The End of the Second War

Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed to the seventh floor to the Griffindor common room. Harry did not want to go back to the Great Hall and see the bodies of other people that had died for him. As he thought of all the people that died to protect him he couldn't help letting a tear fall on his cheek. The death of Lupin meant the death of his last protector, and then again he couldn't help feeling guilty for shouting at him back at Grimmauld Place. But that seemed so long ago. It seemed as if his life had been separated in two, when Voldemort was alive and after Voldemort's death. It felt the same as when Sirius had died. Without realizing it Harry, Ron, and Hermione had reached the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Password?" said the Fat Lady and Harry remembered that he had no idea what the password was.

"We don't know the password." said Ron.

"No password, no entrance!" replied the Fat Lady.

"What do you reckon we should do?" asked Harry.

"We could try and guess it." answered Hermione.

"Oh, why didn't I think of that? It should only take us about ten minutes to guess the password." said Ron sarcastically. Hermione looked very offended.

"Well,then why don't you think of a better plan if you're so smart?" she said angrily.

"All right, all right, quit it you two, I'll let you in." said the Fat Lady.

Harry entered the common room, followed by Ron and Hermione, only to find the whole Weasley family and all the Griffindons staring back at him. All the Griffindors started shouting things that sounded like "The Boy who lived" or "The Chosen One" followed by loud whistles, except for the Weasley's who looked sad and didn't join in all the cheering. Harry knew only two well why they were so sad, the loss of Fred meant a great sadness for the whole family. Harry couldn't help avoiding all the Weasley's eyes, he felt terribly guilty about Fred's death. He tried to leave to the dormitories but was stopped by Ginny. Harry didn't want to look in her eyes, those beautiful brown eyes. He tried very hard to resist the urge to hold her, kiss her, or try to comfort her.

"Look Ginny, I understand if you don't ever want to see me again. I….I understand if you feel like it was my fault Fred died and I can't help feeling the same way." Harry said.

Mrs. Weasley apparently heard everything he said because she hurried over to him and gave him a brief hug, which was so unlike her because her hugs were usually bone-crushing, but at the moment he understood the awkwardness.

"Harry, how could you ever say something like that? We are all devastated that Fred died but we all know that it's not your fault. Harry, Fred died trying fighting, he died like a hero." she said, a tear falling down from her eyes who looked red and puffy.

"I know, but if I hadn't involved you all in this he might still be alive, many people that died for me might've still be alive. You don't understand how I feel Mrs. Weasley. My parents died to save me, Sirius died for me, and so did Dumbledore, Mad-Eye, Lupin, Tonks, Snape, and so many others." he replied

"Snape, how did Snape ever try to help you? He was one of You-Know-Who's most loyal followers?"

Harry told her how Snape repented after his mother's death and how he was a spy for Dumbledore ever since. Harry could not help seeing the look of shock on everyone's faces who had probably been listening all along. This also came as a shock to Ron and Hermione whom Harry had just realized had not told about the memory he had received from Snape before he died.

"Even so Harry, all the people that died knew that their deaths were helping the downfall of You-Know-Who.Harry, you saved all of us from him. Don't you realized what you have done? You have succeded into doing something that many wizard have tried for over thirty years." said a tearful Mr. Weasley.

Harry didn't have a reply to that. It was true, he Harry, a seventeen year old had killed the most powerfull dark wizard in the world. He looked at Ginny who was looking into his eyes. Harry realized for the thousandth time how beautiful she was. He also realized that the end of Voldemort meant that they could finally be together and couldn't help but give her a smile. She hurried over to where he was and put her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. The best kiss they had ever shared because this kiss meant that they were finally free to be together. She pulled him into a tight embrace and muttered into his ear:

"I love you Harry, I always have!"

"I love you too Ginny!"