THIS IS PIE'S VERSION OF EVERYTHING! DO NOT USE ANYTHING WEESIE HAS USED IN HER FF TO USE IN CONJUNCTION WITH MY VERSION!

A/N I make up heaps of words if you need definitions just ask and anything you recognise does not belong to me it belongs to the ultimate JK!
Chapter 1 - Hogwarts

Harry, Ron and Hermione left Snape's office; well... it is probably Professor McGonagall's now. Harry looked somewhat depressed, lost and very relieved walking side by side with his two best mates. He had his Invisibility cloak thrown over his shoulder, reflecting light in pearly colours and three wands in his right hand. Ron and Hermione were walking on either side of him both in their personal worlds probably reflecting over the past year.

As they reached the Gargoyle at the Bottom of the stairs Harry tapped Ron and Hermione on their shoulders. Hermione took one look at Harry and basically read his thoughts.

'I don't think reparo will work. But, we can always try. Together. Ready? 1, 2, 3.'

We all said the repairing spell firmly together. For a second nothing happened, Ron almost dropped his wand in disappointment, but tiny little pieces of sandstone started moving, jiggling slowly towards where the Gargoyle was. I was concentrating so hard to get this done that I hadn't notices when Luna came up behind us and joined in the spell. I nearly jumped a foot in the air when I heard her say the incantation.

With all four of us, the pieces of sand were coming together more rapidly as if they were eager to be whole again as a Gargoyle. The spell added to my exhaustion. Once that'd finally finished – as it did take awhile I turned away and started walking towards Gryffindor Tower where we could sleep with not worrying about waking up surrounded by Death Eaters that are to kill Ron, Hermione, Ginny and all the other people I love. When we reached the door to the Fat Lady I realised I didn't have a password, my mood instantly darkened.

'Mr Potter!' the Fat Lady exclaimed. 'I knew you could do it, all along you could. I knew you would rid the world of You-Know-Who!' By the end of the exclamation people from all the nearby portraits began to congregate in her portrait, all clapping and cheering and wanting to have a look at me. I waited for the applause and cheering to die down. It didn't. After a minute or so I put up my hands for silence and it came instantly.

'Could I just by any chance get in the common room?' I asked slightly hopeful to the Fat Lady.

'Mr Potter, I wouldn't be allowed to let anyone in the common room unless you know the password. Since all the excitement today I am very sad to report that I have forgotten the password. So... I shall think of one now... what shall it be? Ah! I think I got it. The new Gryffindor password is "Harry Potter".' She said the last bit smugly.

I was dumbfounded and as red as a Weasley. Ron nudged me hard in the ribs grinning at me. Hermione – the genius said the "password" knowing that I wouldn't at any time say my own name as a password to the tower.

'Ah!" The Fat Lady said suddenly. 'I do believe that Miss Lovegood here is not in Gryffindor but in Ravenclaw... I am not allowed to let people from other houses in, but since you are Mr Potter's friend I shall pretend that I didn't see you there.'

I had totally forgotten that Luna wasn't in Gryffindor she was so brave and Loyal.

'Why thank you Great Lady' Luna said, I don't think she was sucking up to her. 'Thank you so much for letting me come into you noble house. And I do believe that I heard that your singing voice is absolutely marvellous, you must sing for me soon. Not right now though, we are quite tired' she said gesturing to us next to her.

Hermione, Ron and I looked at each other trying very hard not to burst out laughing while we remembered our third year when the Fat lady tried opera singing and it was very... to put it plainly – painful.

The Fat Lady looked very pleased and blushed so much you could put the Weasleys to shame. The other people that were in the Fat Lady's portrait started disappearing at the mention of the Fat Lady singing. Once everyone was out of her portrait she opened up to allow us into the Common Room.
As soon as I stepped into the familiar colours and layout of the room just comforted me more than anything could. Memories came flooding back – defiantly all the happy ones as I walked to my favourite chair next to the fire and collapsed into it. Ron and Hermione also looked relieved and sat on the couch together cuddling up to one another. Luna was looking a little out of place but disguising it by looking at the design of the room. I remembered that the Ravenclaw common room was very different to this one.

'Luna, take a seat' I said.

'That one's best' Hermione chimed in pointing to the mentioned chair.

A minute later a sharp crack echoed through the room we all jumped and pulled out our wands pointing them at the intruder. Thankfully it was Kreacher with a plate of sandwiches and pumpkin juice. We thanked him, I asked him to help all the other Hogwarts Elfs doing what-ever they were doing and than we ate in silence.

After eating we all dozed off into a dreamy but awake state, in a comfortable silence. I do not know how long we were like that because it felt like seconds later when the portrait opened again revealing at the front a tear stained face of Ginny and the rest of the Weasleys and all the other surviving Gryffindors.

Ginny and I locked eyes almost instantly. She came over to me, I stood up and hugged her. We watched the solemn procession come into the tower, sometimes gaps when the Fat Lady would talk to one particular person. Professor McGonagall brought up the rear and the portrait closed up. She stood up on the stairs to address everyone.

"Everyone, sleeping quarters may be a little restricted and disorganised tonight. So bear with the organisations. The Girls in the left tower, boys in the right as usual and the adults get the leftovers. Ok, Mr Potter, Weasley and Miss Granger you can have first pick to the beds as you have not had one for awhile. Please go up and goodnight." McGonagall ordered, I pulled out of Ginny's hug while everyone's heads turned to find Ron, Hermione or myself.

I passed the Professor and she laid a hand on my shoulder and nodded at me in thanks. I climbed the rest of the stairs behind Ron.

