Return My Love - Hinny

Chapter 4

"No luck with Ginny Harry, she seems so in the clouds" Luna said softly. "I'll keep trying" Luna said positively. I sighed and nodded. I really wanted Ginny to have a good experience at Hogwarts.

Ginny Weasley was the last thing on my mind after that conversation. It wasn't deliberate. I found out that I could talk to snakes and this seemed to make everyone hate me. Luna continued to give me updates on how her 'friendship' with Ginny was going but that stopped when the chamber of secrets was first opened. A chamber under the school with a beast that only the heir of Slytherins can control. It had attacked Mrs. Norris and petrified her. Everyone thought it was me. "Don't listen to them Harry, they just want someone to blame" Hermione said to me with a sigh. I nod but I am still distracted by the stares that I get more than usual more like glares. I hate that. And I hate the attention.

"I will always be that weird kid that they blame everything on, I'm not evil. I wouldn't petrify an innocent" I mutter. They don't know what to say so I walk off and go back to the Gryffindor tower. Ginny runs up the stairs with chicken feathers all over her once she notices me walk in. I shrug and walk upstairs to my dormitory.
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About a week later I go to see mHagrid at his hut. He makes me tea. He has a sad look on his face, something is bothering him. "Hagrid, is something wrong?" I ask.

"It's just, some type of animal has attacked my chickens" Hagrid says sadly. I am than reminded of Ginny coming into the common room with herself covered in chicken feathers. I decide I shouldn't say anything until I know the truth.

"That's horrible Hagrid, do you know what type of animal it could have been?" I ask. Maybe I was protecting her in some way. I saw her next when I came back from Hagrid's, she was sitting on a chair alone. She was reading a book.

"Ginny" i said softly. She jumps when she hears my voice and she goes a bright red.

"Hi Harry" she said whilst blushing. It was kind of cute. I sit on the chair next to her.

"Why were you covered in chicken feathers last night?" I ask her. A look of confusion crosses her face and then a look of realisation. She sighs.

"I don't know, I sleep walk I think... I woke up and I was covered in feathers" she said. I scanned her face she had a look that suggested she was unsure.

"Are you sure Gin?" I ask. She blushed when I said her nickname.

"Well no" she said with a sigh. "I think I'm sleep walking but I also lose time in weird parts of the day, do you think I'm sick?" She asked with concern in her voice. I shake my head.

"Perhaps it is just sleep walking"