Harry and I decided it best to leave our classes early for the day to get settled into our own Head boy and Head Girl dorms."You know at first I always thought it was weird to let a boy and girl room together by themselves...but then I thought that it must not have been a huge concern because the head boy and girl are like huge rule-abiding freaks." Harry said as he tossed a hacky-sac into the air and caught it
"Hey!" I said and lifted my eyes from my book "We're not rule abiding freaks!"
"Well, I mean you used to be." he teased and I threw a pillow at his head
"Harry!" I yelled "If we weren't friends, I definitely would've hexed you for that."
"Well, you did throw a pillow at my head."He mused "so why don't we just call it even?"
I laughed and shook my head. "Prat." I muttered under my breath, but loud enough that I knew he heard me.
"I did want to ask you something though." Harry said and suddenly grabbed my hand and led me to the couch and sat. "Have you talked to Ginny recently?"
"Er—no, not that I can recall anyways. Why do you ask?" I said with concern
"She seems...different." He said and then paused before continuing "I don't even think it her, really. And I know that's cheesy 'it's not you it's me', but after the war, I'm just not the same person I used to be."
I placed my hand on top of his reassuringly "Harry, that's completely understandable. I mean, you can't expect to go through something like that and be fine." I said, though I didn't know how I managed to stay so calm because I was also worried that Ginny had said something to him earlier to upset him, and I could already feel my fists clenching up.
"I know, but it doesn't seem right for me to feel bad for myself when all I caused was a wizarding war. If only I had died with my parents, things would've been much easier."
Now, I knew that the only way to help him, would be to get his mind off all of this negative thinking.
"Come on, Harry." I said "let's go to Hogsmeade."
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Regrets & Realizations
FanfictionReturning back for her seventh year was hard enough as it was, but even harder than that was admitting that her feelings for Harry had changed.