As soon as my head touched the pillow of 'Our Dormitory' – the one we used to always share with Seamus, Neville and Dean, I fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

What Harry didn't notice during the night was the dorm filling up. Neville and a few others came into the room to sleep. Slightly later into the night Ginny came into the room and got into bed with him. Hermione arriving awhile after Ginny did and shook her head at Harry and Ginny but lying in bed with Ron.

They slept solidly for about 20 hours. All four of them. During the time that they all slept Neville and the others woke up to a quite unpleasant surprise of extra people in the dorm. Luckily Neville swore the others to secrecy about this applying the reason that they probably wanted their relationships a secret because they would be all over the papers and the radios until they die. The other boys agreed but also complained how they couldn't have their girlfriends as well. The four didn't notice that Molly came into the room multiple times to check up on them – the first time she had the shock of her life. Surprisingly for her she got over it quickly, Molly always knew that Ron and Hermione were right for each other and Harry and Ginny were almost like soul mates. She prevented the other Weasleys form coming into the dorm for the whole time – a very good feat I must say.

Twenty hours of solid dreamless sleep woke Harry to a surprise of his woman of his dreams lying next to him in his bed.

He lay there next to Ginny for awhile before she woke up. Once she did they didn't say anything to each other but looked into each others eyes and said everything in their glances - their fears, triumphs, guilt (on Harry's behalf), and grief- in both of their gazes.

Just as Harry was going to say something, they heard a rustling of sheets from next to them. They both looked over and saw Hermione in bed with Ron, neither was awake yet.

"When did they get together?" Ginny whispered curiously.

"They made out in front of me in the middle of the battle!" I whispered slightly annoyed and disgusted back.

Ginny raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

"In the middle of the battle? Couldn't they have found another time? Well, I suppose it took them long enough!"

"You think!" I replied

I got up and retrieved my glasses from where he put them down just before he climbed into bed and stood next to the window looking out into the peaceful night that was probably filled with joy and grief.

I felt a hand tug mine and Ginny pulled me down to the cold deserted common room. She pulled him onto the sofa next to the non-existent fire.

Harry thought in concentration 'Incendio' and the fire started he thought of the room becoming warmer and it instantly did. This caused Ginny to jump a bit in surprise. I could see the question in her eyes but I couldn't quite answer it yet. To be truthful Harry didn't know how he'd done it. But now he felt a touch tired. Something nudged his mind and told him to do it without a want and he did it.

At that moment Harry could see into Ginny's eyes and saw that she didn't care in the least how he did it but pulled him to her and kissed him hard and passionately and heatedly. The feel, touch, smell and taste of each other were intoxicating to them. After awhile they slowed down to more deep and slow kisses. After he finished kissing, Ginny leant he head on Harry chest hearing his heart beat in his chest.

"I love you Ginny" I said unashamedly

"I know you do. I love you more though" Ginny replied It was a comfortable silent for awhile.

"How did you do it?" Ginny asked quietly. "How did you warm up the room without a wand or a word?"

I considered her question. For a second I thought she was going to ask how I killed Voldemort. I was lucky she didn't – I have no idea to the answer to the question.

"Something nudged my mind to do it. That I could do it. Since I came out of the forest it feels as if I have lost something, like a virus or something it has cleared my airways and now I can breathe properly for the past seventeen years or something. Truthfully it feels great. A weight off my shoulder has now been vanquished, but for the past seven years my only future was Voldemort. The grim was all I could see if I looked into a seeing ball, now I have nothing in-front of me and it feels weird – as if I'm missing something, not that I will miss Voldemort, but something to aim for. I feel a little like I did when I was living in the muggle world oblivious to the magical world." I said thoughtfully, words just streaming out of my mouth.

"All I know is that my future is with you. That's all I know at the moment."

"You've always been my future you know, I must have known it. Though I had to meet the real Harry Potter not the 'Boy who lived'. The Harry who risked his life so many times to help those around him, not just his friends but his enemies. The Harry who saved me from Riddle because I was his best friends sister. The man who is noble and sacrificing, selfless and a very loveable person. Everyone loves you for you – not the 'Boy who Lived' they fought in revenge for you after you went to the forest. It wasn't for our freedom but for you we fought for, the ones who had died in the battles throughout the years."

We were silent for a long time, both in our own dreams and nightmares deep into our subconscious's.

"Do you know what the time is?" Ginny asked me awhile later breaking me out of my horrifying daze. I looked to Mrs Weasley brother Fabians' watch and figured out that it was about four in the morning.

"Its four A.M, I think we might need to return to our own dorms, so we can 'wake up' without raising too many questions." I grinned evilly. "And wake and harass Hermione"

Ginny agreed a little reluctantly not wanting to be parted with Harry ever but happy enough to pick on Hermione. We walked up the stairs quietly – careful not to wake anyone.

As we reached the dorm we found Ron and Hermione still in bed together, Ron still snoring away. I motioned for Ginny to wake her – I thought if I did Hermione might wake in a little panic and wake the whole house.

Ginny put her hand on Hermione's shoulder and quickly rocked it. Her eyes flew open suddenly – still in danger mode her eyes filled with fear as she saw me. She drew a breath. Quickly I motioned for her to be quiet and not say a thing and she did. Hermione slowly got out of Ron's embrace not waking him. Once she'd gotten to her feet Ginny whispered in her ear

"We thought you would appreciate a wake-up call before everyone else wakes and finds you're in the wrong bed." Hermione went red. I on the other hand was looking on grinning at her silently enjoying myself at her expense. Hermione walked to the door and motioned for Ginny to come with her. I stayed back walking to my bed not realising that that motion was for me as well. I saw Hermione poke her head through the doorway with a fierce look on her face, and not so subtly at all began wagging her finger in my direction for me to follow as well. I hurried not wanting to receive her wrath. They continued down to the common room. I saw Ginny had a very smug smile on her lips.

