Hey, everyone! How's everyone doing? Okay, this in my first story (chapter story) that has Ginny as the main person. I never really liked Ginny with Harry (even though I cheared for them for a bit) so I have a few stories of Ginny/Draco (I don't really like them) and now I want a new person to pair her with. This is what a came up with.

So this story is about Ginny/Colin (it will be explained later), Ginny/Fred (only sister/brother), Ginny/George (only sister/brother), Ginny/Dennis (brother/sister and friedns), Ginny/Luna (friends), Ginny/Angie (friends), Ginny/Neville (friends), Ginny/Hannah (friends), Neville/Hannah, Fred/Angie, George/Angie, Luna/Dennis. I know, confusing.

Warning: This story is T rated, so it has swears, suggusted theams, and other mature content. It's not too bad, but I just thought I'd warn you.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything J.K. Rowling wrote. This plot, however, is mine!

This story takes place after the war. Fred died (I hate myself for doing that), Colin died (kill me now), and everyone else who died in the books is dead here. I'll try to keep it close to cannon, but with things written how they should be written if it was written like this is written (I tried to confuse you on pourpose).

Tip: I'm crap at writing anything sad. I'm not good at after effects of war, writing death, or battles, or just about anything in this story. Thing is I never went through any of that stuff in life yet, so I don't know how to write it good. I'm so sorry if it's all messed up, or if you think it's not real because of that.

Thanks so much! I hope you like this story, I'm looking forward to post and write this story.

Enjoy...


Prologue


It was almost afternoon of the day that started it all. People would argue that this day was the day that ended it all, but Ginny would always tell them wrong. Ginny knew that this was the day that started everything. She knew that this day was the start of a new day. This was the day that started it all, that started everything. This was the day that was the start of a new life, start of a new time.

This day was better known as May Second, Nineteen Ninety Eight. The end of The Second Wizarding War. The war was over. Harry had won, they had won.

Ginny always would smile a little bit at that thought. It was crazy, she still couldn't believe that the war had ended, it was all over.

No more hiding, no more worry. All of the pain, the worry, all of the tears would be done. There wasn't going to be anymore thinking you might not see the light tomorrow, or see your family ever again.

No more looking up at the stars and think that your family around the world are looking up at the same sky, and that's the only connection you have left to them. No more crying yourself back to sleep.

No more cramming healing spells, defensive spells, and protections charms every night. There will no longer be holding your best friends' hands as they go between stable and dead. No more wishing and praying to everyone you could think of. No more staying up late with your best friends because you're worried that they might not be there when you wake up.

No more worrying about family and friends.

Everything was going to be back to normal, everything was going to be okay. Everything was well… Well mostly everything was going to be good.

Ginny's heart sank from her chest to her stomach, making her feel sick to her stomach. Not all was well; nothing was going to be normal… Everything was going to change.

It wasn't fair.

Tears welled up in Ginny's eyes and her head hurt. She felt her throat close up from trying to hold back tears. It was still too much to wrap her head around. Every time she tried it felt like somebody was pounding on her heart with a hammer, that all the air in her lungs was being squeezed out of her. It felt like a piece of her was torn out, and was missing. So many parts of her were missing.

It wasn't fair.

Nothing was fair.

But yet it was. This war had to bring at least one sadness to every family, every person. But it felt like that the sadness was too much. The sadness was too much. More than enough of the people she knew had died, or got injured in the war. Her teachers, her friends, her family.

It wasn't fair.

Tonks, Lupin, Lavender… And Colin and Fred. They were all gone. The war was over, but they were gone. Ginny just didn't find it fair that someone from her family would die because of the war.

Colin was part of her family. He sat by her bedside as she healed, he held her when she cried for her brothers. He was more than family to Ginny; it felt like he was her twin. Colin was the tie to her bow.

It wasn't fair.

Nothing was ever fair.

But then it was. It was fair to everyone. Seeing her family was big, someone was surly to die in combat. She had friends, she had family, she had family friends, she had friends that were so close to her they were pretty much her family, but never through the whole war did Ginny ever think about life without one of them. She never thought about her life without Colin, or Tonks, but when she found their bodies she had. She never imagined her life without Harry, but for a while she had to. She never wanted to imagine the pain of losing someone close to you, but Ginny did more than imagine, she learned.

But it still wasn't fair.

Ginny wanted to cry over Colin like she did so many times. She wanted to go cry over Fred with George, like she did when she was a little girl. Ginny was feeling so much pain, it was making her go crazy. She wanted to scream and cry and punch things until she broke her hand. She wanted to blame fate for everyone's death. Ginny wanted to scream and curl up into a ball.

Most of all she wanted to go back in time. She wanted to tell Colin how much he meant to her, and tell Fred that she loves him.

She wanted to tell Colin that he was an amazing friend, and that he was the one that made her see the light at the end of the tunnel. She wanted to tell Fred that without his jokes that she would have never have made it through the war.

How could the world be so cruel, taking these amazing people away from her life? It made no sense how people like Malfoy could live, but Fred and Colin die.

Colin made everything brighter for Ginny. He was her leaning board during the cold nights. He would always be waiting for her with a change of clothes when she came back from one of Dumbledore's Army's missions, and he would always be there with a bucket of water and a cloth after detentions.

Fred was the party in a shirt. He would be the one who would joke around in awkward situations, and he would always be waiting for Ginny with open arms. Fred would be the one who would hold Ginny when she was a little girl without any friends. Fred was the one to tell her who to hang out with when Ginny was going through a hard time in her first year.

They were both most amazing people during the war, and they were gone.

Ginny was worried. Who was she going to turn to now that both of her boards were gone? There was her older brothers, but something was special with her and Fred. And there was always Luna, but there was something special between Ginny and Colin.

Nothing was ever going to be the same.

It will never be fair.


Yeah...

How did you like it? Before I sorted through things this was only part of the first chapter, but I changed it around.

I'll be updating this story maybe evey month at the latest. Stupid me, I started yet ANOTHER story. Yeah, I have 2 other stories running at the moment... Oops. But please stick with me, because I will be updating! It might be even sooner than a month with updating!

Thanks!

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