A/N: This is my first story. Please R&R. I am open to all criticism. Thanks again for choosing to read this story. I hope you like it. I have written 5 chapters so far in a journal but it might take me a while to type them all up…

Chapter 1: Leaving

Have you ever felt like this could be the best moment of your life?

Well this moment might be it for me. Here I am snogging my boyfriend, Harry, who had just killed, in my opinion, the most evil person on this planet, Voldemort. Even saying his name puts a chill through my bones.

As we broke apart from Harry looked at my with his stunning green eyes and I say, "Now you have no excuse to ever leave my side again."

"I promise to never leave," he replied as he leaned in to snog me again.

"Oi! Are you two planning on staying on this battlefield forever! And would you guys stop snogging in public. You're embarrassing me!" yelled Ron, my extremely annoying brother, who has to interrupt everything, as he walked up to us with Hermione at his side.

Hermione says, "Ummm Ron may I point out that we were not much better earlier." She grabs his hand and Ron turns bright red. I smirk in satisfaction, I love when Hermione points out his faults, but it is extremely annoying when she points out mine. Oh well!

Before we leave I want to say bye to some people just in case I don't see them for a while so I say, "Hey I want to say good-bye to some people!"

Ron, with his chance for payback, snickers "Yeah well you're to bloody late for that. We are the last ones here except for the rest of the family."

Woops I think as I look around and realize he's right and I feel my cheeks turning red.

Harry turns to me and says, "Ginny I love you to death but sometimes you can be such a BLONDE!"

"I AM NOT A BLONDE. I am red head so I have a temper but I am defiantly not BLONDE!" I yell in protest.

"Hey quit arguing you two love birds!" Hermione says trying to break us apart.

"Don't you tell us to stop bickering! I've had to listen to you and Ron bicker over every last thing for the past…what?... 7 years." Harry says defending himself.

Hermione looks ashamed and apologizes.

"Yeah sorry mate," Ron says, " We didn't realize what we were putting you through."

Soon we were walking back toward the rest of my family.

Mum looks up as we approach her and says, "Some on guys, we need to apparate. Don't forget we need to bring Tonks…Lupin…and…F…Fr... Fred." Her voice kept breaking, and I feel so bad for Mum. As much as she yells at us, she loves all very much and it must be killing her to lose one of us.

Ron says, "Mum it's ok. We'll help." I then realize that Ron does have a soft side to him, but he only uses it when he needs to and no more.

Harry agrees, "Yeah Mrs. Weasley. We'll help." He then turns to me, takes my hand, grabs Lupins and says, "Here I'll help you apparate."

Soon we are all back in the Burrow.

Everybody heads upstairs but I, unfortunately, had to help my mum get some old blankets to cover up the… bodies. I tear up as I drape and old sheet over Lupin. He and Tonks just had Ted and now they're dead. Ted will grow up like Harry, with no parents, and knowing the fact that his parents were killed in a war with Voldemort. Hopefully we'll take Ted in so at least he'll have a family that cares for him, unlike Harry who had Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia…ugh!

Oh and Fred…. How I'll miss his annoying but funny jokes. I feel a tear slide down my cheek and realize I probably should head upstairs and join the others. I walk into Ron's room, which he now shares with Harry pretty much all the time now.

Ron snickers, "Nice of you to join us. Did you just come to snog Harry again?"

I retort back, "So what if I were too, which I'm not. Did come just to snog Hermione?"

"Would you two stop arguing!" Hermione says, "You two need to behave yourselves. Especially you Ron you are over-age, now start acting like it. And you Ginny, you are almost over age so you need to start acting like it too! Now say your sorrys!"

"Your not my Mum." Ron says in protest.

She says with authority, "Well, I can go get your Mum if you really want me too!"

"You wouldn't!" he replies in astonishment.

"I swear on Merlin's saggy pants I will!" and for a second I thought she would. So I quickly say sorry and Ron follows suit.

Harry, who looks like he's getting a headache, says, "Are you guys finally done bickering? Cause we could start talking about what we need to talk about. But that's just a suggestion."

"Well, what in the bloody hell do we need to talk about?" Ron asks.

"How bout our feelings?" Hermione suggests.

The rest of us look at each other and make a silent agreement. I say, "How bout…. NO!" Ron and Harry murmur in agreement.

"Fine… It was just a suggestion." Hermione says and she turns red.

Ron says, "Yeah well your suggestion was good, we just don't want to do it."

I, of course take this chance to make fun of him, so I yell out, "FLIRT ALERT!!"

He turns bright read and I start to laugh but I stop when I hear the door open. I look and see Mum peeking in.

She must need something. What could she need help with? My question is answered when she asks; "I need help with all the invites to the funeral for Tonks, Lupin and Fred."

Hermione stands up and says, "Mrs. Weasley, Harry and I will do Tonks and Lupin's. Your family should just do Fred. He was part of your family and you shouldn't being worrying about anyone else's." Harry nods in agreement and I watch as he stiffens up and his eyes become glazed.

"No dears I can't let you do that." she reply's.

"No, Mrs. Weasley, we insist." Harry says but I feel his sadness because Lupin was like his father after he lost his dad and then Sirius.

After a small argument Mrs. Weasley finally agrees. "Fine but we will have their funerals together. None of them would have wanted to go out alone."

Hermione agrees with "That's a great idea Mrs. Weasley."

Mrs. Weasley's face changes to one of worry as she says, " We have a lot of work to do."

Harry says, "Don't worry Mrs. Weasley we'll help with everything."

Ron agrees and says, "Oh Mum don't worry. Most of us.." he turns and smirks at me "… are over-age."

I hate Ron sometimes. He always has to rub in the fact that he's older than me. I was about to start arguing but I stop myself because I don't want to cause Mum more trouble.

Obviously Hermione could tell what I was thinking cause she leans over and whispers, "Thanks. Good job keeping your cool. Even thought your younger, you are more mature than Ron. Just letting you know."

I whisper back, "Thanks."

Mrs. Weasley leaves us and Hermione says to the rest of us, "Why don't we go get started. We have lots of work to do."

Harry says, "Ok guys, what should we do for the planning? We need to come up with a theme and stuff. None of them would have wanted to leave us with an all black funeral. It needs to have a little pizzazz."

We all agree and a start thinking of ideas until suddenly Hermione says, "Hey! I got it! I think we should…."