May 3rd 1998 Day after the Battle at Hogwarts
Harry Potter woke up in his normal Gryffindor bed, at first it was like normal, like no battle had just happened the day before. It wasn't until he went to move that all the physical pain from the battle came back, and he remembered everything that had happened. And that's when all the emotional pain came back. Fred, Remus, Tonks, and Colin all flashed before his eyes. Instead of fighting back the tears he broke down and cried. He cried for all the people he lost, his parents, Sirius, Hedwig, Fred, Remus, Tonks, Colin, and all of the un-named people that Voldemort and his Death Eaters had killed, or injured. He cried for Teddy Lupin who would never know his parents. He vowed then and there that he would be there for Teddy; he would do what Sirius couldn't do for him. He didn't know how long he sat there with his head in his hands crying. But when he was done, his heart felt a little lighter, the pain both physical and emotional was still there, but it wasn't as sharp, it wasn't as painful.
When Harry looked down and saw how dirty his hands and arms were he decided he really needed to shower and change his clothes. So he called Kreacher. There was a loud crack and then Kreacher was standing in front him, still wearing the fake locket that Harry had given him.
"Master Harry called Kreacher".
"Yes I did Kreacher, I am so thankful that you and the other elves helped during the battle. I was wondering if you could bring me so fresh clothes and some sandwiches please".
"Of course Master Harry"
"Please Kreacher just call me Harry, you can leave the clothes in the bathroom, I am going to take a much needed shower. And thank you Kreacher."
"Of course Ma… Harry" Kreacher bowed and left with another loud crack.
Harry stood from the bed, he felt like he just tossed around like a quaffle. He made it to the bathroom with the help of the other beds and things around the room. When he got into the bathroom he shut the door and turned the hot water on. It took a lot of effort to get all of his clothes off, he left his shirt for last, he had to pry it off of his skin because of all the dried blood, when he finally got it off he looked into the mirror and saw that his chest and stomach had a lot of scratches on it. The mark from the locket was still scarred on his chest, but he was also going to have a new mark. There was a big circle on his chest right over his heart from where the killing curse had hit him. It was badly bruised; it was purple, yellow, and black. Right in the middle of the circle was a cut about the size of his fist, it wasn't very deep though. He knew it would scar because it was done by dark magic. He figured he would go to see Madam Pomfrey after he got done with his shower, and ate some food.
When the hot water first hit his back it stung like crazy, he must have a lot of scratches and cuts on his back to. After standing underneath the water for a couple of minutes it didn't sting so badly. But now he had to turn around and put his chest underneath the water, the big cut on his chest was going to hurt a lot. Once the water hit the cut he had to sit down on his lip in order not to scream out in pain. When he looked down at his chest he could see the blood and dirt running out it. He took probably one of the longest showers in his life; he was covered head to toe in dirt, grim, and blood. When he stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself in a clean towel he felt more refreshed than he had in a long time, the pain also wasn't so bad either, he found new clean clothes on the counter. Once he was dressed in his clothes, he looked into the mirror, he had small cuts and bruises on his face, and he had dark circles underneath his eyes, so really he looked like crap.
When his stomach started growling really loudly, he remembered that Kreacher said he would bring him some sandwiches. Kreacher was true to his word because on his table by his four poster bed was a plate with five sandwiches on it. Harry had just sat down and bitten into his sandwich when he heard the yelling.
It sounded like it was coming from the common room, but was quickly getting closer to his room. When he listened closer he could tell the voices were Ron and Hermione's, but the loudest and angriest voice he heard was Ginny's. Just hearing her voice made his heart quicken, and his hands sweaty, but the fact that she was yelling, and sounded like a very angry Mrs. Weasley, made him even more nervous to see her, he knew her bat boogey hex could be quite dangerous, and he was really hoping her anger wasn't at him.
With a loud bang the dorm room door was thrown open by a very angry Ginny Weasley. Behind her panting were Ron and Hermione they both looked guilty and slightly scarred. Harry was scarred to, but he wasn't going to admit that. When Ginny laid her eyes on him they slightly softened but only for a moment, she quickly turned around and faced Ron and Hermione.
"I need to talk to Harry. Alone." She must have looked very angry because Ron gulped and hesitantly stepped back from her. But Hermione stood her ground.
"If you want to talk to Harry you can say it with us in the room too."
Ginny opened her mouth to say something but Harry beat her to it.
"It's fine Hermione, I'll meet you guys down in the common room". He gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile; to be honest Harry was quite nervous to be left in the same room as an angry Ginny. Hermione looked at Harry with concern.
"Alright but we'll be right downstairs if you need us". When Harry nodded his head she grabbed Ron's hand and led him downstairs.
Before Ginny shut the door you could hear Ron shout "Good luck mate".
