A/n This a little story that popped into my head, after reading the forth book. Please R/R.Disclaimer- None of this belongs to me.



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The red headed girl looked at the crowd who was gathered here today. Many tears stained their faces, and handkerchiefs were being passed around. She leant her head upon her boyfriend's shoulder. She felt tears run down her face. She looked her twin brothers for the first time not laughing or joking around. Her brother who age she was closest to was holding her best friend tight in his arms. These were dark times , this was not the first or last killing. She remembered the first killing she was only thirteen , when she saw the famous Harry Potter drag Cedric Diggorys lifeless body out of no where. That was the first killing, there were many others to follow. Today's burial was one of the saddest. "Ginny, you are getting my shoulder wet"Harry whispered. Ginny smiled at that. They drew their attention to Dumbladore as he began to speak.

"We are gathered here today to lay to rest a great man of all perspectives. To many of you he was a teacher, and to many of you he was a friend. He held his position at this school at highest regard. He loved every kind of creature and cared for them all. His most important mission was to teach,and care for the students."Dumbladore continues to speak but Ginny drew her attention to the tomb it was large and a rather big hole. It was not right , of all people why him? She heard a loud weep and looked across at her brother and Hermione, both crying. Harry kissed her on the head, as the put the coffin in the ground. They left walking out with Ron and Hermione. She turned her head towards the graveyard remembering this was not the last death Voldermort will cause. As Hagrid said, what would come, would come....and she would meet it when it did.



A/N Yes this was sad , Please review. Can you guess who this is?