Hey! It's time for chapter 5! Just so you're not confused, it starts out with a dream. I tried not to make it too graphic so I could keep the rating at T. Then after Ginny wakes up, it switches to Harry's POV. Review!

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---Chapter 5---

I could feel his hands on me. He was ripping my soul apart. What had I done to deserve this? Nobody deserved this. How could this have been happening to me? It was hell. It was beyond hell.

I struggled not to scream. It hurt so much. I wanted to die.

It was disgusting being able to feel what he was doing and knowing it was me that he was doing it to. It made me sick.

I wanted Harry to save me, to make everything disappear. I couldn't stand this pain, both physical and emotional. It was too much.

Why was he torturing me like this?

Then I heard a voice.

"Ginny? Ginny! Wake up! Gin, please!" It was Harry. He sounded upset. Maybe I should have opened my eyes.

But I didn't want to. I didn't want to see him there, watching me.

Then something clicked in my head. I must have been dreaming. If I opened my eyes, he probably wouldn't be there.

But what if I wasn't dreaming?

Cautiously, I opened my eyes, expecting the worst.

Harry was sitting in my bed. I looked wildly around just to make sure he wasn't there too before completely breaking down. I cried harder than ever, and when Harry tried to put his arms around me, I almost shrieked. He reached out to me, but I moved away quickly. I really couldn't stand to have anyone touching me right now. Not even Harry.

I sat up against the wall hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing miserably. I couldn't help it.

I felt nothing but the despair that had come over me. "Are you alright? Talk to me. Gin, please, say something." Harry begged.

"I don't...want to talk about...anything." I sobbed. It was horrible. Everything was horrible.

"And you don't want me to...touch you?" Harry asked. I didn't answer him. I couldn't. I was crying too hard. He might have said other things, but I wasn't listening.

A few minutes later, I could still hardly say anything, but I managed to choke out, "K-kill me, H-harry... I w-want to d-die..."

I woke up late at night. Ginny was having a terrible nightmare. It was awful; I couldn't bear to see her looking so miserable. I tried to wake her up, and when she opened her eyes, she looked afraid.

I wanted to hold her and make her feel better, but when I tried, she pulled away violently, almost as if she was scared of me. I wished she would say something; tell me she was alright. I couldn't stand to see her like this. I couldn't even think about seeing her like this without feeling dreadful. It was horrible to watch.

"I don't...want to talk about...anything."

I was dying to put my arms around her and tell her everything would be okay. I wanted to take everything away. Make her happy. She looked so desperately helpless, and my heart shattered into a million shards of bloody glass.

Her tears were the worst. She was crying so hard that it was a wonder she hadn't been sick.

What she said next, however, was far worse.

"K-kill me, H-harry... I w-want to d-die..."

The sentence chilled me to the bone.

"Gin- Gin, you don't want to die!"

She sat there crying her eyes out, looking completely heartbroken. "J-just leave me alone, H-harry."

I cursed the man who had stolen my love's happiness.

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