Harry smiled a little at that, but it quickly faded when Ginny magically locked the door, and cast the Muffliato spell. When she turned around to look at him he expected to see fire in her beautiful chocolate brown orbs, but instead there was love and sadness, and a little bit tears that she was trying to hold back. Immediately Harry stepped towards her but before he even made it three steps she rushed into his arms. He winced at the contact but ignored the pain; he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face into her long beautiful red hair that he missed so much. He couldn't describe the feeling of having her in his arms again. It was incredible; he had missed her so much that words would never be able to describe it. She was crying he could feel her body slightly shaking with silent sobs, and his shirt was starting to get wet where her face was at. They stood there in each other's arms for at least fifteen minutes before Ginny's tears stopped and she pulled away from him. He immediately missed her warmth, he so badly just wanted to pull her back into his arms and stay that way forever.
Ginny looked at him and then walked over to sit on his bed, he followed her and sat next to her, he wanted to grab her hand or put his arm around her but he didn't know if he should do that, he decided it would be safest if he let her make the first move.
She looked at him right in the eye and said "I missed you so much Harry".
"I missed you to Gin; you have no idea how much."
She gave a tiny laugh and said "I think I do Harry".
"Do you remember the Marauder's Map?" when she nodded her head yes he continued. "While we were gone I would pull it out at night and watch your dot on the map just so I knew you were safe". Harry looked down slightly embarrassed, and had a tint of red on his cheeks.
Ginny laughed and said "Harry look at me".
When he did she put her hands behind his neck and pulled his face towards hers. When her lips touched his it was like there first kiss in the common room after winning the house cup all over again, fireworks went off in his head and his heart rate quickened. Slowly Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her closer. The kiss wasn't as intense as the one she gave him on his birthday, it was more sweet and slow, it showed how much they cared for each other and how much they missed each other, and how glad each one was that the other was safe. They didn't pull away until air was needed; Harry rested his forehead against hers, when he opened his eyes he found her chocolate brown ones already staring into his green ones.
"Harry that is the sweetest thing you have ever said to me". She said with a smile. Harry laughed and said
"I never ran into any Veela's or anything while I was gone".
Ginny smiled and said "Good, because I would have to hex them into next week if you did".
Harry smiled and pulled her closer to him so that she was practically on his lap. "Ginny I know I hurt you when I ended things between us, and I hurt you when I left, and I can explain why I did, I will explain everything to you, but I don't want to have to repeat myself, so I want to do it in a group with all the other people who deserve to know what happened. Ginny I never stopped thinking about you, I missed you terribly. I just…. I'm hoping that you'll give me another chance."
"Oh Harry I missed you so much and I could never stop thinking about you either. I want to hear everything that happened, you had me worried sick. And would you really think that I would kiss you if I didn't want to get back together with you."
Harry looked up at her and said "So does that mean…."
"It means that yes I will be your girlfriend again you git".
Harry smiled and pulled her into another mind boggling kiss; she wrapped her arms around his neck and situated herself so that she was straddling him. One hand went around her waist to hold her to him while the other went into her long red hair that he missed so much. When they finally pulled away they were both breathing heavily.
Ginny was smiling at him, when all of a sudden she pulled her fist back and punched him as hard as she could right in his chest were the killing curse had hit him. Tears welled up in his eyes and he yelled out in pain. Ginny's eyes opened wide when he yelled and instantly felt horrible.
"Oh Harry I didn't know you were hurt, I am so sorry".
"It's fine Ginny it's just a bruise".
"Harry Potter that is not just a bruise, no bruise would make you yell out in pain like that". Ginny got off his lap and stood up. "Take your shirt off and let me see it."
When Harry saw that 'I mean business look in her eyes' he knew to listen to her. Harry sighed and painfully pulled his shirt over his head. Ginny gasped when she saw his chest. The bruising was getting worse, and now fresh blood was slowly leaking out of the cut.
"Merlin Harry how did that happen?"
Harry sighed and said "It's were Voldemort hit me with the killing curse".
Ginny gasped and tears welled up in her eyes again. "Oh Harry…"
Quickly Harry pulled on his shirt again, and stood up; he grabbed Ginny's arms and pulled her into his chest.
"It's ok Ginny, I'm here, I'm alive, I'm fine, and I'm not going anywhere".
Ginny cried a little bit into his chest, but not for very long, when she pulled away, she stood on her toes and kissed him, it was a short kiss, but it still made Harry's heat beat quicken. When she pulled away she grabbed his hand and led him to the door, she unlocked the door and undid the Muffliato spell, and then she opened the door and started leading him towards the stairs.
"Ginny what are we doing?"
"I am taking you to Madam Pomfrey, she won't be able to stop it from scarring since its dark magic but she can give you some potions to help heal it faster".
Harry sighed and said "Alright but can we get Ron and Hermione first, they should get checked out to, plus I need to see them".
Ginny smiled and said "Of course Harry".
When they reached the bottom of the stairs the common room was completely empty, expect the two cuddled together on the couch in front of the fire place. Harry was glad that they both finally realized there feelings and were together, even if they did choose to act on those feelings in the middle of a war.
