I AM GOING TO KILL HIM

I've read a few of these types of story and have come to the conclusion that they are all to depressing, so I set myself the challenge of writing one that was funny. I think it is fair to say that I've failed, but I like to think that it is a little funny even if it's more angst than humor.

Ginny was sitting at the Gryffindor table with Luna and Neville eating breakfast. Her family was talking to people who had survived the final battle and the ministry, apart from George and Ron. She assumed George was with Angelina somewhere quiet. A great wave of anger and sorrow swept over her once again as she remembered Fred. She knew that George would never really be okay, sure he would smile and laugh and make jokes and maybe even have children in the future but he would never truly move on, and he would need all the help he could get. She found herself smiling she knew that Angelina would help him she would be great.

Sighing she looked up; it was the day after the final battle. Families were being reunited, people were crying and laughing. She could see a small boy beaming from ear to ear as he ran to meet an older man Ginny recognized as one of Kingsleys aurors. She smiled he must have fought in the battle and the boy must be his son; at least there were going to be some happy endings. The man picked up his son and swung him round stopping when his wife reached them to pull her into a hug and kiss her. Ginny felt another gut wrenching realization; Remus and Tonks should have been like that with Teddy, they should have been happy, had the chance to be a proper family.

''Ginny.'' she heard Neville speak as if from a long distance. ''Ginny.''

''Sorry.'' she said ''Day dreaming.''

Luna smiled and said in her usual dreamy voice. ''Its good fun isn't it?''

''Mmm'' Ginny said ''I wouldn't exactly describe it as fun.''

Neville watched her curiously. ''Aren't you going to go and see Harry now?''

Ginny shook her head, her long red hair swinging behind her back, ''No, I'm going to wait until he's down here, I want him to be fully awake when I see him.''

''Why?'' Neville asked.

''Because I want to hit him.'' She answered smiling.

Harry woke up on the morning after the battle with a pounding headache, typical. He pushed himself up on to his pillows and rubbed his eyes to wake himself up fully. There were a pile of clean clothes at the end of his bed; Hermione must have put them there. He smiled briefly she thought of everything. Pushing himself up of the bed he picked up the clothes to change into them after he'd had a shower.

It felt good to be in clean clothes, he couldn't remember the last time he felt clean. His arms hurt, his legs hurt, his head hurt and his heart hurt. All the people that had died, they didn't deserve it. None of them should have even been hurt, he should have died, not Fred, not Remus or Tonks, not Colin Creavey or any of the others. He sat back down on the bed and closed his eyes. He didn't want to go down to the great hall or even to the Gryffindor common room, but he had learnt from experience that the longer you put something off the harder it becomes. Sighing he got up and made his way slowly over to the door that led down to the common room and the rest of the world. As he climbed down the stories the realized that he hadn't see Ron or Hermione since the previous night when he'd left them together in the common room and he hadn't seen Ginny in even longer. He opened the door that led in to the common room to reveal Ron and Hermione sitting together next to the fire, they were the only ones in the room.

He smiled when he saw them Hermione was leaning on Ron who had his arm draped around her shoulders. They got up when they saw him and came over to him, Hermione looked concerned and Ron grinned.

''Harry.'' she said. ''Are you okay?''

''Fine.'' Harry lied forcing a smile.

He could tell that they didn't believe him but neither of them said anything for which he was grateful.

''Come on.'' Hermione said turning towards the portrait whole.

''Wait a second.'' Ron said. ''What are we doing?''

Harry looked as blank as Ron; Hermione rolled her eyes in an amused way. ''Down stairs, to see everyone.''

''Oh yeah,'' Ron said vaguely. ''I thought we could do that later.'' Harry nodded agreeing.

''Why not now?'' Hermione asked.

''Because'' Ron said, ''If we do it now everyone will want to know what we were doing and, well it would just be easier to do it later.''

''So you want to stay up here for the rest of our lives, that's slightly counter productive don't you think after everything we've just done.''

