Chapter 1
Authours Note:
So, I know there is some fluff at first but don't worry, there will be more soon R&R please
People had always whispered wherever he went. Pointing and talking. He knew that they talked behind his back. But he had gotten used to it. Harry Potter was greeted by cheers this time. He headed back downstairs from Dumbledore's office, greeting the broken gargoyle as he passed. He made his way through the crowd of people to the Weasley family. He found Ginny and they just sat, looking at the grieving families of their lost loved ones, looking at the celebrating fighters and the injured, being tended to by Madam Pomfrey. So many had come together that day to bring down the evil that had been oppressing the wizarding world for such a long time. Harry couldn't believe it was finally over. He had spent his life working towards this very moment, it seemed surreal now that it was actually here.
"Harry." Ginny whispered, catching his attention.
He said nothing, but simply kissed her, trying to express everything he felt in that moment. Greif, relief, happiness, celebration, pain, guilt – he was sure it was his fault all these people had died, he should have been braver and gone to Voldemort sooner, anger, tiredness, regret and finally, love. He had been waited anxiously to kiss her for so long, imagining how it would feel when he finally got to, it was even better that he had hoped or imagined.