A/N: So, here I am again. I hope you liked the last chapter. This one will be longer, and it will be from Harry's point of view.
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---Chapter 2---
Why did this have to happen to Ginny? I can't believe it. It's so horrible. How could anyone have done such a terrible thing to her?
I thought it was all over. Voldemort was dead. Most of the Death Eaters were dead or had been chucked into Azkaban. But not Lucius Malfoy. We all thought he was dead, despite the fact that we never found his body.
I guess that was a mistake.
He was hiding out somewhere. We're still not sure where he was, but it doesn't matter anymore. He's dead now. I made sure of that.
Not that it changed anything. It's been nearly three weeks, and she still won't talk to me.
I just wish I could take all of her pain away. Make her forget everything.
But she just won't talk to me.
I guess I can understand that. This isn't something that people get over quickly. She needs some time.
Two days later
If there's one thing I can't stand to hear, it's Ginny crying.
That's why I went into her room.
She looked so upset. Hopeless. Abandoned.
My heart broke.
I had to walk over and hold her. I had to.
I put my arms around her and pulled her close to me. She curled up on my lap and buried her face in my chest.
I don't know how long I sat there, holding her, but it had been about 3:00 when I went up to her room, and it was well after the sun had set before either of us said anything.
She talked first.
"Harry," she asked softly, "do you love me?"
I put my hand under her chin and brought her face up to mine. "Of course I do." I whispered.
She looked down. "You shouldn't."
I probably should have seen that coming, but I was actually confused when she said it.
"Why not?"
"Because I... I'm just..." She couldn't finish the sentence. There were tears in her eyes and she wouldn't look at me.
I pulled her closer to me and kissed the top of her head. "Gin," I said, "I'll always love you no matter what. Nothing in the world could ever change that." She put her head back on my chest and closed her eyes, clinging to me.
That's the way we woke up the next morning. She was still in my arms, safe and warm. I woke up first. Ginny really was beautiful when she slept. When she opened her eyes, she looked up at me. "Thanks."
"For what?" I asked.
"For staying here all night. You didn't have to."
"I didn't mind. I love you." I said.
"I love you too."
I moved to kiss her, but she flinched and backed away. For a moment, she looked fearful. "Are you-" I started to ask, but then my brain caught up with me.
Of course. How could I have been so stupid? I was trying to kiss her just three weeks after...
Well, I'd rather not think about it. The point was that I was being the most inconsiderate jerk imaginable. What on earth had I been thinking?
"I'm sorry, Gin! I wasn't thinking! I-"
"It's okay..." she said softly. She was on the verge of tears.
"Gin, I'm so sorry..." She was looking at the floor.
"It's okay, Harry. I just... can't really..." she tried to explain. Then she sighed. "I guess I'm just not ready to do that again yet. It's nothing to do with you, I just- you know..."
"Yeah, it's alright, I understand."
She leaned into me again. "I'm sorry."
"You have nothing to be sorry for." I told her.
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