Harry took a deep breath and walked back outside to the garden. "Wimgardem Levoisa!" With a swish and flick of his wand, Ginny was levitated off the ground.

Ginny shrieked loudly and dropped the spade in her hands.  "Harry! Put. Me. Down!"

"No," Harry said calmly.

"Yes!" She screamed back. "Put me down now or I will hex you into the next century."

"No, you look terrible it looks like you haven't eaten or slept in ages. So, if you won't rest by yourself I'm going to have to force you." Harry said as she began to slowly walk backward and into the house.

"Leave me be! I don't want to talk to you!" Ginny contained to thrash through the air but in made no change.

"Then don't talk." Harry shrugged.

"I don't even want to see you!" Ginny spat at him. 

"Then don't look at me," Harry said all this with great nagging simplicity in his voice that only aggravated Ginny more. She made many obscene finger gestures at him and was muttering swears under her breath. 

Harry slowly but surely brought her into the house up the stairs to her room where he then let her fall on the bed. He walked out and closed the door.

Leaning against the wall across from Ginny's door Harry waited. Sure enough Ginny slowly but surely was sneaking out the door, not expecting Harry to be standing there waiting.

Harry pointed at her door, "In."

 She made an aggravated scream before she stomped back into her room. Harry went back downstairs and scavenged the whole kitchen for food. Once he found a few pieces of bread, turkey, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, mayo, and mustard. It did look horrible and sloppy once Harry had finished.

He put it on a plate and brought up to Ginny who was sitting stubbornly with her arms crossed. She looked up when Harry walked in. She looked at the sandwich in disgust.

"Listen," Harry said, " I know it looks awful but I'm not leaving until you eat it."

Ginny grabbed the sandwich aggressively and took a bite. Her eyes got bigger and she instantly devoured the sandwich in minutes.

Once the sandwich was gone Harry looked at her and said, "Now sleep."

Harry closed the door quietly and walked to Ron's room. He entered and saw Hermione peering out the window anxiously.

"Where has she gone? I don't see her!" Hermione was wringing her handstand chewing her lip again.

"Hermione? Will you please give it a rest?" Ron asked flicking his Quiddich Through The Ages page. 

"No Ron, she isn't out there what if she passed out or she was taken." Hermione reprimanded. 

"She was taken," Harry said. They both turned around and looked at him. Harry didn't have much time to bask in the shock of their panicked faces.

"WHAT!?" Ron roared. Hermione was just sitting stunned in the corner.

"Yeah, I took her up to her room," Harry said laughing at their reactions.

Hermione sighed in relief and sank back down into the bed.

Ron on the other hand... He got up his face scarlet with anger. He jabbed Harry multiple times in the chest. "DONT. YOU.EVER.DO.SOMETHING.LIKE.THAT.AGAIN! And since when did I tell you that you could talk to Ginny!"

"Ronald," Hermione yelled, "Calm down. Harry, can you tell us what happened?"

"Sure," Harry said. He recounted everything with the levitation and the sandwich. Ron looked less angry once Harry had explained.

Hermione stood up and announced, "I'm going to go check on her."

With the door still cracked, open Hermione left the room in awkward silence and Ron and Harry didn't look at each other.

A few minutes later Hermione returned and put her fingers to her lips. "She's asleep. How did you do that?"

"Bloody hell, Harry. You made her sleep?" Ron asked.

"Yeah, I'm shocked she listened to me," Harry said looking down at his wand that was still in his fist.

"I'm am too. She hates you. After you didn't come back she hardly spoke." Ron said in a harsh tone.

"Well, she barely talked to me," Harry said his voice shrinking.

"Alright Harry, thank you for helping her, but, I don't want to going anywhere near Ginny from now on. You really hurt her. I'm not allowing you to hurt her again." Ron declared

"But Ron-"

"No buts Harry. I won't stand for it." He said with a firm nod.

"Ron, I-" Harry stared again but Ron had already marched out the room.

"I- I love her."

Harry finished weakly. The only person who heard him was Hermione. Harry sunk into his camp bed miserably. Hermione sat next to him. She put her arm around his shoulders.

"I'll try to talk to him. But even if he does come around you're going to have to let Ginny come to you." She whispered.

"I know. She hates me though." Harry sighed flicking his wand down onto the pillow.

"She does not hate you, Harry, she is just hurt," Hermione explained gently.

"At least you're in a relationship," Harry muttered his voice envious.

Hermione sighed and looked at Harry. "I never said it was easy. Dating isn't all sunshine and rainbows. It doesn't matter who you're with. Love takes time. We all just need some time to heal." 

"I feel you." Harry smiled, but it wasn't very convincing. 

"Don't worry Harry, she'll come around. We all will, the war was hard on all of us. Especially the Weasley's, so you just need to be patient and soon enough there will be plenty of little Potter babies you and Ginny made tormenting Hogwarts." Hermione laughed light giving him a tight squeeze around the shoulders.

Harry didn't say anything he nearly nodded and watched Hermione walk from the room. Then giving a large exhale he laid down in the bed willing himself not to cry.