some stuff at home, I'll see you later, I promise," She said without a backwards glance and walked out.

Once outside the door, she felt her pulse, it was racing like a bird in flight. She was so glad the Nurse had come in; she couldn't bare the thought of Harry's reaction of the news, simply because she had no idea of what it would be like. When she saw Ron and Hermione sitting on a chair looking at her disapprovingly, she knew they could tell she hadn't told him, and she walked off, out of the hospital and apparated back to the burrow.

Once Harry's anger had died down later that day, he realised something which wasn't right about his meeting with Ginny. It was April, so Ginny should have been at Hogwarts, yet she said she had something to do at home, at the Burrow. This thought puzzled Harry for a while, but then he realised that it had been a month since Voldemort was killed, so Hogwarts was probably not even running. And Ron and Hermione weren't there either, so he put it down to that and forgot about it, for the time being.

A/N Hmmm, I don't know what's wrong with me you know, I'm not liking this chapter either, if anyone has any ideas how to help me please say, I don't mind constructive criticism! Please review and help!