Good and Broken [Harry + open]

[Ron Weasley]

Ron Weasley entered the common room from the dorms with some caution. Nobody seemed to be about at this late hour, everyone sleeping. He himself could not sleep. He did not know why. He wasn't dreaming, and there were no thoughts running through his head. So it was a mystery even to him why he could not sleep.

He hadn't bothered to wake Harry. And entered the common room alone. He sat down in a chair facing the fire that gave off a warm glow. He noticed that he had not taken school bag upstairs with him, and it sat untouched on the table where, earlier, he had attempted his homework. Maybe thats why he couldn't sleep. He didn't finish his homework. But that didn't bother him before. Well, in any case, he might as well try to do it again. That would put him to sleep for sure.

He reached over and pulled the bag towards him. Taking out his quill and ink, and his unfinished potions homework. Potions. One of his least liked classes. He didn't even know what was going on in that dreadful class today. What did they do? This was not working.

He put that back in the bag and took out his Transfiguration essay. Maybe he could try to finish that. He was fairly alright with that class. Well sorta. He reviewed what he had written already and began writing more.

[Harry Potter]

Harry Potter rolled in his sleep. He was once agian dreaming. Far away, The Dark Lord Voldemort was up to something. Something he thought no one else knew about. Harry tossed agian. He was in the Boys Dormitiory of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardy. Shareing the dormitiory with 17 year old Harry was His Best friend Ron weasley,Neville Longbottom,Semus Finnagian and a few others.

Harry Moaned and muttered in his sleep. He pulled his blanket up closer to his neck as he rolled onto his side. He rolled and was to close to the side of the bed. He fell to the wooden floor with a crash. Jolting awake, he sat up. He was covered in sweat as he stood up and place his blakets back on the bed.

Feeling on his night table, He located his glasses and placed them on his face. Treading softly to the table with the water pitcher, he wet a wash cloth and wiped his face. He stared at his reflection in the window for a few moments before turning away. He noticed than Ron was not in his bed so he quietly walked over to the door.

Opening the door just enough for him t get through, He Stepped out and walked down the stairs. Walking to the table where Ron was sitting, he sat down in one of the arm chairs. Reaching for his bag, he pulled his bag twords him and removed his Tranfiguration Essay. Dipping his quil in ink, he turned to Ron. "Do you think Hermione will lot us look at hers?" He said Mentioning Their other friend Hermione Granger.

[Ron Weasley]

"I sure hope so" he said looking up as Harry entered. At least he wasn't the only one who hadn't finished his homework. And hopefully Hermione would look over they're essays. And fix them. If she did, they were almost guaranteed an A. That would be good. Sometimes Ron wondered if the teachers ever noticed that one day, Ron and Harry's homework wouldn't be the best, but the next they were perfect. If they did, they didn't say anything.

"What are you doing up?" he asked looking at Harry. He looked panic stricken. And sweaty. But he seemed fine when Ron exited the dorm. Ron hoped he hadn't woken Harry. That wasn't what he wanted to do.

[Harry Potter]

"No Reason" Harry Said Shrugging, "Couldn't Sleep." He Looked back down at his Parchment and began writeing. He dipped his Quil into the ink pot every few sentances. After about 20 miniutes of writeing, he set down his Quil and yawned. He reached up to itch his forehead. Yawning slightly agian, he looked at his essay.

He could Tell their was some stuff missing and some misspellings but he knew That if Hermione Was goin to look over them, She'd fix it. Putting his Essay back in his bag Harry Pulled out his Potions Homework. Looking at it disgustedly, he began to work...

[Ron Weasley]

Ron just shrugged. Not wanting to push his friend farther. Harry was still on edge from Dumbledore's death last year. They all were. But as Harry had witnessed it, he was more affected by it. And he was really close to the late headmaster.

Ron worked on his essay. Barely knowing what he was writing. Trying hard to remember what had happened in class that day. Finally, he had finished. Or so he thought. Hopefully it wasn't so bad that he would have to redo it because it was off topic.

He pulled out his potions homework. He cursed under his breath. Potions was his worst class. Even if Snape wasn't teaching it anymore. Before, he just thought it was because of Snape. But no he really knows how bad he is. Hopefully he will do well enough this year to graduate.

[Ginny Weasley]

Her long red hair was pulled up just so she could run. Ginny Weasley's heart was racing, but it happened to be for a good reason. She had been for the past nights unable to sleep, so deciding to do something about it, she would sneak out and run in the forest. She knew it wasn't safe, and it could have major consequences, but she didn't care at least not when she was out there.

