This is not my first fanfic, but it is my first Harry Potter fanfic. I'm sorry if this is horrible. If you know my way of writing from my Hairspray fanfic, Happy Ever After?, then you will know how I separate my notes from the actual story.
The Beginning
Harry had just defeated Lord Voldemort, and my heart was to the bursting point. I couldn't take the distance of Harry, the weight that I had carried for the past year. Harry was doubled over and panting and I ran up to him to help him regain his breath.
"Ginny, I can't…" Harry stammered, and broke.
"Yes, you can," I encouraged. "He's dead, and the Death Eaters along with him, except the ones that have turned to good. Harry, I just can't stop thinking of you, and I know you feel the same. There's no one to hunt us down."
"Ginny, I can't be responsible for your death if it's on my part, you know that," Harry pleaded.
"No, Harry, I will never leave your side, no matter what. No arguments, understand?" I asked firmly.
"I guess I have to, Ginny," Harry chuckled weakly.
"That's right. Now, we have to go to the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey will patch you up there."
More to Come…
I notice that this chapter is a little short, but it's an introduction, and I needed to give you an introduction to the story before I start with the real plot.
Best wishes,
Winterluna