There were very few things that bothered Ginny Weasley. In the last few years that she had been at Hogwarts the number of things that bothered her had increased. The main thing was now the safety of Harry and her family. Ginny remembered listening to stories of The Boy Who Lived as a young girl, she had dreamed of the day when she would finally meet him. She had never expected him to be a down to earth as he was, and she never expected for her older brother to become his best friend.
Above all things imaginable, Ginny Weasely had never expected to fall in love with Harry Potter. He was kind and gentle, he was everything Ginny had ever wanted in a guy, and furthermore he was hers. After years of watching and admiring Harry had finally asked Ginny to be his girl. She was ecstatic, but she worried about him on a daily basis. It was never easy being the girlfriend of one of the most sought after people in the Wizarding World.
Day after day Ginny would worry about Harry, Hermione, and Ron. She never knew where they were, but she always wished for them to be safe. Her worry began to consume her thoughts until it took over her mind. She began to worry about the trivial things along with the major issues at hand. She worried about Harry every day, and she could only hope that Harry was worried about her as well.