Once we'd gotten to the ground floor Hermione burst out into angry shouted whispers.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone of our relationship you two! No-One!" She looked as if everything was out of her system until half a second later a mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. I saw it and froze; apparently I wasn't the only one that saw it – Ginny's smile evaporated off her face.
"What about you two? What's going on? Does the saviour of the wizarding world have a girlfriend…" she said mockingly. "Ginny, you beat me coming up to visit Harry and Ron Last night – I was surprised, and you both had goofy grins on when you woke me... So?..." Hermione finished. She saw the answers clear on our faces, like a book she would read.

In my head I said to myself 'Darn' and following that 'Busted' with a little bit of attitude.

"Well we…" I started

"Don't say any…" Ginny said at the same time as me.
Hermione looked very amused at this.

"So… Let me guess" she said looking at me. "You and Ginny are together, and" she looked at Ginny "You don't want anyone to know yet. Like Ron and I."

We both nodded frantically.

"Well, if you keep us a secret" Hermione nodded up to where Ron was snoring away "I'll not tell anyone. Including Ron" she said as an afterthought.

"Deal?"

"Yes" Ginny and I said at the same time.

"Let's go to bed since we've got this sorted" Hermione said pleasantly and started walking up to her own bed. I turned to Ginny, she turned to me.

"Good morning, see you soon love." I Kissed her on the forehead and turned away to walk up the stairs. I got tugged back and bumped into Ginny. She of course was prepared for this and wrapped her hands around my neck and kissed me again sweetly and almost seductively.

I laid my hands around her waist.

"You're going to be the death of me Gin; you're going to drive me insane!" I said to her between kisses, and slowly pulled out of the embrace.

"Good Potter, now you wont be led astray by another woman."

"I've always had eyes for one though."

"I could think of one complication" she said truthfully

"Forgot about her ages ago… what was her name again" I said feigning forgetfulness and started walking backwards up the stairs preying that I didn't bump into anything. Ginny laughed happily.
"Good morning to you too" she called to me blowing me a kiss in the air. I pretended to catch it out of the air and disappeared. I turned around and continued on my way to my bed.

For the next couple of hours I sat next to the freezing window not bothering to warm the room up. I pulled the blankets off my bed off and cuddled into them looking out the window to the destruction of the magnificent Hogwarts grounds. I felt all the guilt start to creep up on me, thinking of what Ginny said about them fighting for me and those who were dead in revenge at the end. Though no-one in that battle was inured or hurt all the people that fought in the other battles in both wars. My parents, their friends, the original order of the Phoenix, Neville's parents, those who I never knew, Mrs Weasleys prankster brothers, Mad Eye, Remus, Tonks, Sirius, Colin, Fred, and all the muggles who were caught in the middle of the war.

Those things rolled through my mind as I looked out the window at the upcoming sunrise. I had a perfect view of the new day breaking. The closure of the old chapter of dreadful history in the wizarding world and the dawning of the hopefully clean, pure, happy and long history of the world being created right before my eyes.
Ron startled me out of my vigil.

"Mate, what's the time and how long have you been up for?"

"Its seven now and I was awake at four" I said unemotionally.

Ron must have picked up my tone of voice for he immediately stopped walking out of the room and came over to me.

"How long have you been sitting here for?" he asked gently.

"Since four." I replied simply.

I could see Ron figuring out how many hours that was.

"Three hours! You've been sitting here for three hours mate! You must be stiff as a rock. Come on, get up." He finished commandingly.

I had no thoughts to stop myself from following his orders. I blindly trusted him as usual.

Once I'd gotten to the bottom of the stairs I saw that basically everyone was down there, talking quietly to those who they haven't seen for awhile or comforting those who'd lost family in the war. Dressed in the clothes that they were wearing yesterday except Hermione who'd gotten into her beaded bag and changed into something better.

Hermione was standing with Ginny, looking our way concern on their faces. I had no idea why though. I was unaware that it was for me. They saw the difference in how I held myself up and the look in my eyes in comparison to earlier this morning. Ron led me over to them, and I became oblivious to what they were talking about. I felt a hand clasp mine – it was Ginny's. I smiled weakly at her, appreciative of her warmth on mine. Her eyes showed shock and concern, I have no idea why.

"What have you been doing this morning?" she asked concerned because I was quite a bit cold.

"Watching the sun rise" I replied truthfully. Ginny and Hermione scowled at me but I didn't elaborate.

"I found him, looking out of the window as still as a statue and face as blank as chalk board" Ron said to the girls. I barely heard the words I was more focused on my hand wrapped in Ginny's. I was slowly coming back to life, becoming warmer, my heart was lifting, becoming warmer and slightly happier, and in knew that because of my spell a few hours ago the common room was toasty and quickly turning my icy skin normal again.

Before long I had slightly red cheeks and almost back to usual when Ron's stomach started rumbling. I was surprised, we have barely had anything to eat for about 3 or more days excepting the snack that Kreacher had bought us after the battle.

"Let's go to the Great Hall, there should be something down there to eat" Ron said eagerly.
We all turned to go out of the room. Everyone stopped talking and looked at us to see what we were doing.

I climbed out of the portrait first. Leading the way. I wasn't quite sure which way I was going so I let my feet take me while I surveyed the damage.

I lead all the Gryffindors and one Ravenclaw down corridors of the school. The damage to the whole castle was extensive. Broken windows, stationary stairs, slashed and smouldering portraits, crumbling walls and gargoyles in pieces.

