Why? A question that seemed so Immature to ponder even he was disappointed in himself, But the truth was he didn't care about asking deeper questions. He just wanted to know why? Why had his life gone to such shit? Why was his family poor? Why was he not as talented as Fred and George or as smart as Hermione? But most of all he wanted to know why he was currently, with the help of his brothers the lead pallbearer for the casket of harry James potter.
His best friend had died something he had begun to believe was impossible. Harry had survived so many times before. But the reality was he was gone, just as dead as his mother's brothers who had died in the first war. Harry's body had returned with the portkey that was the Triwizard cup. Dumbledore had ordered everyone sent home that night. He and Hermione had cried inconsolably . Dumbledore and Cornelius fudge spoke for hours, with Dumbledore trying to convince the Minister the dark lord had returned it was only after hearing barty crouch Jr's full confession that Cornelius finally relented.
The next morning the daily prophet ran their most truthful headline in years "Harry potter found dead He who must not be named has returned".
A lot had happened in the last couple days, but today was about harry, it had been decided that harry would be buried in Godric's Hollow in the same cemetery as his parents. The funeral was not widely attended not even Hermione was there her parents having been contacted by Dumbledore whisked her away the morning after he died. Only Ron's family, Remus, Dumbledore and a big black dog that would not stop howling attended. There was no grand eulogy given, everyone said goodbye in their own way. Ron did not sleep that night.
Dumbledore arrived unexpectedly the next morning to see Ron. "Mr. Weasley I shall not bother with small talk, I'm here to offer you an opportunity nothing more. I'm offering you special classes with me every night for the next three years of your schooling with the purpose of these classes being to prepare you for the destruction of lord Voldermort. I do not want you to answer immediately, But if your answer is yes Wright to me before the end of summer so I can begin preparing. Ron didn't know what to make of the meeting as quickly as the old wizard had appeared he was gone. Ron for once in his life decided that he needed to think calmly, and he always thought calmly around her. Yes he had decided that he would go visit her "mom I think it's time we go visit Ginny"