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| Starring: Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley - Harry must leave Ginny for the ultimate battle against Voldemort. Remembering their love, Ginny holds on as long as she can. |
| How can I just let you walk away?
Just let you leave without a trace? Ginny wanted to say something. She needed to say something. Harry was standing before her, his bags packed, his glasses tearstained, his expression grim, and his face pallid. He didn�t want to leave. She didn�t want him to leave. But she couldn�t say anything. The fate of the world was lying in Harry�s hands. Who was she to stop it? When I stand here taking every breath You�re the only one who really knew me at all She breathed deeply in and out as Harry�s brilliant green eyes stared down into her large brown ones. �I�ll be home,� he whispered. It was a futile attempt to reassure her, but they both knew the eventual outcome of Harry�s mission. Face down Voldemort. What were the odds of his returning? All Ginny could do was offer her complete support. In doing so, she wrapped her arms around Harry�s chest and pressed her soft cheek into the fabric of his robes. He closed his eyes tightly, not allowing any more tears to emit. He pressed his lips to the top of her silky red hair and wrapped her tight into his body. It wasn�t the time or the place to think about it, but ever since he was twelve, it had always seemed like he and Ginny were built to be together. Their bodies meshed so well, their hands always melted together, their lips always sang. It was perfection. It was bliss. It was killing him. How can you just walk away from me? When all I can do is watch you leave? Ginny�s sobs weren�t going to do any good. She picked her head up off of Harry�s chest and fought them back. She didn�t dare pull out of his arms, however. That was one thing she couldn�t do. Not yet. There was nothing she would ever be able to say to make it not hurt. He had to do it. The war was getting increasingly worse, witches and wizards were dying, Muggles were being killed in the streets, and she knew not to stop it. She was just Ginny Weasley. She had fallen in love with the famous, but oh-so-dangerous Harry Potter, naively. Of course, she would never regret it, and neither would Harry. There was too much in their past, too much she would have had to give up. Cause we�ve shared the laughter and the pain And even shared the tears You�re the only one who really knew me at all Being that horribly foolish girl she was when only eleven, she followed Harry around like a lost puppy, and of course it had bothered him. Who wouldn�t be bothered, especially when it was your best mate�s little sister? But then she had stumbled onto the diary and lost herself to its power. How could she have been so stupid? It wasn�t like the normal Virginia Weasley to succumb to something so willingly. She had seven older brothers. Resistance was obligatory. She might have been under a curse, but she knew what had happened in the Chamber of Secrets. Harry held her hand, comforted her, he was right next to her� She felt the heat of his body pressed up against the icy frigidness of her own. It was like two puzzle pieces� but he would never, ever, in a million years figure this out. It was Ginny, Ron�s little sister. He was far too dense to pick up on the fact that their forms were built for one another. So take a look at me now Cause there�s just an empty space Harry raised his hand timidly to Ginny�s face and swept her bangs out of her doey brown eyes. �What are you thinking?� he asked, his voice quavering. She sighed and looked up at him. She didn�t want her eyes to fill up with tears again and by doing this, she had to get her mind off of his leaving. �I was thinking about the first time I realized you and I were meant to be together.� He smiled and looked down at her hand. �The Chamber�� he whispered. �I didn�t realize it for a few years, but I knew that was the defining moment. I�ve always loved you, Gin. I just never really understood it.� And then it happened. The tears came flooding forward again. �You can�t leave me, Harry. Who am I without you?� There�s nothing left here to remind me Just the memory of your face �Oh, Gin,� he said, kissing her face and pressing his cheek against her forehead. �You�re everything. You�re everything. You�ve got your brothers, you�ve got Hermione, you�ve got your Mum and your Dad, you�ve got everything. You have our love, Gin. That�s something that will never go away.� �You have our love as well.� �That�s what I�m holding onto, Ginny. That�s all I need to get me through this. As long as I have that, I don�t need anything else.� So take a look at me now Cause there�s just an empty space �You�re not going to lose me,� he said aggressively, taking her fingers off of his face. �Don�t act like this is the last time you�re ever going to see me. I�m going to fight Voldemort and win, and then I�m coming home.� And you coming back to me is against the odds And that�s what I�ve gotta face She wrenched her fingers out of his grasp and pleaded with herself. �No� no� I must stay strong. I have to accept this. I have to accept this.� �Gin, don�t talk like I�m going to die! I�m coming back to you.� Ginny looked up at him, batting her long eyelashes. This was something that always made Harry weak in the knees. �You know how many nights I�ve lain awake, thinking about this? We�ve known for a month about this, and I haven�t gotten a decent night�s sleep since. I�ve stayed in bed, thinking about life without you. I�ve tried to come to terms with that possibility.