A/N: Well, here's chapter 3. I always see authors say ' I'll update when I get this many reviews' but I really don't care. I update when I want to!! Well thanks for reading!!! Please review!!! I hope you like it.

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Chapter Three- Not Just About the Weight

After that moment that Ginny and Harry shared in the 7th years girls dorm, they became very close. The shared experience kept them together. Harry was Ginny support; he always gave her a shoulder to lean on. Now that Harry knew as well, they could help Hermione together. Ron, however, was another story.

He refused to believe them, completely trusting Hermione. He was also mad at Harry for believing Ginny. They wanted to get Ron to believe them. Ron loved Hermione, and Hermione loved Ron, everyone knew it, so if he was on Harry and Ginny's side, that could help a lot.

Harry and Ginny could often be seen sitting by the fire in the Gryffindor common room late into the night, talking. They were really worried. It had been a month sense Hermione's eating disorder began. They didn't know why she would think that she needed to loose weight. They both tried to talk to her, but she usually ignored them, only talking to Ron. Her sickness wasn't just ruining her body, but also their friendship, and her life. But they didn't know that it was more than just a need to be skinny.

Harry and Ginny were sitting by the fire, as usual, late on a Friday night, talking about Hermione. They usually talked about her at nights; being the only time no one would disturb the two. It was 11:30 and most people had gone to bed.

They didn't notice that someone was staring at them for about an hour. He needed to talk to them, he knew that, but he wasn't sure if he should, seeing as how it had to do with Hermione, and she was mad at them for saying she was sick. Though, he personally thought they were right, finally. At about 12:30, he saw that the two were about to go to bed. This is it, he thought, I have to tell them now.

"Wait!" Harry and Ginny both turned around, they thought that they were alone, but they were wrong. Harry and Ginny automatically recognized Ron's voice and were surprised that he wanted to talk to them; after all, they were in the middle of a cold war right now. He ran towards his sister and ex-best friend. "I really need to talk to you guys," he said, franticly. They were the only two who would understand.

"What do you want, Ronald?" Ginny asked, her voice sour. Harry took her hand in his to calm her down a little.

"Why don't we sit down," said Harry, trying to be civil. The two Weasley's nodded in reply. Harry and Ginny sat in their normal seat by the fire, Ron sitting across from them.

The three were silent for a moment. Ginny broke the silence by saying, "I will ask you again, what do you want, Ronald?"

"It's- it's about Mione," he said and saw that Ginny tensed and Harry was rubbing her arm to comfort her.

"What about her?" asked Harry.

"I'm sorry," he said suddenly, "I should have believed you, you're right, something is wrong with her."

"Why do you believe us now and not earlier?" Ginny asked, her voice still sour.

"I think I always did, a little," he said, sheepishly, "I just didn't want to get on her wrong side and have her hate me."

"So, what you're saying is you don't care if she dies, just if she still likes you?" Ginny snapped.

"Gin…" Harry said. She often acted like this, and Harry kept her under control.

"No, Ginny. It's not like that…" said Ron, scratching his ear.

"Really?" she said, getting more upset by the second, "'cause that's what it seams like to me!"

"I didn't understand, I made a mistake, Gin!" he said, hoping she would believe him.

"Fine!" she said. She felt bad about snapping at her brother, but she was always in a bad mood lately.

"That's not all I wanted to say," he said. "There's something else that I've…noticed about her."

"What is it?" Harry asked, knowing that Ginny didn't feel like talking anymore.

"I don't think her eating disorder has anything to do with her wanting to be skinny." He said, waiting for Ginny's explosion.

"So what do you think it has to do with?" Ginny yelled, "Do you think that she just woke up one day and thought 'Why don't I try to kill myself by not eating! Sounds like fun!' Think logically Ron!"

"I'm serious Gin!" he said. His sister was really ticked off. "Please, you've got to believe me!"

"I will," she yelled, "if you can make sense of what you just told me!"

He sighed, "I'm sorry, Gin, please don't be mad at me."

"Sorry," she said, quietly, "I'm just really worried."

"I know, me too," he said. "Now about what I was saying before, I think it's more of a suicidal problem."

"Why do you think that, Ron?" Harry asked as Ginny tensed up again.

"Well I've seen… she tries to cover them, but…" he ran a hand through his hair, nervously. "Gin, does Hermione have access to some type of razor?"

"Yes, she shaves, of cores she does! And what the hell does that have to do with what where talking about?" She was getting angry again, it didn't take much to get her pissed off these days.

"Because I've seen cuts…on her wrists." He said.

Ginny's mood automatically changed after hearing this. "Wh-what?" she asked, her voice shaky.

"I don't think it has as much to do with her weight problem, more with wanting to kill herself." He said.

Ginny started crying, which she also seemed to be doing a lot lately. Harry held her and let her cry into his chest, and continued the conversation with Ron.

"When did you first notice this?" he asked, his voice also shaking a little.

"A couple of days ago." Ron replied.

"So you're with us now?" Harry asked. "You'll help us try to get her better?"

"Yea, sorry I didn't believe you two," Ron said.

"It's okay, at least you'll help us now." Harry said, and looked down at Ginny. "You might as well go to bed, this might take a while," he wasn't complaining, but it could take at least an hour to calm her down.

"Okay. Night Harry," he said as he walked to the staircase.

"Night, Ron," Harry replied.

"Oh, and Harry?" Ron said when he reached the bottom of the stairs. Harry looked up. "Thanks…for being there for her," he said nodding at Ginny, "she really needs you, and thanks for helping her through this."

Harry smiled, "You're welcome," he said before Ron walked up the stairs, and Harry turned his attention back to Ginny whispering soothing words in her ear.

A/N: Well there's chapter three, I hope you all like it!! Well please review even if you don't like it, and please tell me why. I'll try to update soon!! And the rating might have to go up, I'm not sure, cause of what I'm going to put in this story. But don't worry I might not!! Tell me if I should keep it or bring it up. Just warning you!! Well please review, and thanks for reading!!