Chapter 2: Attempting to Reach Out

Harry raised his hand once more and softly rapped on Ginny's bedroom door. There was a moment of hesitance before he heard her say, "Come in."

He opened the door slowly and saw that she was sitting with her back to the door. He walked toward her and he found that he couldn't speak, so he simply put his hand on her shoulder. For a minute she didn't respond, but then she turned slightly and simply said his name.

"Harry…"

He slid his hand down her arm and put his hand in hers and they entwined their fingers together. Ginny didn't dare look him in the eyes; she didn't want him to see how badly she was hurting. He lifted her chin up gently and attempted to speak, but Ginny jerked her gaze away as she felt the tears welling up in her eyes. She stood up and crossed her arms across her chest.

"I'm sorry Harry," she said in a whisper.

"For what? Ginny please look at me."

Ginny turned back around but she still didn't look him in the eye, "I need to be alone right now."

Harry felt like he had been punched in the gut, but nodded and turned to walk out the door. He stopped for only a second to see if Ginny would say something else, but when she didn't he closed the door behind him. He then walked to Ron's room and sat down on his camp bed. Harry buried his face in his hands, and got lost in thought. He jumped when he heard tapping from behind him. He turned around and saw a small brown owl knocking on the window with his beak. Harry opened the window and the owl flew in and landed on top of Ron's trunk. He untied the note from the owl's foot and read it to himself;

Dear Harry,

How are ya doing? How are Ron and Hermione? I wrote to Molly and Arthur but I wanted to check on ya to. Write back if ya can. Take Care

Hagrid

Harry grabbed a quill out of his bag and scribbled a quick reply;

Dear Hagrid,

Everyone is doing ok, under the circumstances. Ginny is taking it the hardest. How are you doing?

Harry

Harry absentmindedly tied the note back to the owl's foot and watched it fly off, until it was just a dot in the sky. He then heard the door open and close behind him. He turned around to see Ron flopping down on his bed.

"You all right mate?" he asked Harry.

"Yeah," he answered half-truthfully, "Ginny isn't though."

Ron watched his best friend sit down on his bed and run a hand through his messy black hair.

"I know; she was close to Fred. She just needs some time to herself."

Harry nodded and Ron spoke once more.

"Mum wants the garden degnomed before Hermione gets here, wanna help?"

Harry laughed when he saw Ron's goofy smile, he loved to mess around with the gnomes.

"Sure, why not?"

The pair walked down the hall to see Fleur knocking on Ginny's door.

"Ginny? Itz me, please open zhe door."

Harry hesitated to see if Ginny would indeed answer. She did and Fleur disappeared into the room before Harry could get one glimpse of Ginny.

"Come on mate. She'll be all right."

Harry sighed and continued to follow Ron down the stairs.