Title: Worry
Words: 100
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I had to cut a lot, I hope it works! :)
She was worried; she couldn't help it.
She sat on the couch watching a roaring fire, thinking about Harry out there risking his life.
Ginny never thought she'd be the type to sit around worrying, but a storm raged outside, and with every gust of wind and crash of thunder, she would start thinking about where Harry could be right at that moment. It happened every time he had to leave.
She felt him come in the house before she heard him, and was in his arms before he could speak.
After that, the storm seemed a little less frightening.