Left Behind 3: Curses

Vigilante

This was initially going to be two chapters, but I decided to put them together into one big double chapter. I hope you like the choice. 

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Day 7

"Harry," said Ginny.

"What?" asked Harry.

"We should believe Hermione and Fred."

Harry's head swung round to look Ginny in the eyes.

He was already starting to believe his friends story...hell he had started to believe long ago-now the guilt was beginning to eat at him thinking about what he had allowed Draco to go through if he was indeed on their side fighting for them and protecting Hermione.

When harry said nothing Ginny continued.

"She told me about what happened to her at the manor."

Harry raised an eyebrow at that and tried to school his face when he wanted to scowl. Hermione was supposed to be his best friend. Why had she felt more comfortable talking with Ginny.

You know why, his mind answered. Its Because you wouldn't listen.

"Okay," said Harry and Ginny came to sit next to him on his bed.

"I know you're upset about all this Harry," she said and she tucked his hair behind his ear. "It's not your fault that you didn't know or didn't believe. You had ever reason not to....we all did, but it's been a week and she still feels the same."

"I know..." said Harry shaking his head.

"We can't keep her locked in her room," said Ginny. "You know it's wrong."

"She's a danger to herself and others," said Harry and he hated the way the words sounded coming from his mouth. Hermione was his friend...

"Do you hear yourself?" asked Ginny. "This is your friend you are talking about."

"I..." Harry's face crumpled. "I know."

"Then let her out."

"If we give her a wand she's just going to go to him."

She leaned into Harry and kissed his cheek.

"Remind her that we are here for her and her friends. Maybe then we can convince her that going after Draco isn't the smartest idea while this whole war is going on."

"You're right," said Harry.

"I often am," said Ginny with a little bit of that mischievous smile that her brothers were known for. Her mood shifted as she looked into his eyes. "Kiss me Harry," she said softly. "Let forget about the war for a little while."

Harry did kiss her then, until there was nothing else in the world except each other.

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Ron sat at the fireplace on the second floor of the house, far away from everyone else.

"She's gone mental," he said to the face in the flames.

"It's not her fault," said Lavender Brown. "Think about everything she's gone through Ron-won."

"I'm surprised you're taking her side," he said almost in a snap.

"Don't get mad at me," she said pouting.

"You're right...I'm sorry," he apologized. "It's just...it's like she's not even the same person anymore. It's like she forgot everything that we were."