I felt so guilty. I brought the battle here. I destroyed my first home. The Dursleys home was just a house to me. Nothing of importance but Hogwarts was. It was where I finally felt accepted, not bullied like Dudley bullied me.

Behind me were Ginny, Ron, Hermione, Luna and Neville. Behind them was the Weasleys, than Neville's Grandmother and all the other Gryffindors.

The destruction and deaths was all my fault. If only I'd killed him earlier at the graveyard (even though he did still have a few horcruxes) he would be dead for awhile longer and I could find more out and plan against him. If he was dead already Fred, Tonks, Remus, Colin, Sirius and many others wouldn't be dead in the battle along with all the others who died in both wars. The poor innocent muggles who didn't even know why they died. What for? Why did everyone die for? Whatever it was this war was because of me – it is my entire fault.

I felt a quick tug on my hand. I could recognise that hand anywhere – Ginny. We were walking past a dark corridor and she pulled me into it pressed my back up against the wall and she faced me with a hard fierce face, put a hand on my chest and talked to Hermione for a second. We watched everyone walk past. Charlie, Bill, and George saw her pull me into this corridor because they followed us in. Ginny dropped her hand off my chest before they could see where it was.

"I am just going to talk to Harry, and get him back to his senses as he is quite lost." She said coldly before any of them could raise a breath.

George looked as if that explanation was good enough, but for Bill and Charlie it didn't satisfy them.
"What? Do you want to know every word that I say to him? Because I'm not going to start until you are gone. With luck's sake you may never know what I am going to say to him. So will you excuse yourselves to eat please" Ginny said commandingly, almost icy and stared at them intensely. They left after that but not without Bill saying first;

"Don't take too long, and don't wander around on your way." We both nodded in agreement and they left us. Ginny didn't turn back to me until about a minute after the boys had gone and her eyes were so intense that I flinched. She put her hand back on my chest firmly as if I would move and didn't look away from my eyes. I found I was captured by them, by their beauty, blazing look and warmth.

"Harry, it is not your fault. None of it is. Not Remus' death, not Tonks' death, not Colin's death not even Fred's death" She choked a little on the last name.

"You have to believe me. It is not your fault. None of it is. You couldn't prevent Riddle going bad, him turning into Voldemort. Killing everything in sight. You couldn't even stop Voldemort coming into Hogwarts. You couldn't stop Remus, Tonks, Fred, Colin and everyone else coming to the aid of not only you but Hogwarts to prevent the school from destruction and more evil." She paused so this would sink in.

"It. Is. Not. Your. Fault." She said individually and with conviction but emphasising 'not' the most.
I grabbed Ginny's hand on my chest and sagged down the wall. Ginny basically fell on me but I didn't mind and I hope that she didn't. Emotions were running high in my body. I felt the guilt lifting but I didn't want it to. I didn't want to feel the relief that Ginny brought to me. To take the deaths of all those people on my shoulders was a massive task.

Ginny settled next to me as I started to speak.

"I could have done something. Something to help make the odds not as horrible, being more careful – especially in the Ravenclaw common room. I more-so shouldn't have come here."

"You needed to come here. It's your home, where you belong. You needed to do something here. Under Dumbledore's orders. Anyway, he would have caught up with you anyway; it was only a matter of time. It's just lucky that we were all here to protect you – what good that did" she said as a side comment ". There was no-one to help fight for, we all knew that he was after you. Without you we were nothing. And more importantly I would be nothing without you." She paused.

"I saw Neville talking to Ron and Hermione. What Neville said must have been terrible because they became ghost white, and Hermione started to sway dangerously – Neville grabbed her Ron was too rooted to the spot. After she righted herself she became more frantic than when the OWL's were on. I mean that Neville must have given them a little warning. I didn't. When Voldemort said that you were dead. I couldn't believe it. I instantly burst out into tears and sank to the floor. Hermione came over because everyone else was too dumbfounded. She looked like a train wreck Harry! If you could imagine what happened to Hermione you wouldn't be able to comprehend what Ron looked like." She started to sob and sniffle a bit. "I couldn't believe" sob "that you would just run "sniffle "away. You wouldn't do that; you're more "sob" likely to give yourself up."

"You're right, I would never leave or run away from a fight to leave my family and friends to suffer the consequences. I gave myself up. I gave you a chance to kill him, all of you. The D.A and the Order and all the others who could have. With me gone you could concentrate on killing him and he couldn't hurt you."

"And we still left it up to you to finish him off"

We sat there together; Ginny moved her head to his shoulder and stopped sobbing. The sobbing and sniffling had disturbed me more than the words, he wish he could take these emotions away from inside of her.

"I saw you…" I started, but I didn't finish.

"You saw me when?" Ginny inquired softly. I sighed.

"I saw you when you were comforting the little girl – she didn't want to fight anymore. I could tell that you knew that I was there. You looked around searching. It was for me wasn't it?" She nodded.

"I could feel your presence. Anywhere near me I can feel that you're close. At times it is good. Others it was very annoying. I could feel your presence when I was at Hogwarts sometimes. And I knew that you would never take such a stupid risk as to come so near. And once in the summer holidays, I could feel you were really close, as if you were beside me. It drove me almost insane for a few hours than you left. Than I think I felt you really strongly when I was seeing Hermione and Ron talk to Neville and than I turned cold. I still have no idea how I came so cold but than about ten seconds later I was warm again. I have no idea why that happened. It was scary."

I didn't want to tell her that I saw her just before I died, and I she was the first person I saw when I opened my eyes after my death.

