What's a Riddle?

Harry

| Warning: This chapter has mentions of trauma and depression. If you're sensitive to any of these topics. Either read with caution, or go to the next chapter. You could also find another book to read. It's not my intention to trigger anyone in anyway. |

   I've spent three days in the hospital from a flu that I randomly caught while playing quidditch. All I remember is I was on my broomstick and I passed out. I woke up in a hospital bed with a fever, and I was throwing. I couldn't understand why I got sick, and why it happened during quidditch. The point is once I left the hospital I ran into Cornelius Fudge speaking to Professor Dumbledore. Now I'm not interested in ease dropping because I think it's rude. But I couldn't help myself but listen to their conversation. Even though I didn't hear anything. "That will be all Professor Dumbledore." "Of course. And thank you for stopping by. We really appreciate your visits here at Hogwarts." "Just doing what the Ministry is meant to do." "Have a good day Cornelius." Dumbledore walked away, and Fudge was walking in my direction. I remembered my sister, and how she was sent to work on a case for the ministry. Probably to find Voldemort. I mean she is a clever girl. But I wanted to check on her to make sure everything was alright. "Excuse me sir?" "Yes Mr. Potter?" "How's my sister doing with the case?" "What case?" "The case on finding Voldemort-." "Never say that name!" "Fine. I'm just asking if it's going well." "We are doing our best to find him Mr. Potter. Now if you will excuse me. I have some things I need to do." "Does my sister have any leads on where he is?" "I'm sorry who is your sister again?" "Roxanne Black. She's not my full sister, she's half." "Is she a student here at Hogwarts?" "Yes." "We never took anyone from Hogwarts to work in the ministry this year." "But I got a letter from her saying you employed her to solve a case." "Dear boy I have no idea what you're talking about. I don't employ anyone of this age anymore. Too many accidents. Now I must go Mr. Potter. Good day to you." What the actual fuck?!
    "Harry!" I heard Ginny's voice from behind me. "Is everything ok Harry?" "My sister isn't at the ministry. She never was." "So where is she?" "I don't know." "Harry-." "What is she ran away because of her depression, or what if she was taken?!" "Now I think you're being a little mental. I'm sure she's fine." "Not good enough Ginny. This is my sister!" "Harry, she can take care of herself. Maybe Sirius decided to bring her home." "But he would've sent me a letter letting me know!" "You don't know that." "Are you telling me I don't know my Godfather?!" "Harry." "What?!" "You're screaming in a hallway. You will scare people. Your scaring me for that matter." "I just want to make sure she's alright." "Well we could trace our steps to find out where she was last seen." "Genius plan. Come with me Ginny!" "I had class in two minutes-." "It's not going to hurt you to miss one class."
I know there is a word for this, but whatever it is. It's what I was going through trying to figure out where she was. "Luna!" "Harry, why are you running?" "When was the last time you saw my sister?" "After our final class a day before she left." "Did she say where she was going?" "She might've gone to her dorm." "Is Parkinson there right now?" "She might be. But I do-." "Thanks for your help Luna!" I started running to the Slytherin common rooms while Ginny was walking behind me. "Ginny!" "I'm walking. Your manic ass can run." I wasn't paying attention to where I was running, and I bumped into Blaise. "Damn. Didn't you just get out of the hospital?" "Yeah. I did. Is Parkinson in her dorm?" "Why you want to hookup with her?" "No. I need to ask her the last place she see my sister." "I thought she went to the Ministry." "It's not important. Just tell me where Pansy is." "She's probably in the girls bathroom talking to moaning Myrtle." "Why would she be talking to her?" "Well Roxanne told Pansy that Myrtle was a great therapist. So ever since then Pansy talks to her." "Thank you for your help Blaise. Gotta run..Literally!" "Glad to help!"
    I was running towards the girls bathroom, but before I could reach it I was stopped by Ginny. "Harry!" "Ginny, I don't have time." "Harry please listen. You're going into a manic state. Maybe you just need to accept the fact that your sister decided to go off on her own. And maybe it was the best for her to leave. I could tell she wasn't happy here, and nothing really made her happy. You need to let it go." Tears started to form in my eyes. "I know Ginny. It's just that, my father doesn't like to spend time with her. After what happened before second year. If he wants to take me somewhere, and she wants to go he won't let her. The worst part is to see him favor me over her. So if she disappears like this. I get scared because I don't want her to be depressed." "It's not really something you can fix Harry. What happened to her mother is apart of her life, and she carries it with her. She's depressed because her past haunts her, and she doesn't know how to stop it. Her getting away from this place. Might be good for her to get better." Ginny wiped my tears away, and held me in her arms. "Ginny?" "Yes, Harry?" "I'm not going to go after her. I just want to know where she went. Just to make sure she's safe. Once I know where she is, I'll let her go." "Alright then. You said we needed to go to Myrtle?" "Yes." "Then she should expect our arrival any minute now." I looked at Ginny with a smile on my face, and held her hand while walking to the bathroom. I haven't told her this yet...but I really love her.