~Ginny's POV~
It was Friday, the day before Hermione moved in. Harry woke me up to say goodbye that morning for work, and kissed me as if he wouldn't come back. I knew it was a possibility, but since I am considering it'll be the same risk.
After an hour of just sitting and laying around, I stood and began cleaning the guestroom Hermione would be living in. Leaving the window open I walked downstairs for more cleaning supplies, and when I arrived back upstairs, a man with a muggle weapon of sorts was climbing in. Checking my pockets, I had left my wand downstairs, and he smiled at me, "Get on the floor if you know what's good for you." His voice was raspy, but reluctantly I complied with the demand.
He placed the edge of the weapon to my brow, "Nighty night girly." He laughed and the I heard someone yell, "Accio!" The weapon flew away from the man who jumped in fear. My eyes were still closed but I heard a struggle, only to open my eyes when I felt a gentle hand on my cheek. "Gin, are you okay?" Hermione said looking me up and down. Speechless I nodded, and began to sob into her shirt, she was warm, and sweaty but I didn't care.
She cooed into my ear, "Gin, your safe now. I'm here okay. You'll be safe."
The police arrived to take the man away, as instead of casting him away, Hermione thought this would be a better punishment. "He'll be charged for years and placed into a cell. It's better that just ridding him of memory." I had no choice but to agree with Hermione, who still never left my side. We were sitting on the couch and I was resting my head on her shoulder, "Thanks 'Mione, for saving me." I kissed her briskly on the cheek before falling asleep in her arms.