"I have no idea what happened although I feel the same way, when I was looking at you on the marauders map during the camping trip I felt as if you were sitting next to me in spirit. In my… travels I came close to the burrow I felt as if you were walking with me next to Ron and Hermione. Just before in the common room when I was totally out of it, you made me snap out of it quicker than I would have usually have, it's as if you are a medicine to me."

After my admission we sat there for a little while thinking about what this will mean for the future and all that.

"I think we should be getting to the Great Hall. Your brothers will kill me if I'm with you for too much longer alone." I got up, pulling Ginny up with me.

"Yeah, they might think that there is something going on between you and I." she said if that was something that could never happen. I laughed at her humorous joke.

We walked down there my hand around her shoulders, her hand around my waist.
We took out hands off each other just before we got into seeing distance of the Great Hall.

"Ready to be 'Just Friends'?" I joked with her before I got into seeing distance of the Great Hall.

"Nope. Never. I could never be 'Just Friends' with you."

We faced each other. I picked up a lock of her wonderful red hair and twisted it around my finger. She laid a hand over my heart on my chest.

"Come on; let's get this over and done with. 'The entrance of 'The Saviour of the Wizarding World' to his first breakfast in peace while the whole Hogwarts school looks over in amazement of what he did'" Ginny said smiling.

"God, I hope nobody heard that, or it will be the headline for tomorrow's 'Daily Prophet'!" I said groaning in annoyance.

We walked into the hall, Ginny first. I was trying not to look at all the people who were staring at me and I tried to find Ron, Hermione and the rest of the Weasley family. I found the at the usual Gryffindor table halfway up the hall. I sought Bill and Charlie's faces – they didn't look that happy looking at me. They sat there looking between us, than they looked at each other and whispering to each other. There was no-one on the teachers table as I found them scattered around the hall sitting with other families. I went to sit next to Hermione- I didn't want to risk sitting next to Ron if he strung the two dots together and Ginny sat next to her mother. I was still looking at Charlie and Bill out of the corner of my eye. I saw their faces relax slightly. Their eyes never left Ginny or I during the meal. Thankfully, everyone's eyes from the whole Hall went back to their plates and companions.

The room what hissing with small whispers, probably wondering what we were doing for the past year. I figured that we'd have to make out a story that we could tell everyone – nothing about Horcruxes and no particular details on anything in particular.

In that meal Ron, Hermione and I whispered together to work out the different versions that we were going to tell people. The Media version was just going to be a shallow version of everything. The version that we were going to tell the order, the DA, teachers and general friends of ours would have more details than the media, but still not that much detail; because there were so many in that category that the media will know that version soon enough. We figured out a version that we would tell just the immediate family including Andromeda Tonks we would tell almost everything, though still leave bits and pieces out. Silently Hermione and I agreed that only Ginny will know all the details of our travels. I would not leave anything out or spare any details.

After Breakfast we came up to Professor McGonagall and asked if we could use a spare room to tell everyone what happened this year.

"You can use the Headmasters office. All the portraits would like to know the story and it shall spread like wildfire so I suggest that you be careful with your words."

"Um, Professor. Isn't it your office now?" Hermione asked a little timidly.

"Ah, yes Granger, sorry it has been habit that I call it that. Thankyou for your observation though."

Once we'd rounded up all our friends that were at Hogwarts, all the Order that survived, and most of the D.A. We lead them to Headmistress McGonagall's office and I started telling the story, of the past few years not just last year.

I started off by telling everyone briefly about Quirrell and the Philosopher's Stone in my first year. Though most people have already heard these tales, but it was important. I subtly emphasised the importance of the teenage Riddle's diary and the Chamber of Secrets. I told them a little about how Pettigrew got away from us to go to his master. I told everyone about the highly publicised Tri-Wizard Tournament and the Graveyard. The fifth year, the starting of the DA and the battle of the ministry. I told them briefly about the lessons that Dumbledore was giving me, the death of Dumbledore. I told them that Voldemort had ensured that he could live even though his body could die and come back again to haunt us again. All three of us rattled on about camping in the middle of no-where. Everyone was shocked when we broke the news that Ron left us for a while. For awhile Ron was not the most favoured person in the room. In front of everyone he basically got a real-life howler from Mrs Weasley and many glares from the rest of the Weasley family especially Ginny. We quickly rectified the damage by gliding over the pond scene. As everyone had known of Dobby or had met him they were all sad that he died. Fleur, Ginny and Mrs Weasley hugged Hermione fiercely when we told them that she was tortured by Bellatrix at an unnamed location. I glazed over the Gringotts visit saying that we'd forced our way into a secure location and stole something of significant value of Voldemort. Most of the girls became quite light headed and distressed when I told them that I needed to die and all of the boys looked quite apprehensive of me because I have actually died and I am still alive and moving and solid. Everyone was not sure how I was still alive, I said I had no idea how I was still alive and 'myself' still.

Once we'd finished telling them about everything everyone clapped at the marvellous tale that we'd been apart of. After a bit of question answering everyone started filing out of the room. I pulled Professor McGonagall to the side of the room.

"Professor, I would like to ask you about the possibility of you putting Professor Snape's portrait put on the wall of honour behind your desk?"

"Mr Potter! Are you out of your mind? I know you are quite like your father. Sometimes you remind me of him so much. Especially when you insult professor Snape. I now take your fathers side of things. Professor Snape Will NEVER become apart of the portraits of Hogwarts. Never shall I put one up not as long as I live shall he be up there!" She said quite loudly which got Hermione, Ron and Ginny's attention from across the room. I stepped back so they could stand around and join this conversation.

"What if I show you proof? He was good you know. He always loved Lilly Evans, never stopped loving her. I was the reason for Snape staying on the good side I was Lilly's last legacy. He always sided with Dumbledore, even when it was tough."

