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A/N: I had my try in angst with RW/HG ship but I really want to have an angst/tragedy fic about Harry and Ginny, kind of a sick wish from my behalf. So I hope you'd like it…so here it goes…

Chapter One

The Day We Parted

Her eyes were tears stricken. Her hair was wet from the rain and so were her clothes. She stood at the entrance to a small yet cozy bedroom. She made a movement and the man that was standing with his back to her jump and turned around.

"You really are going to do this?" her voice was hoarse from crying and the lump in her throat wasn't helping either. "You're really leaving?"

"It something that I have to do." he turned back to the folded shirts on his bed and placed them one by one in the trunk beside it. He turned to her again and saw her tears pouring down her cheeks. "Please try and understand me, Ginny, I can't give up on something like that. It's a once in a life time opportunity."

"I love you." she choked on her words and watched him freeze and turning to face her. "Don't go I love you."

"Ginny you're upset you don't know what you're talking about." He walked over to where she was standing and looked down at her. "I told you I can't change this."

"I love you, Harry." she raised her hands and cupped his cheeks. "I love you, so much." She pulled him down to her and brushed her lips on his. "I love you." She tried to kiss him again but he took her hands away from his face.

"Please Ginny-"

"Tell me you love me Harry. I know you do. We're not just friends we share something. We have a bond! We love each other. You love me and I love you." She looked at him with panicked eyes and kept crying. "Tell me you love me."

"Don't do this Ginny."

"You love me I know you do. You love so much that you won't leave. You'll stay here in England with me and we'll love each other forever and we'll have children and grow old." He stared at her with awe and felt his mouth dry. "Go on then, tell me you love me."

"I can't do this to you Ginny; I don't want to hurt you." She shook her head violently and smiled at him.

"You can never hurt me, Harry, you love me and you will never hurt me. And I will never get hurt by you-"

"You already are Ginny; I'm hurting you right now!"

"Were like in our song you that Harry? You don't understand what I'm telling you. Remember our song?" she didn't wait for him to answer and began to sing in a sad voice. "Michelle, ma belle. These are words that go together well, my Michelle." She smiled at him and whipped the tears from her cheeks and looked at Harry with shinning eyes. "Michelle, ma belle. Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble, Très bien ensemble."

"Stop Ginny! Enough! I have to go!" he took a hold of her arms and shook her violently.

"NO! You can't leave! You said you loved me! Why are you doing this to me?" she fell out of his grasp and on to the ground and rocked. "Why don't you love me, Harry?"

With that question Harry fell to the ground and set next to Ginny. He wrapped his arms around her and Ginny snuggled to his chest.

"Don't leave me. Don't go Harry. I love you so much I'll give you anything you want. Anything. Just don't leave me." she cried and Harry stroked her hair and rocked with her on the floor. "I can't live without you. There's no me without you."

"Its okay, Gin." He reassured her and felt his own eyes give in to tears. "It will all be okay." He knew this would happen as soon as he declared his intentions to leave England. Ron told him that Ginny was ill but he didn't know that it was this bad. "Do you want to here our song?" he felt her nod and heard her sob silently and happily. "I love you, I love you, I love you. That's all I want to say. Until I find a way I will say the only words I know that you'll understand." He cried as he saw that she was fast asleep and he whipped his face with the sleeves of his jumper. He lifted himself up and held Ginny in his hands and laid her on his bed.

He finished packing quietly and wrote a quick note and left it on the bedstead. He kissed her temple one more time before he took his trunk and walked out of the room and apparted away.

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