Ginny's P.O.V.
The day Harry arrives I hide in my room. I watch he, Ron, and Hermione argue about something. Probably something that I can't know. I hate it when they do that.
Ron turns his head and sees me looking out the window. I run and lay in my bed. I hear Ron's footsteps. My door burst open and a disheveled Ron comes in.
"Ginny," he said, his voice horse, "Look, you need to stop making Harry upset about breaking up with you."
"Why? He's the one who did it? And Ron, you need to tell me what he's up to right now."
"That's the problem Ginny, he won't tell us. We know is he's about to do something incredibly stupid, and he won't tell us what. All we know is that he's doing the thing that Dumbledore's letter told him to before he died. He won't even show us the letter.
"And, he needs to do it soon, we know that too. We also know that the only thing that could stop him from doing it is you. So you can't make him feel bad about ditching you."
"Ron, he should feel bad, look at me. I'm-"
He cut me off, "Ginny, I need you to listen to me. Harry's already upset before he broke up with you. He doesn't have a family, Dumbledore's dead. You saw him, didn't you? He was crying all night. He thinks it's all his fault. He's hasn't said a single word since he got here."
"What?"
"That's right so please stop, we have bigger fish to fry than this. Lupin's with him right now. He's stressed, sad, guilty, and so many more terrible emotions. Everything is bad right now in his mind, so just stop."
With that he turned out the door and walked downstairs.
