Chapter one, New beginnings.

The war was over! Voldemort had finally been destroyed by none other than Harry potter and the golden trio.

Everyone was experiencing mixed feelings. The historical second wizarding was over but in the process many people lost loved one, many children had been orphaned. Harry Potter was in his dormitory at Hogwarts, which had been is home for the previous six years but over the last year he had not visited once. He and his two best friends, Ron Weasely and Hermione Granger, were consolidating what had happened over the last year and how they would let everyone know. They had come to a decision that their story would be shared at the great memorial though this decision was hard to get to. Harry's mind kept wandering off to his feeling of guilt, that it was his fault that so many had died. Though everyone told him otherwise, he could not rid of the massive lump in his throat. He also was thinking of Ginny and how he had some apologising to do.

The story was told. Tears were shed. People laughed and cheered. All the names of those who had perished were told and they families wrote on the plaques. It was a sad day but a day that represented what everyone needed; a new beginning. Even Harry, for the first time after the war, seemed happy. Earlier had had spoken to Ginny when he had followed her out of the great hall to get a privet word.

"Ginny, I am so sorry for what I have put you through over the last year. Not only did I take your brother and best friend away from you and endangered their lives, I am also the reason Fred is not here right now and I….."
His rehearsed and well thought out speech was interrupted by Ginny kissing him so passionately that Harry new, in that moment he was forgiven.
"You should not be apologising for saving mine, and every other wizard or witch in the worlds lives." Ginny explained when they broke apart.
"And I know what you are thinking Mr Potter and it's a defiant no. I love you. And I never stopped. I may have been terrified for the safety of Ron and Hermione but when you were gone, it was you I shed my tears for at night and you I was petrified might not come home."
That was all harry needed to hear. He was ecstatic that his true love could love him back no matter what he had done.

After the great memorial, the burrow was crowded with many familiar, smiling faces. All the weasely family were there, along with Harry and Hermione, Hagrid, Neville and his grandmother, Kingsly, Professor Mcgonoall, Andromeda and Teddy Tonks and even the Malfoys had shown up to display their gratitude.
while Hermione and Ron, to Rons great displeasure, were thanking the Malfoys, Harry and Ginny sliped over to the corner where in his grandmothers arms Harry's god son was sleeping.
"Would you like to hold him, Harry", Andromeda asked as she past the dozing baby into his adoring godfathers uncertain grasp.
"Teddy", Harry whispered to the little one, "I promise to you, that I will be the best god father there has ever been, as Sirius was to me. You will not have to childhood I had; growing up without know who your parents are. You will get the life you deserve beautiful baby boy. I love you."
Though only Ginny and Andromeda had heard Harrys little speech it was as if the atmosphere in the room had gained hope. Hope for a better world and a new beginning.