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Battlefield by ewsoucf7

Format: One-shot
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 1,186

Rating: 15+
Warnings: Mild Violence, Sensitive Topic/Issue/Theme

Genres: Drama, Romance, Angst
Characters: Ginny
Pairings: Harry/Ginny

First Published: 04/02/2012
Last Chapter: 04/04/2012
Last Updated: 04/04/2012


For EverMalfoy's Taylor Swift Song Quotes Challenge. Stunning Banner by BitterHeart @ TDA
Imagine not being able to reveal that you love someone. Imagine the person you love not knowing whether you love them. Imagine then, that person dying. This is the reality that faces Ginny Weasley during the battle of Hogwarts...

Chapter 1: Battlefield

This was for EverMalfoy's Taylor Swift Song Quotes Challenge. The quote I was given was:

"Never let nobody see him cry
I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine
" - Taylor Swift. I'd Lie.

I hope you enjoy this, and please leave a review if you can. =]

      I was very happy to be released from the prison that was the room of requirement, though admittedly I knew I had shown it too. Harry told me that I must return as soon as he had finished in there. I agreed solemnly. I knew he was doing it for my protection, but I couldn’t stand not fighting whilst everyone else was. It was tearing me apart not knowing where everyone was. I had fought in the department of mysteries, did that not count?

      I pouted slightly as I waited outside the room. The corridor that surrounded me was quiet…eerily quiet. My eyes darted from one end to the other, yet each time I found nothing. I shivered. It really was creepy up here. I looked back to the wall where the room of requirement was hidden. Harry had been in there a while now. I looked back down to the other end of the corridor. It seemed silly sitting here, waiting, and doing nothing. I looked once more to the wall. There was still no sign of the room of requirement.

      This was it, my chance to escape the cell. I turned around quickly to check I wasn’t being watched. When I saw nothing I ran as quickly as I could to fight, defend and help. I ran through the corridors as fast as I could, stopping for no one. I was looking for my family. I listened closely for any sign of where they were, until I saw a group of redheads in the great hall. I sighed deeply, all the panic leaving my body leaving nothing but determination. I seemed to be looking at them a little too long as I saw a spell miss me by inches. I drew my wand and begun the fight against the evil that had penetrated the castle. Harry was in the back of my mind. I could not show how much he meant to me. I knew the danger it would put me in. My heart ached. Actually no, my whole body ached. I was tired now. I needed to rest. I was already exhausted. Despite my exhaustion, I continued to duel the Death Eater in front of me for a little while longer, until our battle was interrupted by a high pitch voice. The voice made me feel sick. It was an awful feeling.

      I listened carefully as the voice commanded his troops to retreat and told Harry not to be a coward. I gulped loudly. I wanted to scream at the voice, to tell him that Harry was no coward. I was prepared to defend him to the death. I loved him. I noticed a group of eyes staring at me, whispering in hushed voices. They looked terrified. I glanced toward them, until I noticed what they were surrounding. I looked down at the lifeless body of my brother. I stared unblinkingly for an eternity, walking over to them. I knelt down besides him and closed his eyes gently as silent tears fell down my face. I felt an arm being placed around me gently, as I was lifted up. I did not care whose arm it was, I just followed them silently to a corner of the room and sat, tears streaming form my already swollen eyes. I glanced at the stranger next to me. Hermione’s soft brown eyes looked into mine. She opened herself up and gave me a comforting embrace. Neither of us said a word until we parted. I rubbed my eyes, and wiped away the tears from my face.

      The battle was only ceased temporarily. I walked back over to Fred, who looked as though he was sleeping. I looked to my family who were helping with the clean up. I inhaled deeply. Now was not the time to grieve. I looked back to Fred, and told him that I would return shortly. I turned my back and walked away until my eyes settled on a young girl who was crying. I sat down next to her and gently patted her back as she cried into my shoulder. I couldn’t help but think of Harry. I wished it was him sat next to me, but I knew Harry wouldn’t cry. No matter how bad things got for him, he didn’t cry. I wished he was alright. Nobody had seen him since he had left the room of requirement. I felt uneasy. I felt something brush past me. I turned around quickly, my wand clutched tightly at my side. I saw nothing.

      My heart raced. I wandered whether that was Harry. I had definitely felt something move behind me. I wanted to shout at him, to tell him I loved him. I wanted to scream at him not to leave me here. He didn’t have to go. Why was he so stupid? He didn’t have to go to Voldemort. I was prepared to fight. We’d all fight for him. Why was he leaving? I walked to where he had passed, but nothing stirred. He had already gone. I could not take it. I felt as though my heart was being ripped from my chest. I grabbed the young girl and commanded her to follow me. I ran back to Ron and Hermione.

“He’s gone. Harry’s gone!” I wanted to cry. My world was crashing down around me, my walls were caving, yet nobody was doing anything to stop them. Ron and Hermione looked at me helplessly. I knew there was nothing they could do, but they could at least try. I screeched at the two of them, until finally I was gently moved by my father. I buried my head in his chest, thinking about all of the things I should have said to Harry before he had gone. Did he know I loved him? Did he know I would fight for him a thousand times over just to get one more second with him?

      I cried for an eternity, until finally there was noise outside. I hadn’t even noticed how quiet the castle had been until I heard the noise approaching. Many people glanced around, hoping someone would give a clue as to where the noise was coming from. Finally Kingsley opened the doors of the great hall to reveal the source. A sea of Death Eaters entered the Great Hall, Lord Voldemort at the helm. Harry was thrown in the middle of the Great Hall. I didn’t care who knew that I loved him now. I didn’t care what danger I was in. I wanted him to be alive, but there he was, unmoving on the floor. He had gone. I loved him, and he’d gone. I didn’t even say goodbye.

My heart shattered.

I cried for him. I cried for the two of us. He never cried. I did.