''I didn't mean that, I just thought that we could wait,'' Ron said,

Harry sighed he didn't exactly want to go down stairs and see everyone but he also wanted more than anything to see Ginny and as she wasn't in the common room it looked like he'd have to go and find her.

''Hermione's probably right you know, she normally is.'' he pointed out to Ron who seemed to be unable to find an argument to that point.

''Well then.'' Hermione said. ''Come on.''

''If Rita Skeeters there can we please go later?'' Ron said in a last attempt to stay in the deserted common room.

''I can get her to go away, you know that.''

''Nice try.'' Harry muttered to Ron as they followed Hermione out of the room.

''I still don't get it.'' Neville said. ''Harry just saved the whole wizarding world and you want to hit him.''

''Yes.'' Ginny said pride shining in her eyes, but noticing Neville's worried face she added. ''Don't worry Neville, its okay.''

Neville waited for more of an explanation but Ginny just looked over to where Rita Skeeter was trying to talk to people who had fought.

''I thought Hermione told her to stay away.'' She said angrily,

''Never mind that.'' Neville said. ''Why are you going to hit Harry?''

''You'll see soon enough.''

''You've wanted to see him for nearly a year and now that you can your going to hit him.''

''Yes Neville, you don't need too keep saying it that's what I'm going to do.''

Neville shook his head ''girls'' he muttered under his breath.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were just about to reach the great hall, their pace had gradually got slower until they stopped just before the entrance.

''You know what you were saying about spending the rest of our lives in Gryffindor common room Hermione?'' Harry said. ''It just became a lot more attractive.''

Ron nodded in agreement and Hermione rolled her eyes at them both in exasperation. ''Come on.'' She said and led the way into the great hall. When they entered the hall fell silent and then there was an outbreak of deafening applause that echoed around the room. The three of them stood there unsure how to react and waited for the applause to stop, which in the end it did, admittedly leaving them all slightly deaf.

Before anyone else moved Ginny had got up and ran over to the group when she reached Harry she threw her arms around his neck hugging him tightly and he pulled her closer. Harry could see Hermione making her way quickly over too Rita Skeeter who seemed very interested in him and Ginny, they exchanged a few quick words before Skeeter lowered her note pad, turned on her heel and left the hall in a huff. Harry smiled to himself before closing his eyes and pulling Ginny even closer to him. After what could have been years they broke apart and Ginny looked up into his amazing bright green eyes.

Then she raised her hand and slapped him hard around the face. There was a stunned silence in the hall, Ron made to move forwards but decided it was safer to stay back. Harry gaped at Ginny for a moment before saying loudly/ ''WHAT WAS THAT FOR?''

Ginny who was wearing and unreadable expression said just as loudly. ''THAT. THAT WAS FOR NOT TELLING ANYONE WHERE YOU WERE GOING OR WHAT YOU WERE DOING AND RUNNING OFF WITH THOSE TWO FOR NEARLY A YEAR AND THEN GETTING YOURSELF KILLED!''

Harry watched her for a moment, her eyes shone in the light streaming in through the window. ''Fair point.'' He said amused.

Ginny's anger left her and once again she threw her arms around his neck but this time she kissed him fiercely, and he kissed her back. They didn't care that the whole of Ginny's family, most of the ministry, and nearly all of Hogwarts were there, only that after a year of missing one another they could finally be together.

They separated but Ginny's arms didn't leave Harry's neck. ''And that,'' she whispered quietly. ''Was for coming back.''

Harry beamed as her breath tickled his face and pulled her into another hug ready to carry on with the rest of his life…

A/N

Yeah like I said depressing, it's hard to write things at this point in time that aren't I've found. I have a feeling that it's caused by everyone dying; it really puts a dampener on things.

So what do you think was it remotely funny or was that all my imagination (I think I have a rather strange one)?

Soo, please review (: tell me what you think.

Annnnd if you find that you are at a loss for what to do you could read one of my other stories.