� Harry was overcome with anger. �Virginia! I will not have you think like that! It�s that kind of thinking that will make it harder to deal with when the time does come.� �I�m not trying to be negative, Harry, I�m trying to be realistic. Don�t be thick,� she scolded. �I just don�t want you to be disappointed when you can�t see me again.� �Gin, no matter what happens, I�m going to see you again. You might not be able to see me.� I wish I could just make you turn around Turn around and see me cry Once again, and much to her chagrin, Ginny burst into tears. �Don�t talk like that! Don�t talk like that! I don�t want you to die, Harry. I want you to come back to me! I want you to come home into my arms, where you�ll always be safe! You�re all I have. You�re the only one who knows me in that special way. Don�t leave me.� Harry pressed his lips to Ginny�s forehead. �Don�t do that to me now. Don�t break down on me, Ginny Weasley. You are the strongest person I know, stronger than your brother even. You can�t give up, that�s why I�m still holding onto to the hope I have. The hope that when I get home from this, when Voldemort is gone, you�ll be here waiting for me. Your love is all I need to bring me back out of this hateful war. Promise me it will always be here.� There�s so much I need to say to you So many reasons why You�re the only one who really knew me at all �I promise you, Harry. With everything that�s in me. I�ll be here.� Still in their tight embrace, Harry let his eyes travel down toward hers and more tears streamed down his face at the sight of her own wet eyes. �I love you, Ginny Weasley.� �Oh, Harry,� was the moan that escaped her lips before Harry captured them. Their kisses were always magical, something they both craved more than anything in the entire world. Running her fingers ardently through his messy black hair, she relished in any touch she could get before he was gone. So take a look at me now Cause there�s just an empty space There�s nothing left here to remind me Just the memory of your face Finally, Harry pulled away from her, and as she closed her eyes to allow more tears to seep down her cheeks, he gently caressed every part of her soft face. �Remember, darling,� he whispered. �Hold onto our love, and I will be back. You are all I need, and I�ll be home to love you again.� He stepped away from her, staring into her face for a few minutes. After they both mouthed, �I love you,� Harry Disapparated with a pop, and was gone. Ginny broke into sobs. So take a look at me now Cause there�s just an empty space But to wait for you is all I can do And that�s what I�ve gotta face The wait had been far too long. The Daily Prophet was not allowed to print certain news, but surely she would have heard something if Harry had been killed. Ron and Hermione both worked for the Ministry, so she had access to news before it was even printed. It had been four months. There was still no word. She had her mother to help comfort her, and she had her wonderfully large family that was still steadily growing. She had just turned twenty years old, but she was still young and scared. In the dark of the night, she still needed someone to tell her that everything was going to be okay. After five months, there was still no word. Hermione was always very comforting. �No news is good news,� she would say in a fake, cheerful voice. She was trying to be positive, but couldn�t be. It was impossible. Ron was normally in the office to avoid reality. Ginny had to be there for her family. She wasn�t the only one suffering. Six months. Nothing. Take a good look at me now Cause I�ll still be standing here And then, seven months to the day after Harry had left her standing on the platform in King�s Cross, there was news. Voldemort was gone. There was eruption within the wizarding world. It was an even bigger party than it had been twenty years before. Voldemort was gone and all of his followers had been killed in the war. If there were any Death Eaters still around, they were deep in hiding. Every Auror in the Ministry had been sent out to find all supporters of the Dark Lord. Everyone was gone. Ginny was exuberant. Harry had done it! His deed for the Ministry had not been in vain after all. People were now free to live their lives normally. No one had to live in fear that at any moment, one or more of their family members could be slaughtered. It was over. The reign of darkness was gone. But where was Harry? Had he died in the fight? Surely they would have known. Had he gone missing? Why was there no word? Wouldn�t he send a message to let them know he was alive? And you coming back to me Is against the odds But that�s the chance I gotta take Ginny sat in her living room on an unimportant evening, reviewing past events at length in her head. The reign of the Dark Lord was over, everyone was happy, and freedom was finally achieved. However, Ginny�s heart was weighed down. Wasn�t love strong enough to overcome all? That alone could have beaten Him. Did it beat Harry as well? Tears flooded her cheeks. It had been against the odds for him to come back to her. It was foolishness to even entertain the notion that he could still be alive. It was such a nasty, brutal war. It was a miracle there were any survivors. Harry Potter, the heart and soul of the entire war, couldn�t have been as lucky to escape. The door opened. A breeze caught Ginny�s hair and swept it up against her face. Her eyes darted suddenly toward the opening of the room. The figure was leaning against it tiredly. The tears of sorrow she had been crying quickly changed into that of relief and happiness. It was Harry. He was home. Take a look at me now |