Did not let her get a word in after that and I looked up to Dumbledore's portrait on the wall.
"You probably know the memories that he gave me, can I show them the relevant ones?"
"Yes Harry, which is a wise decision. Though to remove the personal ones which I would say Severus would hate if it became public knowledge; you have to think of the memory and pull it towards you. Then put it in a jar to keep safe."

After I removed the personal memories and put them into jars which Hermione conjured; they watched Snape show his loyalty to Dumbledore.

They had finished looking at the memories and came out of the pensive – McGonagall was looking a little teary and trying to disguise it as dust in her eye. Ginny was in a little state of shock probably thinking of all the things she'd done to him during the year to make his job a lot harder than it already was. Ron and Hermione looked a little grim and definitely not jubilant about this news seeing that we'd always first looked to him when things went wrong.

The Professor turned to Dumbledore's portrait and gushed.

"Oh, Albus. I said so many things against him after what he did to you. I didn't know so much. Though if he had us on his side working with him not publically so against him it would have been so much harder for Severus to keep his cover. I understand why you never told me why you trusted him so."

After this admission certainly felt that I was not needed here to complicate things more. So I started to leave, but McGonagall must have heard me trying to leave because she called me back before I reached the door.

"Harry" she began. I noted the use of my first name – that'd never actually happened before. "I would like to tell you that it shall be done. Severus Snape shall be in the Headmaster Gallery in here."

"Thankyou Professor. I'm sure that he will not appreciate it but I will anyway."
She grinned in agreement.

"Yes, he will not appreciate it, but I can not wait for the time when I shall tease him about Gryffindor winning the Quidditch house cup. I may be headmistress but, I shall always cheer for Gryffindor. Though it shall be hard to seem like I am on nobody's team." She reflected for a moment or two.
"You may leave now. Please try not to get into any more trouble than you already have. I do not want to see on the 'Daily Prophet' headlining 'Harry Potter Killed by Revenge Strike' or something or-rather written by that terrible author Rita Skeeter saying that 'though he has survived the curse three times or maybe more from He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, simple Death Eaters gave him a run for his money and his luck has struck out…' "She said the last bit in a voice closely resembling Skeeter's.

We all laughed at the thought of Rita Skeeter ever writing such a story on me ever.

"I'll try Professor" I said solemnly after we stopped laughing.

"I'll make sure of that" Ginny said.

"Me too." Said Ron and Hermione afterwards.

"Well than, off you go. I'm sure you have more important things to do than standing around here. Though, may I see you Hermione in a while? You can come back later please."

"Oh, professor. Can someone retrieve Snape's body from the shrieking shack so it wont decay there?"

"It shall be done"

We left. I think the others were still a little bit shocked about Snape. I was wandering nowhere in particular until Ron tugged me into a different corridor than I 'planned'. I realised after a bit that it lead to the great hall – Food. I rolled my eyes and looked at Ginny she was smiling slyly a little also thinking about Ron's reasons.

We entered the hall, again for the second time that morning. There were some people in there including the whole Weasley family, but on the other side of the hall were two figures sitting on their lonesome.

I pulled Ron with me aiming for those figures, I knew that Hermione and Ginny were going to follow. I let go of Ron as he figured out where I was going to, he probably wouldn't have come if he recognised the pair. Once he did recognise them he rounded on me and tried to pull me back.

"Are you mental?"

"Possibly, but personally I think I'm mad." Resisting the force to be pulled the other way.

"Remember what they did for us and personally I have to thank them" I continued forcefully but not loudly. Ron was blank for a few seconds when it dawned on him, he let go of my hand reluctantly an allowed me to continue.

I heard a gasp from Ginny and an all-knowing sigh from Hermione as they recognised the people.
They were the Malfoy's.

Draco and his mother Narcissa were looking down onto their plates which looked untouched. Narcissa had her arm around her son pulling him close.

They only looked up when we stopped in front of them.

Narcissa's eyes were puffy and red and with a distraught look on her face. Draco didn't look as bad but he looked quite sad. His eyes changed though from sadness to surprise than to defence and anger.

He suddenly stood up and took a deep breath either to calm himself or say something to us but he never got the chance I butted in first.

"I would like to thank you for saving me in the forest" I said towards Narcissa.

Everyone but Narcissa and I had looks of complete shock and confusion.

They all looked at us in shock and mumbled something unintelligible. The first sentence that came out of their mouths all at different times was

"Mrs Malfoy saved Harry life?" or

"My Mum saved Potters life?" for Draco's sake.

Narcissa stood up and hugged Harry and whispered to him

"No. I should thank you. You gave me hope... and you killed the Dark Lord. I can never thank you enough for that. He war ripping my family apart and therefore my heart too."

"Don't thank me. It is your decision that made sure that I lived and defeated Voldemort." She flinched "But can you please just talk to your sister- Andy. She'll need all the help she can get at the moment."

Narcissa pulled back and nodded in agreement.

Draco still looked in a state of shock, almost as if he was paralysed and I doubted what he would do next would help one bit.

"Thankyou Draco for not ratting us out at your house when you knew that it was us." He held out his hand for Draco to shake but he just stared at it. What got him moving was his mothers nudge. He grabbed my hand and shook it. Then pulled me in close and said in my ear menacingly – didn't scare me though.

"What did my mum do?"

"I'll tell everyone in a second."

I sat down next to them. Narcissa on my left, Draco next to her and Ginny on my right holding my hand under the table, Ron and Hermione climbed over the bench to face me. Ron looking at Draco carefully and thankfully distracted into not seeing Ginny and I.

