Chapter 2

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It's been getting better at the burrow lately. People are talking more often than usual and the Weasleysare getting ready to move on. At least that's what Ginny thinks,it's not like she can read minds. Thefirst month was the hardest, coming
to terms with reality, crying till she could cry no more, missing Fred, Lupin, Tonks, even Collin Creevey and Lavender Brown. She herd while out for some fresh air that Snape was a good guy but she didn't believe it, not without proof.

Even worse than being sad was seeing her family mope, knowing thatthere was nothing any of them could do.

Ginny stands up. It's about time her family walked across the metaphorical bridge they've been building over their tear river the past two months. They were ready they just needed a little push. But what? Ginny thought the news of Hogwarts finally fixed might've been that push but it wasn't.

She groans and flops onto her bed. She tries to change the subject of her thoughts but that brings her to the other problem the oneshe doesn't want to admit because it makes her feel week,clingy and too "girly". The thing is every time she tries to change her thoughts from her current situation her mind goes to Harry, the feel of his lips on hers, the warmth of his body, all those times they were alone feeling like the only two people in the world. And when she tried to change her thoughts again her mind wandered to the last time she saw him, He, Ron and Hermione were walking to who knows wear (Ron won't tell them he says he will do it with Harry and Hermione) and Ginny could swear she saw him look at her. Not that it matters, he's probably moved on, but then again he dumbed her for her own safety so maybe he hasn't. Her hand moves to a photo frame on her bedside table. She picks it up and looks at it. She enchanted it so it shows the beholder who theyneed to see most at the time. Last year it was Ron,Harry and Hermione. Lately it's been Fred. She staresat it and sees Harry looking at her. Her heart leaps and she blushes. She hastily puts the photo frame back on her bedside table, her cheeks returning to their normal colour. She sighs. Some emotion are too hard to control.

All of a sudden she heard a bang. She runs downstairs, the noise is coming from the door. Who could be visiting at this time? She opens the Door just as the rest of the Weasleys come down. They all gasp when they see their unexpected guest.

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A/N wow finally finished this chapter (there was a lot of drama involved in the making) thanks you for reading, comments your thoughts. I hoped you enjoyed. I'll post the next chapter as soon as I can.

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