The Never Written Contiuation of Harry Potter

Harry had arrived back at Griffendor Tower and slowly walked to his old dorm where the four poster beds sat among the ruble. One was crushed, others with damage carved into them. He only seeked his which was reasonably clean and good looking.

Harry sat stroking the sheets and removing the debris. He heard footsteps coming up the stairs and felt the urge to shout and tell whoever was there to leave him alone ,but found he was too weak. As soon as he saw the figure in the doorway the urge disapeared. Harry saw the one person he wanted to see the most standing there.

"Do you mind some company," the red haired girl asked.

"No," Harry replied. Ginny approached him and he saw silent tears steaming down her face among the scrapes and scars.

"We were all so worried that you were really...you know," She said.

" But I wasn't, Ginny," He said in a very firm, definate tone , "I was worried that something might have happened to you."

Ginny replied, " That didn't happen either." With a sigh she sat next to him on the lonely four-poster. Her head laid gently on his shoulder. The last bit of strength in him seemed to become a bit stronger.

A minute or maybe five occered where a peacful, wonderful silence filled the air. "Ginny," Harry said breaking the silence. He felt her head lift slightly and then turn in his direction. He looked at her strait in the eyes. "I love you…" It seemed to be the only thing left to say after all that had happened. After all the danger he had put his friends in. All the danger he had put her in. "And I never meant to put you or anyone else in danger."

She held his gaze and replied, "I love you, too. I know that you never meant anyone to be harmed, but it's just what you needed to do, who you are."

"Who Voldemort had made me."

"He's gone now and that's all the matters."

"That's not all that matters, your safe."

"There's that silver lining again.", She said and they kissed and everything seemed perfect for those wonderful few seconds. After everything, everyone, and all that time they were all safe, Voldemort was gone and his scar would never burn again.