The waiting game was harder than it looked. The day after everyone's testimonies were heard they had to look at everything through again. And that's how Harry Potter was still waiting for his sentence.Ginny sat on the sofa in the spare room they gave Harry, trusting that the hero wouldn't go running off. Her head was dizzy from since this morning but it was getting worse from all of his screaming. He was pacing around the room, yelling and cursing, his hand buried in his hair, tugging at it harshly. She didn't have tears in her eyes but somehow her eyes were stinging, and the cold was getting to her, making her shiver."How dare you do this, Ginny ? All this time ?" He looked at her with disbelief in his eyes and she felt something similar to shame. "You were the only person that I could trust in this fucking place and you did this to me ?" He yelled down at her, coming closer and lifting her up harshly by her forearm."Stop yelling at me, Harry, it won't change anything. Yes I took you memories." She said back, her harsh tone not affecting him anymore, not when he's so enraged."I did what I had to, to protect us, to protect you and yet you never noticed how Ron treated me, never noticed the bruises he was leaving on me ?" She yelled back, her face red form anger. Yes, she tried to get the topic off his memory loss. "You're so obsessed with Hermione that you didn't even see that."This was never about her, Ginny, not about Ron, not about me it was always about you." He was defiantly leaving his handprint on her skin. "You're sick and vile just like your damned brother and I hope he rots in Azkaban just like I should."Ginny pushed at him aggressively and he stumbled a bit, letting go of her arm. "Come on, hero, save the day, go and make everything alright again." She spit at him. "Go and beg her to forgive you,  beg her to take you back like a lost puppy who always seeks for home-"Ginny was ready to yell out more but got cut off by a familiar stinging feeling on her cheek, her words dying in her throat quickly. She grazed her now-red cheek with her trembling fingers and then chuckled, looking at him. He was breathing heavily, hand still raised.