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Ginny stood on the bridge looking out over the water, the clear night was cool, causing Neville to shiver, pulling his cardigan tighter around his neck. He found her there often, whenever she could sneak past the death eaters that were running the school now. He knew she was always looking for a sign of Harry. Anything to know he was alright.

“Ginny.” He called to her, she jumped slightly, not expecting the company.

“I thought you were- nevermind. What’re you doing out here?”

“What’re you doing out here?” He raised an eyebrow at her. They had taken to bickering lately.

“I asked you first.” She pointed an accusing finger at him.

“Looking for you.” He admitted, and her face soften. He moved to join her, gripping the open window and looking out. He was staring at the moon’s reflection in the water. “Anything?”

“Nothing.” She frowned, and leaned against his shoulder. Out of all the time he’d known her, this scene broke his heart. She was always so strong, but since Harry left, she seemed so fragile. “Neville what if-“

“He’s not dead.” He assured her. They had this talk everytime he found her here.

“Stop it. What if he is though?”

“Then I’ll take care of you.” 

“You’ve already done so much, changed so much. Look at you, your eye.” She reached up to touch it slightly, but he moved away.

“My eye is fine!” His outburst caused her to recoil, he places his hands on her shoulders. “Listen to me, Harry’s fine, he’ll be back, any day now. I promise you.”

“Why is it you’re the strong one now?” She looked at him, and bit her lip.

“Someone has to be strong for you.” What she did next took him by surprise, but he didn’t stop it. She shrugged his hands off her shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer connecting their lips. His arms encircled her waist closing any gap between them. It was over as fast as it started, she pulled away, her face flushed.

“Goodnight Neville.” She hurried past him.

“Goodnight.” He said, still confused as to what happened, he returned to his stance at the window. That’s when he heard a strange call from hogsmeade. Potter was spotted. 

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