A/N: Hello! Hope you all are enjoying the sunshine! Here is the next part of the story, Hermowninny I can ensure you they find out soon. Thank you so much for your reviews, I really appreciate it! This chapter is probably the closest to my heart, most of it is written based on my feelings, and I happened to be in the same situation as Ginny. I have one more chapter completed after this one, so if theres a gap between updates my apologies. Thanks for the support. Please read & review and enjoy!
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They say war changes people, that the things they've seen and done creates a tidal wave in someone's personality. The words swam around Ginny's mind; she supposed the words were true, she'd seen her parent's change, even in a blink of an eye she watched as her mother went from loving and kind to fierce protector of her children from Death Eaters. Her father, she noted had aged, become slightly closed off as he dealt with the loss of Fred. Her brothers, who all used to use humour as a way to barrier themselves from their actual feeling showed for the first time in Ginny's life, a weakness, the laughter had disappeared from their lives. Hermione had become a stronger woman than before, although she was still closer to Harry and Ron than to Ginny. The one person who hadn't changed too much in Ginny's eyes was Harry, she figured it was due to the fact he had grown up in a war, he always knew what he had to face since he was young, now he could finally live his life. However, the one person who had changed the most was Ron.

They had always been close; they only ever had each other when they were little. She remembered sulking the day he got his Hogwarts letter, wondering how she was going to cope for nearly a year on her own. After his exciting year, Ron seemed just as happy to see Ginny as she was him. He recounted the adventures he had with Harry and Hermione, informing her all the secrets of Hogwarts. She noticed the difference in him as the years went by, he slowly pulled away from everyone, including Harry and slightly Hermione, although he still maintained his protective streak for his little sister, something Ginny was secretly glad for.

By his sixth year, Ginny had noticed that Ron had finally pulled away from her, and his behaviour became irrational, resulting in his disastrous relationship with Lavender, he became selfish, a factor that didn't exist in Ron's personality. Ginny thought she had her brother back for good after his poisoning, she remembered how they had one of the best talks in almost a year; she had joked about how they only seemed to talk when he was in hauled up in bed after some adventure he had been on.

At the point she was keeping him company, as well as keeping an eye out for Lavender, she wondered if his sudden change in behaviour was due to the attack in the Department of Mysteries, he had scars on his arms left by the brains, as well as some odd lines that looked hand created, some looked older than others, some still raised and red as if new

Ginny's thoughts went to the year Harry, Ron and Hermione went to do Dumbledore's bidding. Her anxiety levels were three times higher than usual; and by the time Fred and George had created "Potterwatch" Ginny was staring to believe all this worry was going to lead to a breakdown; but they returned, they were alive and somehow brought down Voldemort. She always detested their secretary; they even created ways to prevent her from finding anything out. She never truly realised how much information they knew, usually information they shouldn't know, she also never noticed how little Ron told her, he had a way which told her the story without really divulging information. It wasn't until her and the family were being whisked away to Grimmauld Place that she realised that she hadn't been told the full story of Sirius' escape from an apparently secure cell in Hogwarts.

She allowed her mind to clear, even if it was for a few minutes, she would never admit to it but Ginny seemed to inherit her mother's trait of worrying. She heard the corruption coming from the bathroom and the sounds of worried voices and allowed them to wash over her. The silence allowed her mind to begin thinking again; Ginny returned to the weeks she spent sat outside Ron's bedroom, she used to plead for him to come out, to talk, eat, anything. She convinced herself that he knew she was there, and that her presence would bring Ron out of his isolation, but he didn't her; Ginny couldn't help to feel hurt at how Hermione's arrival suddenly brought him out. He had always been good acting as if he was alright; everyone knew he was a dab hand at acting, it was the only way he, Harry and Hermione got away from all the situations they found themselves in, but Ron seemed to abuse the technique; he appeared fine on the outside, he would joke around, still beat everyone at chess and get into some kind of argument with Hermione. But Ginny knew, she could always tell when something was bothering him. She released the tension that was trapped in her back and shoulders, the family meals of the day had been awkward, Mrs Weasley had warned that if any of them muttered about his presence at the table she would not be held responsible for the consequences. Everyone notice he hardly ate, his trick of pushing food around the plate became old when George was attempting it, but they didn't notice the haunted look in his eyes, which had dark shadows underneath; they always gave him away, his eyes, Ginny had learnt from a young age that all she had to do was look in his eyes to see what he was really feeling in his soul.

Her thoughts were interrupted by Hermione storming in to the room and talking deep breathes and muttering to herself while she settled on her bed. Usually Ginny's thoughts weren't disturbed but they seemed less intense as she was trying to make out what the voices outside the door were saying, she was also slightly focused on Hermione's mood, which seemed worried, tense and if not a bit angry rather than relaxed.

"Something bothering you Hermione?" She said as gently as she could as not to startle her friend, but Hermione still jumped a little at realising she had company.

"Oh sorry Gin, I didn't know you were in here."

"Am hiding from mum, before she gets me to clean or cook something, I swear this place has never been so tidy." She meant it to come out at a humorous remark, but it didn't seem to exist as she remembered the reason behind her mother's manic behaviour.

"So, what's up?" Ginny moved her position so she could see Hermione's face; she looked tired, although that was expected with her staying up all night to look after Ron, combined with jet lag.

"Honestly Ginny, I don't know where to start." Hermione rubbed her hand over her face.

"Why don't I start you off…How are things with your parents?"

"Horrid. If I am not being shouted at about what I did, and how wrong performing magic on them was, how it took away their human rights, how ashamed they are of me that I sold their and I emphasis on the word 'their' business, the one thing in our lives that allowed me to go to Hogwarts. They are ignoring me, giving me looks and discussing if and how I should be kept away from the Wizarding world." She took a deep breathe and was red in the face, anger pulsating from her. Just as Ginny was about speak, Hermione continued her rant:

"And then just yesterday I packed my stuff and left…my room has probably been torn up, they have mostly guessed I am here, and now I don't think I have anywhere to go."

Ginny waited a few minutes just to ensure Hermione had finished, although she was sure there was more that was bothering her friend than Hermione was letting on.

"Can I talk now? You'll always have…"

"And now my boyfriend…"

"Or you can carry on" Ginny muttered before listening.

"… Is now apparently coping after everything we went through, which resulted in a self induced exile, passing out, not eating and telling me he was, what were the words, ' that he got caught up in his head' and that he is fine."

"Look Hermione, Your parents will get over it, they realise what you did protected them as well as you. And you do know your always welcome here, hell you've lived here more than at your house. As for Ron, well, we're all a bit stuck on what to do."

"Thanks Gin." For the time she had entered the room, Hermione had a smile on her face, although it didn't last long.

"I suppose it's a positive thing he is talking to Mrs Steed."

Ginny was started, where had she got that idea from? She distinctively remembered Ron shouting a varied of profanities at the woman before storming of to his room, not to be seen until Hermione's arrival.

"Hermione what are you talking about?"

"Ron said he started to have the sessions Mrs Steed offered us, mentioned something about getting worse before he got better." Her voice was getting quieter with each word, as she looked at Ginny.

"Hermione. He hasn't spoken to her since he told where to stick her 'sessions' and took solace in his room the day you left."

Hermione simply stared at her, a disbelieving look on her face.

"He hasn't been to one session."