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Thoughts

Harry Potter stood there with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger beside him in the Headmaster's office.

"Harry, I think we should go back to the Great Hall," Hermione said.

"Yeah, let's go," Harry replied. They turned and exited the door, then towards the spiral staircase and stepped over the broken gargoyle. A few minutes later they entered the great hall. People were walking here and there. Some standing in groups while some alone. Some of them were treating the injured. The trio walked towards the Weasleys. The people in the great hall turned their heads in the direction of the three young wizards. They waved and smiled. Harry plastered a forced smile on his face and waved to the people.

There were things running in his head. The death of Fred, Tonks, Lupin, Colin and many others filled his head. It was his fault that they were dead. If he was quick enough to go to the forest the many of his friends would be here with him. The thoughts came to his mind again and again.

"Harry, are you planning to stand there for the whole day?" came Hermione's voice. Harry realised that Ron and Hermione were standing a few feet away from him. He walked towards them and murmured "Sorry".

"We know what you are thinking. The look on your face tells everything," Ron said.

"Harry stop blaming yourself." Hermione said.

Harry said nothing and kept walking towards the Weasleys. He wondered what he was going to say. He can't face them .he decided not to go .

"I will be back " he said to Ron and ran outside. He went to the Black lake. He sat down on a rock and removed his sneakers and socks. He put his feet in the cold water of the lake and tried to relax.

Suddenly he heard footsteps. He took out his wand and turned. He saw Ginny looking at him. "May I sit?" she asked.

"Sure" Harry replied and put his wand back in his pocket. Ginny came to sit beside him. She too removed her flats and dipped her feet into the water. Harry noticed some cuts across her cheeks.

Several minutes passed. Harry again thought of the dead. An owl hooted somewhere. He thought of splashing sound of water startled him. He looked around and saw Ginny throwing small pebbles in the lake.

"Let your thoughts drown Harry," Ginny said " like these". She threw another pebble into the water. Harry picked a stone and threw it into the water.

Harry thought of Snape, the man whom he hated, suddenly became one of the bravest man of his life . it was Snape who begged to Voldermort for Lily's sake.

He threw another pebble, thinking about Snape.

"Feeling better?" Ginny asked. He had almost forgotten that he was not alone.

"Yeah" he replied

There was a pause, then Harry spoke.

"I am sorry Ginny" Harry whispered.

"For what?" Ginny turned to look at him.

"For living you alone," Harry said.

Ginny nodded.

"Does that mean that I am forgiven?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Ginny replied with a smile.

"Thanks," Harry said with a grin.

They sat there holding hands, for who knows how long, letting their thoughts drown in the lake.