Forget The Past- Hinny fanfic

One: Ginny

I run to the restroom, locking the door behind me. I pull up my sleeve, and drag the blade across my wrist. I can't- it's too much. Ron left with Hermione and dad yesterday, and Harry is busy with his house. Mom, well she's been strong since...Fred. Gorge, he's not depressed, I think he knows how Fred would want him to be. Although I have walked in on him crying, I try to comfort him but we all know that's never been my thing. I signed up to help with Hogwarts renovations, but I doubt my parents would allow me. I figured even if they didn't I'd find a way. I rinse the blade out on the sink and then my bleeding wrists. The water burns as it touches my razor-kissed arms.

I hear a knock on the door,"Ginny? I know you're in there."

Harry

I pull down my sweater sleeve and slip my thumbs into it. I make sure there's no blood anywhere, put my blade into it's little container and stuff it in my sweater pocket. I quickly open the door,"What were you doing??"
"I was... washing my face. I had a nightmare," I lie searching his bright, green eyes.

"We don't lie to each other," he muttered. "You said you'd stop." His eyes never leaving mine, why does he care so much?!

"I said I would try, Harry! It's not my choice," I whisper back to him turning to walk away.

"I... I can't possibly understand what you're going through... I mean ... you guys were so close ... and ... look, Ginny, I can't say I know what you're feeling, but I need you to stop. You can't do that! I lost my parents, and I lost Sirius, I can't lose you too," he says holding on to the sides of my face. I my cover my face with my hands, letting out a sob. This isn't me, I don't cry.

"Don't cry! I'm sorry - I didn't mean to- I mean I did mean it- but I-" he stutters, hugging me closer.
I chuckle at his reaction to tears, my boyfriend is adorable.
"Are you laughing?" He pulls back, a smile forming. "You're laughing at me after our heart to heart?"

I sniffle and nod, conflicted on whether to make this lighthearted or keep it emotional.

"It's my fault anyway... if I'd turned myself in... Fred would be alive..." He says embracing me close to him.

"Don't say that, if you'd turned yourself in, I wouldn't have you. And I'm sorry I lied, I just can't stop. I hate myself, I could've protected him if I had finished Bellatrix off sooner, or if I'd just stayed in the room of requirement as you'd asked," I tears flowing down my eyes.

It's only six in the morning, but I can hear Mom cooking downstairs.
"You tried your best, and even if I had asked you to stay you fought. You were brave and strong, and i know for sure kicked some ass. Just, please stop cutting yourself. I'll do anything for you, just stop," he pleads, holding my face close to his.

"I-I can't do that. I promise I will try, but I can't do it on my own! Harry, I need your help... I don't want to be sad anymore," The words burn as the come out, my pride hating me for saying it. It's not untrue, i am tired of being sad, but it's not Harry's responsibility, and it's not fair of me to ask.

"I want to," He says, a sad smile playing at his face. "How about I keep it for a while? That way I know you're not using it," he suggests. "We don't have to..."
"I think you should," I nod and he kisses me, I feel like I'm going to melt. Of course I've kissed him before, but every time I do it's like I never had before. I pull the razor out, handing it to him hesitantly.

"I love you," he whispers into my ear, hugging me tighter. I pull back and wrap my arms around his neck.

"You remember that stupid crush I had on you as a kid?" He nods, smiling.

"When did you realize you felt the same way for me?" I've have been wondering this since I figured out he liked me while I was dating Dean. I can't believe I've finally got the guts to ask.

He chuckles, "I don't know. I guess it was year six, when you were with Dean. I realized I'd always disliked your choice in boyfriends and what I thought was a brotherly instinct actually wasn't... I told Ron boys liked you because you had good skin. Telling him the real reasons was too scary at the time," he pauses. "Not that Ron is scary. Don't tell him I said that." 

I laugh, "I wouldn't dare inflate his head further, his head is already on dangerous levels."
We laugh a little before I ask my next question, "why did guys like me .... why do you?"

"Unlike those other guys, Ginny, I like you for you. Not the popular girl at school, or the pretty girl from school- although I hope you know, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever met. Not my point though," he says causing me to smile.

"You're nice, and athletic," Harry starts. "I don't think there are words that are good enough to describe you."

I smile and give him a quick peck on the lips.

"You're going to go help your mum with breakfast?" He asks.

I nod,"Yeah. Be down a few minutes after me."

He nods and walks back into his and Ron's room, and I make my way to the kitchen. "Good morning, Ginny. Did you sleep well?" Mum asks as I enter the kitchen and start washing the dirty dishes.

"Yes, did you?" I respond giving her a small smile.

"Great, will you go call Harry and F- Gorge for me please?" she asks. I nod and make my way upstairs, I bump into Harry.

"Sorry, mum is looking for you," I tell him. He nods and hugs me quickly, going downstairs. I walk into Gorge's messy room, to find him sleeping soundly.

That's going to change, I laugh.

I pull my wand out of my pocket, and as I'm about to mutter my jinx, I see my brother's eyes flutter. "Ginny?" He asks in surprise.

I, however, skip the formalities, "Levicorpus!"

George flies up by his ankle, his face mixed with anger, annoyance, but best of all, amusement. "PUT ME DOWN YOU GORMLESS GIT"

I laugh, shrugging, and putting my wand down, effectively dropping him onto his bed.

"Mum needs you!" I yell as I run towards the protection of my mom and boyfriend.

"MUM GEORGE WANTS TO KILL ME!" I yell as I rush down the two flights of stairs. 

"MUM IM KILLING YOUR ONLY DAUGHTER!" George yells behind me.

By the time I make it to the kitchen, I'm breathless. George catches up to me, but we both laugh, struggling to breathe.
"Are you both done?" My mom asks, amusement clear on her face. She loves us. I nod, huffing and puffing as I cling on to Harry for dear life.

"Harry, Ginny, I need you two to go to Diagon Alley to get some stuff for me. Gorge, help me with the garden will you?" She asks him, once we're all seated and eating.

He nods and I continue eating my delicious pancakes. "Am I allowed to use magic?" Gorge asks. Mum thinks about it for a while before smiling while nodding.

"I'll go get the piece of parchment I wrote. It has the things you will need, it's for when the Grangers, Ron, and your dad get back," she explains, turning to me and Harry. He agrees immediately, clearly unable to say no to my mom, a skill that can only developed by living with her a lifetime.
"When do you want us to leave?" He asks.

"In a few minutes, when you're ready," she tells me. I nod picking up all of the dirty dishes from the table and walking to the kitchen to wash them. I'm done on under five minutes, I walk out to see Harry gone. I climb the stairs towards mine and Hermione's room where I change into a pair of jeans and my Griffindor jersey.
(A/N
So I've been wanting to post that for a while and I wrote it when I was on that one episode where Violet "tries" to commit suicide and "fails" in American Horror story. Which is why I put tht in there. Idk I just thought that was cute <comment if you know what I'm talking about>. Umm ya hope you liked my first chapter.
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO THE ONE AND ONLY J. K. ROWLING. WHO RUINED MY LIFE WITH DEATHLY HOLLOWS.
~Smartie
P. s. I'm not English I'm American so I will mess up a lot. Sorry.)