HINNY, FOREVER (BOOK 3 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

Weakening Bones

I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to the Epic J.K. Rowling of course and always.

Harry

We stood in the library once more and Ginny was standing, composed with arms crossed.

"I wanted that and it just happened..."

"Exactly." She smiled, "Your powers spilled because you didn't know how to control it. You didn't fear yourself then, why now?"

"After I found out who I was and why I was famous, I was terrified."

"Who wouldn't be? But that was the fame Harry that was the fear that you wouldn't be able to land expectations. Now you fear yourself because you don't want to be anything more than a regular wizard. But guess what, that just isn't your truth. You've always been too far ahead for your age. You're a strong wizard. I told you this then and I'm telling you this now. Remember that. Remember that you're a powerful wizard. A good wizard. One that knows his way around a wand." She smirked, speaking with a grin, "That is nothing to be scared of."

"What if I lose my way?"

"Then we'll just have to find the way back."

"Ginny, some mistakes can't be undone."

"Only if there's no one to do it." She snaked arms around my waist and rested her head in my chest, "I know you are okay. Why don't you?"

"The answer may disturb you."

"Tell me."

"I used to have a part of him in me, Ginny. I was powerful because I was this two part in one. What if... I still am?" Her head moved back and eyes met mine. They held no sorrow, no anger, no tear.

"Trust me, I'd know if you were." I caressed her cheek with my knuckles. She leaned into it with shut eyes. I was reminded of the moments during our last few Hogwarts years. How she'd changed immensely. How she became suddenly significant and was today my wife and family. I bent in and kissed her and she returned the gesture very softly enough to rile me up to a point where I sunk into her neck, just the feel the warmth and touch of her skin.

"Harry.." She whispered, running fingers through my hair. I sat on my knees and she did so by me till I laid her on the floor and admired her dark eyes and awaiting hands that tugged at the collar of my shirt and pulled me back down. Soon, we were free of any restraints and this was slow, passionate and greedy. Like a hold onto each other and assuring that things could always be better. She was kind in every touch, fully aware of my hold on her and equally lost. By the end, she laid tired in my arm and I could only stare at the green ceiling. Self pity sounded like a great option in the end but I couldn't afford that. Self pity would rile up emotions that wouldn't help me control and that's what I needed. Control. Immense amounts of it. Ginny was right. I needed to clear my mind or I could hurt more than just myself.

Ginny

A cool trace felt my waist and I hummed at it. It felt nice but a bit strange as well. Scrunching my legs, I curled up in myself but a strong force, pulled my legs open again and flipped me straight on the bed. I bit my lip and giggled.

"Harry..." I moaned. The feeling grew from my thigh up to my stomach and then laid there for a bit. I was about to smile and match his eyes when I heard a hiss. A snake... hissing. Gulping, I opened my eyes and was facing... Nagini. The snake licked the air out with its two point tongue and the way those yellow eyes stared at me was leaving me dead until I caught a sight of who stood at the foot of the bed.

"He knew we were one." Tom spoke.

I screamed, sitting up and realized I was in my dark room. The fire place cackled and that only illuminated the room slight. I was in my night clothes and there were no signs of him... not my husband... or Tom.