The Trouble With Weddings

A Harry Potter Fan Fiction Story

Chapter 32:

Ginny opened the gold envelope, and carefully took out the piece of parchment and began to read it.

Dearest Ginny,

I am writing you today because I am aware of what I had lost and all of the time I had spent in my nightmare. I want to apologize to you for all of the pain and suffering that I had caused you. The war had changed me in so many ways that it scares me. I am reliving the memories lately, and now I am lucid more often. Moody actually says that he can start entrusting me with Auror secrets. I know that you would be proud of me. You are in my heart and always will be with me. I know that I could never again be with you, or deserve you, but the memory of you lives on and keeps me going. I pray that one day Ginny you and my friends will forgive me.

Always

Harry

By the time Ginny had finished reading it she was in tears. For years she had waited for Harry to get everything together, and when she finally moves on, and finds her heart again Harry gets it together. After a while she was able to pull herself together and get up off the bathroom floor. She stood up and wiped the tears from her eyes, and quietly left the bathroom, to get back in bed with Blaise with out waking him.

I awoke in a sweat from the weird vivid dream I had just had, and looked around to see Draco still sleep. I didn't want to wake him so I slowly got out of bed, and changed into running clothes. When I bent sown to tie my shoes I sighed and got up and walked toward the door.

" Something you want to talk about?" I heard Draco whisper. I looked back at him and sighed.

" I thought you were a sleep" I said in return, standing still.

" You know I don't sleep" I nodded, and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

" It's just these dreams I keep having are making me mad"

" Still having Dreams about Weasel huh?" I shook my head

" No, I mean not entirely about him, just complicated stuff right now"

" Like what?" I really didn't want to tell Draco they were about him lately and how I am afraid of everyone s love life ending in tragedy like Harry.

So I smiled at Draco hoping he would shrug it off.

" Do you want to come run with me?"

" Sure" He got up and transfigured his running clothes on him, which consisted of a tight black tee, and black track pants. I mean it is just my own fears right? Its not like it would actually happen right? I mean the tragedy.

Little did I know Ron was also awake at this hour, and he was also having trouble sleeping. He was standing in front of his mirror rehearsing what he wanted to say. It may not want to be heard but needed to be said, and Ron wanted it to come out just right.

Authors Note: Sorry if this chapter is a little bland but I am trying to draw this story out as much as I can.