Hinny, A Beginning (BOOK 1 OF HINNY THROUGH THE YEARS)

The Loss

I don't own any of the characters. All credit goes to the Epic J.K. Rowling of course and always.

Harry

Next day, I woke up a bit tired still. My body felt a little heavy and i wanted to sleep more. Ron basically wrecked my brain awake and I did so. We changed into our robes and headed downstairs. The common room was empty and we figured, everyone'd gone for breakfast. We headed straight down and it was already seven-thirty. We spotted Hermione almost in the middle of the Gryfindor table, lost in an issue of the Daily Prophet. When we sat, I took a spot opposite her and Ron sat beside her. For a moment, i looked around the table and didn't find a sight of Ginny. She was usually having breakfast with us now but I wasnt sure whether she already came and left or she never came. The spot beside me, was however filled.

Cho looked at Ron and Hermione and grinned at them. She smiled up at me and i returned it. For some reason, i was uneasy. I remembered last night clearly and it was strange but I wasnt in a whirlwind of romantic emotions, I was just worried about her. She told me about her past emotions for me but never made it hard for me to handle. We just talked but I still felt strange when I left.

"Hermione, have you seen Ginny?" I found myself asking. I could feel Cho's eyes on me and i matched them with a small smile.

"Actually, yes." Hermione nodded, "She said she has to catch up with work in the library so she won't be coming for breakfast."

"Oh, alright."

"Why do you ask?"

"Er, we had some D.A stuff to talk about."

"What D.A stuff?" Hermione inquired further.

"Erm, what to teach next. She gives me ideas but so far... nothing." I wasnt sure if I was supposed to tell them what Ginny and i were doing, so I came up with best excuse to find her.

"Well, we can meet her after classes hopefully and you can talk to her then." Hermione spoke, drinking her coffee. I nodded. I had to make conversation with Cho. I could feel her fierce eyes on me.

"So, erm, what class do you have?"

"Harry, we have potions together." Cho scurnched a brow at my tumbling mind.

After an excruciatingly awkward breakfast, we headed to out class. We were dismissed a bit early from class and when we passed the corridor, we sat through the open pillar formed classroom.

"Assignment parchments on werewolves, due by the end of next class. Please don't forget." Umbridge spoke, turning to the table behind her. I saw Ginny behind her, fixing her bag and as everyone filed out. I was going to talk to her when Umbridge's figure stood by her and she stood with a bowed head and talked to her. Ron tugged for me to leave and I did.

A monster who totured her in front of the entire Ministry now spoke over her head. That must've been the worst thing for someone to live with.

I was at the room of requirements around seven and waited for her to show. She did after half hour, head dropped, bag tugged at her shoulder and body in a pants and shirt. Her tie was loose and untied, hanging around her neck like Ron's usually did by the end of the day. Sometimes, these two could be suggested as twins. Not by face but by habits.

She looked up, reaching the mirror and gave me a smile, setting the bag on the desk. I worried that I messed something up. I wished there was nothing and we could just get back to our training.

"What?" She asked, taking off her robe.

"Er, nothing. Um, you're late."

"Yeah, sorry. Stuck with Umbridge."