I explained what happened from the point of Snape's office where I knew I had to die but didn't (I muffed over the dying part) until after Neville's outburst. Once I finished Ginny was crying into Narcissa's shoulder as she had come off her seat and moved next to Ginny. Gin was whispering as if a mantra "Thankyou"

Hermione was cuddled into Ron taking comfort with a bit of surprise on their face – they didn't know I didn't draw a wand or anything like that. Draco looked a bit like a bludger had hit him over the head.

"You really are a Gryffindor Potter." Draco said sincerely. "I mean walking yourself to your death. A trap like that took guts and knowing that you would never see this world again," He paused for a second deliberating his next words "and Miss Weasley here!" He smirked I raised an eyebrow. He was going well until that phrase. "But seriously I don't think any-one else could have done it, and therefore I ... admire you for that."

I lowered my eyebrow. At least he finished well.

"Um… Thanks Draco" I said. He nodded in reply than turned to Ron

'Hey, Weasley. I'm sorry for provoking you all those times, and 'Weasley is the king' it was a good song… for the wrong team, but you are a really good keeper if you put your mind to it and I'm sorry about your brother. Fred was famous for his pranks in our common room as well, even-though they were mostly pulled on Slytherins." Ron was in a little bit of a daze but he stuck out his hand over the table and Draco shook it.

"Granger. Finally." He said inclining his head towards ton and smirked a little. Hermione and Ron blushed a cit. "And I'm sorry about calling you all those names for the past seven years – I was only jealous of you, because I was beat in every test by a muggle-born and Father really hated that. Though mother didn't seem to mind."

"Thankyou Draco," Hermione replied. "You are really quite smart as well and you were the reason I studied so much, I couldn't give you the satisfaction of you beating me." Hermione smirked at him while Draco looked quite annoyed and surprised.

"Ginny," He said after considering what Hermione had said. "I'm not sure if I can give you a list of things like the others but, I'll say sorry from my father about the Diary… and your Boogey Bat hex is really good." He thought for a moment and smiled. "He's a keeper." He nodded his head towards my direction. Finny didn't blush but smiled. By this point she'd controlled herself and wasn't hanging onto Narcissa.

"Thank you. I intend to keep him."

She cuddled up to me and I put my arms around her protectively. Hermione smiled at us approvingly, Ron looked resigned and looked as if he was thinking the possibilities of boyfriends Ginny could have had, and Narcissa looked at us with slightly dreamy eyes and a wistful smile. Draco on the other-hand now had an expressionless face most likely thinking of his father who was right now enjoying the splendours of Azkaban along with his other Death Eater friends. Though there wasn't that many left after Voldemort's demise they were mostly killed in the 'Revenge of Harry Potter Battle' and only the very lucky Death Eaters survived that wave of the war. Though some still escaped and are now in hiding – I shall hunt them down. Draco was saved from Azkaban because he was in the castle and on our side for most of the fight while Narcissa could not fight because her wand was gone and she never said a spell of attack or defence while in the battle. She was forced to the clearing by her Husband who just like his wife just wanted to find his son but caused considerable damage before the hour of respite and through-out, and before the battle.

I got up to check on how the rest of the Weasley family was holding up on the other side of the hall. Everyone also stood with me. Harry shook hands with Draco and kissed Narcissa's cheek reminding her to send an owl to her sister. Ton also shook Draco's hand though rather grudgingly. Hermione and Gin both kissed Narcissa's cheek and hugged her too they also kissed Draco's cheek as well. Ron did not look happy at that, I didn't mind.

The four walked over to the gathered Weasleys and Bill was staring at me almost glaring as if I'd done something unforgivable, or illegal. We sat down with them Ron, Hermione, Gin and I. I also noticed that Charlie also was obviously glaring at me. Just me. I started to think about what I'd done wrong. I had no idea so I just looked from one to the other. After about thirty seconds I stood up.

"Stay. This is my battle with your brothers whatever it is." To Ron, Hermione and Gin who looked suspiciously at them but stayed.

I walked out of the hall, I knew they were following me I could feel the glares on my back. I kept walking leading them to a secluded area of the castle where you could hardly hear anything from that area from the outside. I stayed facing away from them. Bill and Charlie walked up on either side of me and Charlie rounded up on me.

"WHAT WERE YOUDOING BEING FRIENDLY TO THE MALFOY'S…? ARE YOU MAD? THEY'RE THE ENEMY, ON THE WRONG SIDE! THE SIDE THAT KILLED FRED! DO YOU GET THAT? OR DON'T YOU CARE?" Charlie finally finished. I thought quickly and carefully about what to tell them.

"I care Charlie, Bill. I care about you all Weasleys. Fred was my brother too. Not by blood but it was good enough, I wish I could revenge his death. I wish I could revenge all the other people's deaths too. It was my fault that they all died at the castle. I lead him here. I also care about peace in the Wizarding world there has been war, dislike and no trust between people for so long that I have no idea how our would functions. The reason I was talking to the Malfoy's was because they saved my life," they looked really shocked "once each, Narcissa in the forest when Voldemort chose her to declare me dead and Draco saved our lives at his house before I got to Bills." They were both quiet and stunned so I continued.

