Five years ago Harry Potter defeated Lord Voldemort. After the fierce battle was over, a broken Harry disappeared. Ron, Hermione and Ginny searched for years but never found him. They finally decided to stop searching and start living their own lives but all of them continued to send him owls but never got a response.

Ron and Hermione got married and became Aurors while Ginny waited for him as long as she could. Finally, with a broken heart, she married a man who's name was Damien Turner, a failed Quidditch player. He was a very controlling man, the day that they were married was the last day of her freedom.

He kept her locked away so that she would have very little contact with her family or friends and then none at all. Mrs. Weasley had invited Ron and Hermione to the Burrow to figure out a way to get in contact with Ginny and make sure that she was okay.

"I went to their house but he wouldn't let me see her. He said that she was sick and that she didn't want to see anyone," Hermione said.

"I know, I went too and he told me the same thing, when I told him that I wanted to see her, he slammed the door in my face. Now he won't even answer the door and all of the owls are sent back with the unopened letters. I don't know what else to do! Oh I am so worried." Mrs. Weasley said weeping.

"Well he won't let us in and he has put up wards around the house to keep us out. There's nothing that we can do," said Ron.

"Maybe there is! I have an idea, if it works and if he'll help," Hermione said.

Jumping up from the table, she ran outside and apparated.

"I hate it when she does that," said Ron, shaking his head. Tap. Tap. Tap. Mrs. Weasley turned and saw an owl at the window. She got up and let it in. The owl hopped inside and held out its left leg, Mrs. Weasley pulled the letter from the owls' leg and opened it. She gasped and clutched at her chest.

Ron jumped up from the table and went to his mother, "Mum, what's wrong?" he asked.

Sobbing and gasping for breath, she handed him the letter. It said only two words, "Help me."

"Is that Ginny's writing?" he asked, turning red with anger.

Mrs. Weasley could only nod.

"What's going on? What has happened?" Hermione asked.

Surprised, Ron turned and saw her walking in the door.

"Ginny's in trouble," he answered, handing the letter to her.

"Oh no," she gasped.

"Where did you go?" asked Ron.

Just then a beautiful snowy white owl flew in the open window. Hermione screamed like a school girl.

"It found him," she squealed.

"What?" asked Ron, looking confused.

Hermione didn't answer, instead, she ran out the door and hugged the man that was walking up the garden path. Ron squinted his eyes from the sun and then saw what all of the excitement was about.

"Harry?" Ron exclaimed, shocked.

It had been a long time since they had seen each other and at first Ron didn't recognize him. Harry was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt, he had grown up a lot in five years. He was no longer skinny and awkward but muscular, handsome and he had a kind of confidence about him. His face, however, had a worried look on it.

"Is she okay?" he asked Hermione, pushing her back.

"I can't believe you came," she said.

"Is she okay?" he asked more forcefully.

"No," she said, handing him the letter.

He read the plea for help, turned on the spot and disappeared.

"Hermione, what is going on?" Ron asked.

"I sent a message to Harry by the fastest owl that I could find, telling him that Ginny was in trouble and that she need his help. Oh, I hope that he can get to her," she said.

"If anyone can reach her, Harry can. Besides he is the most powerful wizard around, I mean he did defeat the most evil and powerful dark wizard. Don't worry, Harry will get her," Ron said, trying to convince himself.

Harry appeared just outside of the gate in front of Ginny's house. When he tried to open the gate, his hand hit an invisible barrier. With one single flick of his wand, the barrier was gone. He walked up the path to the front door, another barrier. With another flick, the door blew apart. As he stepped inside, he heard alarms going off.

"Ginny," he shouted.

When he didn't get an answer, he started searching. The house looked as if there had been fierce battle inside. Broken lamps, tables upended and shattered glass covered the floor. Seeing this, he cried out again, "Ginny!"

He couldn't find her downstairs so he cautiously went upstairs to the bedrooms. The first two bedrooms were empty so he headed towards the master bedroom. It was locked. Harry held up his wand, thought "Alohomora" and the door sprang open.

"Ginny," he said again.

He heard a faint moan and walked around the bed. He found her. She was lying, unconscious, on the floor in a pool of blood, battered and bruised. He bent down beside her and gently placed one arm under her legs and one under her shoulders, picked her up and apparated her to St. Mungos.

The healers had no problem mending her cut and bruised body but her inner healing was something that they could not fix. Her heart was broken, her soul ripped to shreds, her spirit crushed. She refused to see anyone, she was too ashamed of what she had become, a scared little girl with no fight left in her.

Harry was having none of it; he walked straight into her hospital room.

"Harry, you shouldn't have come. You should have left me there to die," she said, avoiding his gaze.

She couldn't look him in the eye, she was too embarrassed.

"Ginny don't say that! Your family has been worried about you and not to mention your mother, your mother has been worried sick!" he said.

"Why are you here Harry? I didn't want you to see me like this," she sighed, trying to hide her face from him.

"Hermione sent me an owl saying that you were in trouble, that you needed me," he replied.

She slowly looked up at him, he could see a flicker of fire in her eyes. Then to his surprise, she started yelling.

"I needed you years ago and you abandoned me. I searched for you longer than anyone knows, I sent hundreds of owls and you never even let me know that you were alright. I didn't know if you were dead or alive and now you just show up out of nowhere and save me when I didn't want to be saved, after you left, I was never the same. You took my heart from me, Harry Potter, and now after all this time you expect me to forget about all of it! The tears the heartache, well its not going to happen. Just go!" she yelled.

"Now that is the Ginny that I know," he smiled.

She bowed her head again and whispered, "I'm not the same person that you used to know, not anymore."

Suddenly there was yelling coming from outside the door.

"She is my wife and I'm taking her home," a man yelled.

Harry looked at Ginny. She pulled her knees up to her chest, her breathing became rapid and Harry could see more fear in her face than she had when she had faced Voldemort, by his side, in the final battle. He knew, in an instant he was out the door and he found himself face to face with Ginny's husband.

"Who are you?" Damien said smugly.

"Harry!" shrieked Hermione, as he pulled out his wand.

"Oh, her precious Harry. She always hoped that you would come back for her, but you never did. You were the one who made her believe that she was a strong, independent witch. Well it took a while but I beat that out of her. Now get out of my way or I'll beat it out of you to," he said threateningly.

"You will never hurt her again," Harry said through gritted teeth.

"She is my wife and she is coming with me. So move or I will curse you into oblivion," Damien said, drawing his wand.

"Ha, where have I heard that before? Oh yeah, that is what Voldemort said before I killed him. You do not intimidate me! All I have to say to you is that you are lucky that you are already in a hospital," Harry said.

Damien was no match for Harry. With two slashes in the air, Damien was down, bleeding on the floor, just like he had done to Ginny. Harry turned and went back to her room. She was still curled up on the bed, frightened. He walked over to the bed and placed his hand on her tear stained face.

"He will never hurt you again," he said, soothingly.

"He'll come for me, as soon as you leave. He will never let me go," she cried.

"Ginny, I made that mistake once, I'm never leaving you again. I love you, I always have and I'll always be there for you, I will never let anyone hurt you ever again," he said, caressing her face.

She wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder.

"I love you so much Harry," she whispered.

He just held her while her heart and soul started to mend. When she was finally released from St. Mungos, Harry would attempt to keep his word to never leave her side again.