Author's Note:

Hey guys. People probably don't remember me around here, but I used to write Percy Jackson fanfics. ;3 Now I'm trying out the lovely Harry Potter series because it is lovely. Enjoy This is a continuation of life after the 7th book.

Chapter 1: Savvy Wizards and Angry Witches

"To Harry James Potter! The savviest wizard that ever lived!" A cup of butter beer shot in the air, followed by a chorus of other cups and cheers.

Harry grinned at his friends, laughing. A thrilled Ginny gave him a kiss while a Molly Weasley gave her a small, wry smile. It was a six months after the battle at Hogwarts. No one had quite forgotten the loss of Fred, especially George, who barely had a smile, but Arthur had decided that the time for a celebration was at hand. How could Voldemort be dead and the wizarding world not celebrate?

"I think that all of us are the savviest wizards that ever lived," Ginny smiled. "Look what we did to this place."

The Burrow Junior as Ginny liked to call it was being restored at a rather fast pace.

"Yes, dear, but it's not even close to being finished." Molly sighed.

"Ah, Molly, it's better than nothing, yes?" Arthur smiled at her gently, giving her shoulder a pat.

"Honestly," George muttered. "It's fine, mum." He stood up, walking out of the dining room.

Hermione's eyes followed him, as did Ron's.

"He hasn't been the same," Molly murmured, her eyes tearing up. Her children had been the most important thing in her life. "Hasn't been the same,"

"Molly"- Arthur began, but the woman had left also, like her son.

"…" Hermione gave a sigh. "Well…on that note," She pushed her butter beer away.

Ron gave her a grimace, pushing his hand slyly next to hers. Hermione blushed, but she put her hand on his, holding on to his fingers.

"We should go somewhere," Ginny said suddenly.

"Where, Ginny?" Harry furrowed his brows. "Everything is being reconstructed still."

"I know, I know. I'm talking about out there, in the Muggle world," She looked at Harry. "You and Hermione know places, right?"

"Well, yes," Harry nodded. "I'm sure Hermione knows more than me, though." Harry wasn't exactly the savviest when it came to entertainment places.

Hermione leaned in closer, her face turning solemn. "Do you think it's proper to go anywhere right now?"

"Well, why not?" Ron asked her with a confused look.

Ginny nodded. "I don't think Fred would have wanted us to…you know. Stay cooped up."

Harry sighed and looked at his friends. Hermione tried to look to him for support, but he gave her his classic "You know what to do more than me" face.

"I just…what will your mother say, Ginny, if we go out like nothing happened?" Hermione murmured. "I don't want to hurt her feelings."

"Well I'm not staying here." Ginny stood up, suddenly angry. "I'm going somewhere tomorrow. And either you all join me or you don't." She walked away from the table.

"Blimey, Hermione." Ron muttered. "She's just as mad as you are,"

Hermione gave Ron a glare and let go of his hand. Harry sighed and raced after Ginny.

"Ginny, wait!"

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{HxG}

"Ginny, stop," Harry pulled his girlfriend's arm, sighing. "Hermione didn't mean to keep you caged or anything,"

"It's so aggravating when people don't understand that…" Ginny muttered, shaking her head rather furiously. "You understand, don't you Harry? You understand that I don't want to be reminded that my brother was murdered every second of every day?"

Having lost many people throughout his young life, he understood perfectly well. "Of course I do." He put his hands on her shoulders, giving her a weak smile. "Ginny, if no one understands…"

Ginny gave him a small smile. She put her hands on his chest, her fingers curling a little. "Yeah, I know," she said. "You understand."

"Yeah," Harry muttered simply. The air was getting hotter, Ginny was getting even more beautiful and…

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{RxH}

"Well what do you want us to do Hermione, sit here and mope?" Ron huffed. "I think Ginny has a right to get mad!"

"Of course you think she has a right to get mad, she's your sister!" Hermione rolled her eyes. "If you didn't stand by her, it would be a family crisis."

"Hey, that's not true!" Ron glared at Hermione. "I tell her when I don't like something,"

Hermione set her towel down, her face growing red. "Ronald Weasley, you are the most spineless, most annoying, most"-

Ron put a hand over her mouth and gave her a look. "Hermione. You're less attractive when you scream."

She tore his hand off. Instead of inhaling and screaming again, she just quieted down. Her eyes narrowed and she nodded. "Fine, Ron. Fine,"

She walked out of the kitchen, heading for the stairs. Of course, Harry and Ginny were in the way. Ginny pulled back from Harry, giving Hermione an unsure look.

Hermione sighed and looked at Harry before nodding. "I don't know what it's like…" she admitted. "If you want to go somewhere tomorrow, I suppose it's alright."

Ginny smiled widely. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Hermione said, continuing her walk up.

"What happened?" Harry asked as Ron came into view. Ron waited until Hermione had disappeared.

"Hermione called me a spineless, annoying"-

"Oh, Ron," Ginny and Harry sighed.

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Author's Note:

Hope you guys liked it! A couple of reviews to tell me if I should continue? The double date would be the next chapter.