Ginny (theweasleygirl) wrote in riddikulus,
@ 2008-02-03 00:11:00

Who: Harry and Ginny
When: Quite late
What: The fight's been had, the apology's been said, Amy's journal brought the death. It's time for the breakdown.
Where: The Room of Requirement
Emo Level: 10, nice work Mr. Potter!
Rating: PG
Status: COMPLETE!

Ginny opened the door to the Room of Requirement and held her breath, letting it out in relief as she saw Harry sitting there by the windows. She folded the invisibility cloak over her arms as she closed the door behind her, biting hard on her lips until she drew blood. Tonight was supposed to be fun: take the chocolate that ridiculous Sam gave her and play. But then Amy's journal happened...she could see him shrinking back and disappearing with each reply. And then that mention of the deathly hallows? What was that about? Harry, mentioning that he died? He never came out and said that.

All of those people joking about something horrible happening to Harry.

That horrid bitch Pansy: she had screamed to give Harry up, why was that thing still allowed to be here. It took everything inside of Ginny not to take a torch down to the dungeons of Slytherin and send each traitor alight.

But Harry was here. He needed her: she knew where he would go. Here, in the room that looked like it did when Dumbledore's Army trained inside of it. Ginny passed by the taped up photograph of Cedric--and now, a chocolate frog card with Dumbledore gazing with a serene smile back at her. She smiled a bit at him and nodded. If Dumbledore were here...if he were only here...

"Harry," Ginny whispered, walking up behind him and letting her fingers ghost over his spine. "Harry."

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greeneyedboy
2008-02-03 03:17 pm UTC (link)

"I don't belong here," Harry said out loud, still looking at the line of trees. "McGonagall was right. I should have taken the time off, I should have gone away for a bit to let things settle. There are too many people here who - " With his free hand, he rubbed at his eyes.

He finally looked at Ginny. "They don't understand, he would have killed them. He doesn't understand loyalty. They wanted him to win, they think that life would have been so good with him running it all, but he would have turned on them too," he said urgently, his voice rising in intensity and panic as his grip on her hand tightened. "They wish I had died and lost but they don't understand that he would have killed them too. They wish I was dead and - "

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theweasleygirl
2008-02-03 03:21 pm UTC (link)

Ginny's heart paused. Harry couldn't be talking about...he was using the present tense... She thought of how Pansy had lovingly capitalised "Him" when she was writing about Voldemort, as if that evil being was a god, and shivered. He was using the present tense...

She had to know. "'He' who, Harry?" she whispered, glancing at her hand and seeing that it was turning white from how hard he was holding it.

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	greeneyedboy 2008-02-09 01:30 am UTC (link)
	He turned his head slowly and stared at her, swallowing hard. "Voldemort," he said in a low voice. "He would have killed everyone. He is - incapable of mercy. Dumbledore spent that year teaching me about him, nobody knew him as well as Dumbledore - and now me. I know him as well as myself, Ginny," he whispered, his voice breaking a bit. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

theweasleygirl
2008-02-09 01:35 am UTC (link)

"Voldemort is dead, Harry," Ginny urged, wrapping her other hand around his as her fingers went numb from his grip. "He's dead and you aren't. And everybody is alive because of that, and if they don't appreciate it, it is because they are soulless, brainless monsters who seek pain and call it pleasure. They are selfish creatures, and that's why Voldemort could use them as allies, because they couldn't see beyond themselves," she said, her voice picking up power with her rage.

Merlin help her: Ginny would destroy all of the Slytherins if it bloody well killed her. Selfish, evil mini-Death Eaters...

"Harry, love..." She pressed their hands against her heart. "You belong here. You do."

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greeneyedboy
2008-02-09 01:37 am UTC (link)

"I don't belong anywhere!" Harry choked, his eyes beginning to tear up. He wiped at his eyes with the back of his other hand and his face crumpled like paper, folding with misery. "I killed him, why can't everything just die with him! Why can't it all just go away, why can't I find a place where I get to be just Harry?" he pleaded, looking at her, tears dripping down his cheeks.

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theweasleygirl
2008-02-09 01:42 am UTC (link)

Ginny pulled one hand away and wiped at his face, her heart burning at the sight of his pain. She wondered how long he had been keeping this in, keeping this wish of his to himself... "You've never been 'Just Harry,'" she whispered. "And you never will be. But it doesn't mean that you can't find a place: you have those places. It's with your friends, love. It's with me."