"When I got hit by the Killing Curse I really did die – I went to never land where mist surrounded me. Before long the mist cleared and I woke back up on the floor face up in the forest again. I was quite confused for awhile but just as the mist came and went everything made sense when I woke up. Like a veil had been over me for so long that everything just fit together like a puzzle. When I did wake up Voldemort needed some time and so I just laid there waiting to be found alive. He obviously pointed to someone and they came up to me and felt that I was alive – that was Narcissa. She asked me if Draco was alive. I told her that it was so and she declared me dead. A lie to Lord Voldemort for me so I could live and defeat him at a great personal risk to not only herself but her family. Just before we left got to Bills house we were caught by snatchers by my own stupid fault" I said the last bit quite bitterly re-running the scene in my head again. "They were sure that we were 'Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger' but Hermione disfigured my features quite quickly but my scar stayed. We were taken to Malfoy Manor where we were put in front of Draco to see if he could recognise us. Malfoy knew it was us with one glance and I knew that we were done in for. I could also see in his eyes sympathy and a bit of defiance. As he was basically being ordered by Bellatrix to confirm us but he lied to them saying that it wasn't us. If he had said it was us we would have been dead from Voldemort's hand that afternoon."

I paused for a bit reflecting on my words. And also thinking of ways to reconcile the Malfoys to the Weasley boys in front of me.

"The Malfoy's are not actually on the wrong side. Narcissa was forced into it because of Luscious. And Draco was also forced because his father failed in the ministry. Both Draco and Narcissa didn't fight in the battle against us. Narcissa didn't even have a wand. The Malfoy's have also been in disgrace because of failure at the ministry and Draco didn't kill Dumbledore –they've been lazing around this past year basically. I know what side killed Fred and it wasn't ours. It the people who were fighting for power and royalty and all the other unnessercary things while we were fighting for freedom, our families, revenge on our friends and peace. The Malfoys had discovered their wrong doing long ago but they couldn't actually pull out of being a Death Eater, they just did the bare minimum."

"I also never wanted Ron and Hermione to come with me on any of our adventures but they wouldn't let me go alone. I do care about them. I love them like my own brother and sister that's my age. They had to force on me the necessity of them staying with me. I wasn't happy but in the end I have no idea what I would have done without them."

I'd said all that I could to ever possibly hopefully explain to them about everything. Bill and Charlie seemed to take it quite well.

"I didn't mean about the not caring bit, because you wouldn't have killed yourself… well walked into Voldemort's hands if you didn't care. And I know that we all love you too, that you are our brother because when we all heard the news that you'd died it was just as bad as knowing Fred had died again. It looked to all of us Weasleys that the same emotions were running through our hearts though not as bad as Ron, Hermione and Ginny." At this point his eyes narrowed slightly, I could see the question in them.

"I am just friends with Ginny. After she got over her 'blushing when Harry Potter is near me' phase we became friends."

"Well, that's good to know." Charlie replied.

"Harry, it is no wonder that you were first called 'The Boy who lived' than 'The Chosen one'. You are more courageous, loving, generous and stronger than anyone altogether. I am proud to call you family and by brother." Said Bill admiringly.

We returned to the Great Hall in good spirits but not talking about anything much. I spotted Ginny, Ron and Hermione all looking anxious but once they'd spotted me they relaxed. They had obviously speculated about what we were talking about out there.

I sat next to Ginny again and explained what we were talking about Ginny explained her theory about them finding out that we were together and that they were duelling me or something. I personally found this a little amusing but I know that that'll be coming soon enough.

"Just for security measures try to got onto their good side, you know hew bad Ron was… they'll be worse." She suggested finishing off.

I defiantly thought upon the possibility of that happening because I am not sure that even Ron is still ok about us together or anyone for that matter. But that issue was cleared up as Ron said.
"I'll prey for you mate. You may have thought that that battle was bad but you have a war coming to you with my brothers. I have no idea what side I'll be on but I'll put in a good word for you. OW!" he finished as Hermione nudged him and this must have caused him to change his mind.
"I'll be on your side so you don't die. That'll be annoying if you do. And I doubt that mum would like it if you get picked on. She likes you."

I wondered to myself if I had Ginny, Ron, Mrs Weasley, Hermione and probably Fleur on one side and Charlie, Bill, Percy and George on the other side with an undetermined Mr Weasley. I deliberated on the outcome, though Hermione wouldn't have that much influence over them but she is quite logical while also very good in a fight mental and physical. I would have to say that I have a good side having Fleur on my side and she is not one that should be reckoned with since the Tri-Wizard and also both the Weasley girls are on my side therefore a force of nature On the other side there were four determined red-head big brothers trying to protect their little 'innocent' sister. I think I might just have a shave of the advantage while I am proceeding into the war.

Throughout the rest of the day I tried not to think about that prospect. Some time I did succeed and others I failed miserably. Ginny pointed out to me that day that I was more afraid of a bunch of Weasley brothers than dying (she sniffled thinking about me deciding to die) or fighting Voldemort. I therefore pointed out to her that if she and Ron were anything to by that I should actually be afraid. Ginny and Ron couldn't see the point that I was making but Hermione –quick as ever saw my point and said she'll prey for me. This didn't give me any confidence what's so ever.

Hermione went off during the day to see McGonagall and came back looking pleased with herself. When they thought I wasn't looking she looked straight at both Ron and Ginny and nodded her head as if confirming something to them. They smiled back and nodded to her as well pleased with the result I pretended that I didn't see the communication between them. I can only assume that while I was talking with the eldest Weasley children that the youngest rallied Hermione to know what she was talking to McGonagall about, but I will probably find out sooner or later. I didn't mind – just as long as it isn't a nasty surprise.

We passed the rest of the day in idleness talking about anything, remembering memories of those who'd passed on to Never land and comforting each other. Today was also a day of mourning.
Mr Weasley caught up to us early in the afternoon and told us to get a good night's sleep in because the next day would possibly be very busy as we were going back to the Burrow. Mr and Mrs Weasley didn't know in what condition it would be found in and we were going to give it a thorough cleaning. We (Ginny and I, Ron and Hermione) said a long good night in a dark corner of the castle before returning altogether to the common room pretended being really tired – well I didn't actually need to pretend.