Harry

This was too perfect. Something bad had to happen. And it happened. She doesn't even remember who I am. I was finally happy and she seemed to be too. But of course it couldn't stay that way for too long. I'm Harry Potter. It's impossible to have a normal life with that damn name.
Ginny doesn't even remember her own mother, how could she remember me?
Even though she's here, I miss her. Everything we were is gone, erased in one second.

My heart wanted to scream in pain when she shook her head, confirming that she doesn't know who I am.

It's all my fault. I should have protected her. I should have shielded her before. I know she doesn't need me to fight, but we were 4 against 10. This was bound to happen.

"Harry..?" Hermione called me, as I was leaning against the wall in the hospital, outside Ginny's room.

I didn't answer.

"Harry... she will get better.."

"How could she? How could she get better Hermione? She doesn't even remember her own mother!"

"Maybe the memories will come back with the potion!" She was trying to stay positive, I know, but I couldn't let myself hope in vain.

"Did it work for Lockart?"

Hermione bit her lip for only response.

1 point for me.

"Lockhart was a professional of that spell,that was the only thing he could do, his spell was really strong. Maybe that's why nothing could reverse it."

1 point to Hermione.

"Maybe she won't even like us. Maybe she will just live a brend new life. Without us."

Now I was overthinking everything, but I couldn't help myself.

"She cannot live without you. Just the way she looked at you proved it!! She was so intrigued by you! Your name is the only one that got a reaction out of her."

"She doesn't know who I am."

"She does. Deep inside her, she knows. I saw it."

I couldn't find an answer to that, so I just stared at the floor.

"What are you gonna do?"

"What?" I looked back up at Hermione.

"About your relationship?"

"It doesn't exist anymore." I replied bitterly.

"What?!" Ron spoke up for the first time since the beginning of the conversation.

"I won't force her. She doesn't know me. Let's give her time."

"That's...wise" Hermione said in a low voice.

"Why?" Ron asked.

"Because I love her." I whispered.

***

Ginny had the right to go home two days later. The healer said that there was nothing else to do anyway. Memories, if they did, would come back at any moment, could it be in a year of two, a few months or weeks, we don't know.

So that evening, we were eating in the kitchen of the burrow. The Weasleys were trying not to overwhelm Ginny with their worry, but couldn't always keep a straight face.

"So, Ginny, do you want us to tell you a few things?" Molly proposed for the first time since the incident.

"About me?"

"If you want to, yes."

"Yeah..Why not?"

Molly smiled.

"So... you are our youngest and only daughter, you have 6 ol- 5 older brothers. You had 6."

"I had??"

Arthur decided he had to explain. "There were Bill Charlie Percy Fred and George, and Ron. Fred was George's twin."

"What happened to him?"

"He...he died during the war."

Ginny seemed genuinely sad about the loss of her unknown brother.

"War?"

"We will explain later."

"Okay.." Ginny replied. She seemed more comfortable with them now than two days ago.

"I am your father, Arthur, and-"

"Your mum, I am Molly."

"I am Ron."

"Charlie and the others will come tomorrow to see you." Arthur said.

They turned to Hermione and I. I didn't understand why, I was too focused on the way Ginny's eyes were dancing around, trying to collect every single information they could get about the people surrounding her. As always, Hermione did.

"I am Hermione Granger. I am your brother's " She pointed Ron " girlfriend, and he is my best friend." She said pointing to me.

Ginny nodded, her eyes on me.

I bravely looked in her eyes and said to her directly.

"I am Harry Potter."

***

Ginny

I turned to the guy named Harry as Hermione pointed him with her finger. I looked at him, gladly letting my eyes take in everything they could about him.

"I am Harry Potter."

That name. That beautiful voice. It sounded so familiar! I felt something in my stomach but didn't look away. I wanted him to look at me.

"Ron and Hermione are my best friends... and.." he seemed to stop himself.

"And?" It was the first time I talked to someone other than my parents since I woke up. I couldn't stop myself. I wanted to know what he had to say.

He seemed surprised, and looked me in the eye, looking somehow less nervous when he heard me talking to him.

"And I'll give you time to know me."

What? What did he mean? I furrowed my brows, he understood my incomprehension. I wanted him to explain that.

"I can talk to you whenever you want."

He had understand what I had thought. I was grateful that I didn't have to say it.

I nodded, and smiled at him. It seemed to make him happy, as he smiled at me naturally.

***

Later that night, I found him in the living room. He was looking outside the window and seemed deep in thought. I don't know if he heard me coming. I couldn't speak. I was facing his profile. He was truly handsome. He also had that lightening scar, I wondered where and how he had gotten it. I could see in his eyes that he was hiding painful things. Don't ask me why or how, I could just see it.

We stayed like that for quite some time before he turned around. My eyes met his. Oh gosh. I wasn't nervous. I felt good. He was staring at me, but it wasn't awkward. I actually liked his eyes on me. He looked sad. Not in a pathetic way. No. PIn a brave way. Because he didn't say anything. He was taking all his strength to look fine. But I knew he wasn't.

Oh man he was hot. And then, he smiled at me. Oh man that smile. Without even realizing it, I smiled back. This guy was not any guy.

"Harry!!!"

Hermione came running down the stairs. She was about to say something when she  understood that she had interrupted something.

"Oh...sorry.. I'm just gonna go."

"No it's alright Mione." Harry said.

His voice echoed in my mind.

"Yeah. Alright." I added.

"I just wanted to tell you that.. well Ron was wondering where you were."

"I'm gonna find him." He said. He looked back at me, smiled, said a little "goodnight" and disappeared in the stairs.

Hermione was smiling.