An/ I got this idea of how Ginny felt when she saw/ heard that Harry was dead in the 7th book. It's weird, when I read I think of the scenes in different points of view.

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Ginny's pov

"Ginny, have you seen Harry?" Hermione asks.

"No," I reply. It's the truth, I didn't see him, but I know that he went into the forbidden forest. And I was getting worried.

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"Harry Potter is dead," says Voldemort's magically magnified voice, "He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone." He continues talking but I'm not paying attention. I do still not believe that Harry is dead.

"Ginny, come on."

"Where are we going?"

"To the front steps, to see if it's true." I keep my eyes shut not wanting to look. But I do want to believe he's still alive so I open them.

"NO, NO, NO," Ron yells.

"Harry!" yells Hermione.

'NO! NO! HARRYYY!!" I screech as loud as possible.

Harry's body is laid at Voldemort's feet and I felt a surge of pure anger at him. He started talking about how Harry died. I don't want to hear it.

I saw his body lying there and my mind flashed back to our first kiss: Harry came trough the portrait hole. Ron was yelling "We Won!" at the top of his voice. I ran toward Harry, and threw my arms around him. He kissed me. Then we left the common room to walk around the grounds. Then to our last kiss: It was his birthday and I was talking to him in my room. Then we started kissing him. Then Ron walked in.

I then realized that I'll never feel his lips on mine again, never be held by him again. I'll never talk to, or see him again.

Suddenly a fight broke out. Everyone was running and fighting again. Then over all the commotion I hear Hagrid yell, "HARRY, HARRY – WHERE'S HARRY?" At those words my insides squirmed. My thoughts were that when this fight ended and we found his body it would be trampled on, and I couldn't bear it.

Soon afterward Hermione, Luna and I were fighting Bellatrix. We were trying our hardest, but she was blocking it all. She shot a killing curse at me, but she missed by an inch. I'd hoped it would have hit me because I would be with Harry.

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!" My mother yells. She starts to duel with Bellatrix, and after a few minutes killed her.

"Protego." Yelled someone, it was Harry. I wanted to run to him, but Ron and Hermione held me back. Voldemort and Harry circled each other, and Voldemort was taunting Harry. Harry kept his head and didn't give in and I was happy that he didn't cave.

"Avadakedavra!" shrieked Voldemort.

"Expellarmus!" yelled Harry.

Voldemort's wand flew out of his hand and spun towards Harry. He caught it as Voldemort's body fell back.

Ron, Hermione, Me, Neville, Luna, and everyone else ran to Harry and hugged him. Actually I wanted to kiss him and slap him for scaring me, both at the same time. But both could wait. I now know that Harry and I could be together, now that it was all over.

After a while I went to sit with Mum. I would talk to Harry later. I wanted to kiss him, hold him, and tell him how much I missed. But at the same time I wanted to slap him, yell at him, and get as mad at him as I could. But that time would come, for now I wanted to get some sleep.