She felt her own eyes begin to grow sore from the urge to cry, but she fought it back. Ginny Weasley was not a crier, not if she could help it. She wiped his cheeks again and pulled him close. "You can be just you with me." And for the first time, she thought that he actually could, if he could show this side of him to her. "You can be that way with Ron and Hermione. They are your best mates, they've seen you be a right bloody sodding prat," she told him with a small smile, kissing his temple. "And they still love you, real you."

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greeneyedboy
2008-02-09 01:45 am UTC (link)

Harry sagged against her, wrapping his arms around her torso, ribboning himself to her and balling his fists in the fabric of her jumper. He began to sob into her neck. I'll never get to be Just Harry. The Boy Who Lived - The Chosen One - the Savior - never never never, the chant in his head boomed.

He cried harder and pressed his eyes to the skin above her collarbone, letting out a strangled cry as his head spun: Never never never - I died, I died, I died - why did I come back if I'll never find peace?

Pity the living, Harry -

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theweasleygirl
2008-02-09 01:51 am UTC (link)

It felt like Harry was filled with months of tears; Ginny clutched him tight, stroking his thick hair and whispering a hush into his ear. "You belong with me," she said. "You belong with Ron and Mione. You belong with Nev and with Luna. You belong with the other members of the DA, who fought beside you," she said, looking around the room and remembering how much this club meant. "You belong with the students who were too young to fight with us but prayed for you to win. You belong with McGonagall who loves you, with Hagrid who thinks of you as family - the whole staff, even that bloody git Snape, they all are beside you, Harry..."

She kissed his cheek and pressed her dry face against his wet skin. "You belong where you are loved. Which is here. This is home."

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greeneyedboy
2008-02-09 01:55 am UTC (link)

Harry twisted his face and caught her lips with his, pressing as close as he could to her, whimpering slightly as he held her tight. I am loved. I am. It's the most powerful magic in the world, and I am steeped in it. But shouldn't magic - change something? Why can magic make it right?

He wrapped his tongue with hers and stroked his hand through her long river of hair. I belong. I belong. In this moment, I belong.

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	theweasleygirl 2008-02-09 01:58 am UTC (link)
	Ginny sighed as she pulled back, brushing his cheeks dry again and then combing her fingers through his hair. "Sweetie...if you left, where would you go to?" she asked in a quiet voice. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

greeneyedboy
2008-02-09 02:01 am UTC (link)

Harry shrugged, resting his head on her shoulder. "I dunno. Anywhere I go in the wizarding world would be tainted. I'd get just as much attention. Maybe more," he said in resignation. "I guess I'd go to Grimmauld Place, have Kreacher take care of getting things on the outside for a while.

He laughed ruefully, kissing her neck. "I'd go stircrazy, who are we kidding. Probably I'd - go to America. Go to Disney World, hit the beach, get a tan. Dude," he added in a surfer guy accent. "I doubt anyone would recognize me there, yeah?"

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theweasleygirl
2008-02-09 02:04 am UTC (link)

Ginny blinked, pressing her lips to the scar on his forehead. What was a World of Disney?

She giggled. "You'll be so cool and go to Hollywood? Sorry to say, Harry, but American wizards are very fascinated with what's happened here. You're a celebrity there, too," she told him regretfully, thinking of what The Quibbler had said. "Why not - Guatemala! You could live in the jungle, talk to monkeys, get fat on bananas?"

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	greeneyedboy 2008-02-09 02:07 am UTC (link)
	"I'll move to Russia, to Siberia, become a member of the Imperial Guard," Harry said, feeling a small weight lift off of his back. He even raised his head to look her in the eye, smiling a bit. "I'll say that my scar was from a fight with a homicidal prisoner, I'll eat gulash and wear a fuzzy hat." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	theweasleygirl 2008-02-09 02:08 am UTC (link)
	"You can live in Borneo, become part of a tribe of cannibals, wear a necklace made of teeth and do raindances in a loincloth. I'd come to Borneo if I could see you in that loincloth," she teased, rubbing her nose against his. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	greeneyedboy 2008-02-09 02:12 am UTC (link)
	Harry laughed, shaking his head. "You just want to see me naked, you cheeky monkey!" He hugged his arms around her waist, staring at the spots on her top where he had left wet blotches. I've never cried in front of her. And she's still here with me - she still loves me. "I could even be a reindeer herder in Norway." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

theweasleygirl
2008-02-09 02:14 am UTC (link)

"You could," she agreed with a laugh, resting her forehead against hers. When Harry put his head back down on her shoulder, she pulled him in tightly, kissing him twice before resting her head against hers and stroking his back.

Harry could be anything. Except normal. But she swore that as long as she was there...with her...he could be as close as he could ever get to be just another boy. Her boy.

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