The stars were shining brightly overhead in the pitch black sky. The echoing of her old tattered sneakers as they hit the ground, seemed compatible with the deep green treetops over her head. But it still couldn't replace that fact that her mind had stopped racing with the thoughts of her nightmares, and the only thing she could think about was the loud beat of her heart.

But as Ginny reached the final clearing in her run, and she could see the castle in the distance, she slowed down her pace to a jog. The horrible thing about going back, was that she would have to once again face reality. Taking a deep breath as the distance between her and the entrance door decreased, she quietly crept in.

This had to be the hardest part of the whole night, and had the greatest risk of getting caught. As she walked up the grand staircase, as quiet as possible to not wake the paintings. Then her floor came, letting out a breath of relief she walked to the paining and muttered the password. Little did she know that both her brother and Harry were on the other side. Until that is, the portrait door swung open and it seemed all eyes were on her.

[Harry Potter]

Harry looked up sharply when he heard the Common room door open. Who would be out this late at night? He thought, of course He, Ron, and Hermione often snuck out after hours but were always back before midnight. It was now almost 3:30 AM and he had finished his Potions Homework. However, he was unprepared to see Who had opened the door. He looked at the door in a state of shock.

Ginny Weasly was the last person he had thought to sneak out. Although Ginny's older brothers, Fred and George and Ron, were often troublemakers, Ginny Weasly never disobeyed orders unless she felt she needed to. Recovering enough from his shock to even speak, he opened his mouth ad uttered they only words he could find. "Why are you out?"

[Ron Weasley]

Ron's head and eyes moved in unison with Harry. He could almost feel them thinking the same thing. Nobody usually snuck out. Although Harry, Ron and Hermione did it, they had an invisibility cloak to cover them. Although they were getting too tall to fit all three of them. But that was besides the point. As far as the three of them knew, Harry was the only one with an Invisibility cloak.

Ron would never had thought that Ginny would sneak out. Of all people. And she looked hot and sweaty. Like she was running. From someone or something. But if that was the case, it would almost be guaranteed that a teacher would burst in after her. And that did not come. "Ginny! What are you doing out of bed? And out of the common room for that matter."

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny's eyes landed on Ron and Harry. She chewed on her bottom lip as she looked between the two. Endless excuses ran through her mind. things that she could say to cover up that she'd been running. Although it was probably plainly obvious. Both boys were looking at her waiting for some kind of explanation, so with one last look between the two she decided to walk.

"Would you believe me if I said I was doing nothing?" she asked a small grin on her lips. She knew it wasn't funny, although they didn't know that she had been sneaking out over countless of nights. "Well I'm out of bed because its morning time and most people do wake up," she said as she glanced down at the watch that said 3:35. "I was out of the common room because, er, I was running" she said as smooth as possible. It wasn't like what she said was a lie. It was more of, not completely saying the entire truth.

[Harry Potter]

Harry raised his eyebrows. "Doing nothing?" He said "Of course we don't belive it! he said. He Raised his eyebrows and looked her over. "or atleast.... I dont't He said meeting her eyes. He pushed his parchmen t back onto the table as it was begining to slide off.

He glanced at ron and grined in spite of himself at Rons suprised look. Ron had his mouth haging open and was stareing at ron. Harry shook his head and turned back to ginny. You know it's not safe to be out of the common room at night. excpesially with all the death eaters about."

[Ron Weasley]

Harry had said it all. Ron didn't believe "nothing" either. You don't leave the common room, anytime after 12, and do "nothing". And Harry was right, with the death eaters everywhere, it wasn't safe. And everyone knew the Weasley's. They're red hair gave them away. And everyone knew they were, as some people called, "muggle lovers". And they didn't have much money. So, even if pure blooded, they were not safe. The death eaters would take they're lives as they take the muggles and anyone else who stands in they're path.

"Running? For what? It isn't safe out there, Ginny."

[Ginny Weasley]

Ginny closed her eyes as she took in each of their words. She knew they wouldn't by it. They were gullible but not that gullible. Letting out a soft sigh she blinked open her eyes and let a faint smile curl across her lips. Sure they protected her but she needed to find her strength.

She starred at them both long and hard before she actually spoke. "Yes I know its not safe" she said as calm as possible. Then she turned and looked at Ron an eyebrow raised, "Yes Running, and only because I couldn't sleep, no reason in particular" she stated. Her eyes slowly left her brother and found their way to the common room floor. She didn't think to tell them where she was running knowing it would only blow Ron over the top.