Life after the battle at Hogwarts.

Many great and powerful wizards have been born and carried out their lives with almost no danger or anything of great significance. These wizards are not to be taken lightly. They exist everywhere, you could walk past a stranger on the street and they could be one of the greats and you would never know a thing. I look at my life and think, why couldn't that have been me? I look around and look at all the lives that have been destroyed at the drop of a hat, and all of it is my fault. I see the wreckage of great evil, and all I can think about is finding Ginny. I run until I reach the great hall and my heart drops to the bottom of my stomach, I see her and the rest of the Weasley family circled around I do a quick head count and realize Fred is missing. I freeze as Molly turns to look at me, she breaks from the family and runs towards me. I'm frozen as her arms wrap around my neck and she cries into my chest, I don't know what to do. Arthur holds George who is sobbing. I wrap my arms around Molly because that is the only thing that I can do. I can now see that Fred is laying on the cold hard ground, unmoving and ultimately dead. Molly lets me go and drags me to where everyone else is huddled. Ginny grabs ahold of my hand and squeezes, Ron is glaring at me through his tears while Hermione sobs into his chest. What have I done? It isn't only Fred but hundreds of people lying dead in the place that I used to call my safe haven.

"I'm so sorry everyone, I know that this is all my fault, I just can't do this right now." I let go of Ginny and I just walked away. As soon as I made it out of the great hall I sprinted to the only place that made sense, McGonagall's office. Bursting into the office and slamming the door behind me, she jumped.

"Potter! You scared the bloody hell out of me!" She had her hand over her heart, her hair was a gray unruly mess, and she had been crying. I slid down against the door, my head in my hands I started to cry, and then I started to sob uncontrollably. I felt her hand on my shoulder and it was soothing, she was the closest thing I had to family right now. Ron hates me and Hermione is always going to take his side, Ginny well I don't even know how she is feeling. After several minutes of sobbing I could finally look up.

"Professor, I feel like all of this death is my fault. Fred is dead, Ron I believe hates me for that. I just feel so tired and I want to be brave but right now I can't and I don't want to be around people right now." McGonagall looked at me with sadness in her eyes and then they flashed to anger. I could almost swear that she wanted to smack me.

"Potter these people all had something at stake with this war! It's not always about you, this had been going on before you were born! I can understand why you may feel this way but the truth is people stood with you to end this, they were brave honor that memory instead of sitting here feeling sorry for yourself. Potter go be with your family! Mourn with them, it's going to take time, but Molly and Arthur they love you, be grateful for that. Now Mr. Potter please move away from the door, we have work to do." I nodded stood back up and wiped my face. We walked back to the Great Hall together in silence. About half way there Ginny came running around the corner with a sudden look of relief on her face. She jumped into my arms and all I could do was stand there and hold the woman that I loved. Life after this war was not going to be perfect and it wasn't going to be easy.