Prologue
A sleeping Ginny Weasley lay with her head resting on her desk. Her cheeks were still red, from all the crying she had done the last couple of days. It was the summer between her third and forth year. A terrible year, which had ended in an unexpected death. The Daily Prophet was filled with it.
The whole week with frond pages as: "Death of Harry Potter" and "You-know-who finally killed his worst enemy", but also "Many tears over Harry Potters dead 'body'" and "What will the Wizarding World do now?".
Now, an empty grave was placed next to the rest of the Potters, for no body was found. Cedric Diggory had seen Harry being burned by Lord Voldemort after his resurrection. Cedric had told his story to the world. That was what the first article, in the Daily Prophet, was about. How Cedric had seen the resurrection of Lord Voldemort. How Harry Potter had duelled with him and how Harry had thrown the Portkey to Cedric to let him escape.
Many had asked why he had not brought Harry back with him. He then hung his head and answered; "He threw it to me through the flames. I can still hear his cries in my head, screaming in pain and fear as the flames close in on him. I could do nothing, as both wands were broken." All interviews were cut down from there and Cedric Diggory was taken to St. Mongo's for examination.
The world turned into chaos. Everywhere people were fighting against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. More deaths filled the news papers. But still there were some good things happening in the world.
Sirius Black was finally a free man. By order of Albus Dumbledore, the trial of Sirius Black was re-held. Under Varitaserum he spoke the truth of what had happened that faithful night. The Weasleys and the Grangers had been there when he was cleared of all charges. Remus Lupin was overjoyed when he heard that his friend was finally free and both cried, screamed and drunk to a happy ending for two days till they finally cried over Harry's death.
Now they laughed with tears as they brought every memory back. They both found jobs at Hogwarts and both lived at Grimmauld Place 12. They would work together for the Order and make sure the house was liveable. The Weasley children, minus Bill, Charlie and Percy, where helping to. Hermione was coming soon, for her parents were leaving for they're anniversary.
A soft knock was heard on the door and Ginny shifted in her sleep. Mrs. Weasley entered the room and smiled sadly as she saw that her daughter lay once again on her desk. She grabbed the newspapers from the bed and laid them on her nightstand.
Then she woke her daughter lightly. "Let's put you in bed," she said softly and she guided Ginny to her bed, tucked her in and placed a small kiss on her forehead. "Sleep well, sweet heart."
A/N: I was reading everyones stories and I started feeling guilty. I've written nothing for so long and am still perfecting my first story. I have more stories that I wish to share, but it seemed I was to scared to post them. I'm afraid to let you all down again. But then I thought: I can't hide forever. So here's a new story for you to read. No Beta has read this as all the others, so I'm very sorry for all the errors. Hope you'll love it. R&R!