A/N I really hope this story is alright, I'm not sure whether to continue it or not so please review and let me know!
Harry pushed open the door to the great hall and stared around at the devastation inside. The whole place was covered in dust and stone, the floor lined with dark scorch marks. Harry peered down the long row of bodies to the end of the hall where there was a group of red heads standing together. Harry blinked tears out of his eyes and stepped down the hall towards the small gathering. Ginny was knelt beside Fred's arm, clasping his hand in hers. They were all silent; nobody took notice as Harry approached. He tapped Ginny's bony shoulder; she turned and looked up at him. He held out his hand to her. She clasped it and let Harry lead her out the hall. He led her into the first chamber he came to, the chamber that he had stood in many years before, waiting to be sorted. They turned to face each other.
"Ginny, I'm so sorry about Fred." Harry whispered, a hard lump in his throat blocking his breath. Ginny looked up at Harry, her eyes sparkled with tears and her lips trembled.
"He loved you so much Ginny." Harry sighed. Ginny bit her lip, trying to hold everything together. She took a step closer to Harry.
"I c…can't believe he's gone." She stammered.
Harry held out his arms and Ginny fell into them. Suddenly she was sobbing into Harry's chest.
"I know it seems like the end of the world now, but you're strong Ginny. You can get through this." Harry whispered into her hair. Just then the door opened and Hermione stepped through cautiously.
"Erm… Mrs Weasley says we should head back to the burrow." She whispered before heading back out the door, hoping she hadn't interrupted anything.
Harry pulled Ginny's head up and took it carefully between his hands, staring into her soft brown eyes.
"I'll be there for you Ginny. I want to look after you. I'll never leave you again." Harry sighed. She looked thoughtful. Harry sat down on an abandoned desk in the corner of the chamber and she joined him, leaning her head on his muscled chest.
"Are you really going to be here forever?" Ginny sniffed.
"Of course I will, I love you Ginny." Harry confirmed.
They sat in silence for a few minutes. Once Ginny had stopped crying she stood up.
Harry put his arm around her and they left the chamber, in the entrance hall they discovered the other Weasleys waiting for them.
Mrs Weasley smiled at the sight of her daughter and Harry so close.
"Are you ready to return to the Burrow?" She asked.
Ginny nodded. Harry felt himself turn on the spot and immediately felt as though he was being squeezed through a dark, rubber tube. Just when he thought his lungs would burst he arrived in the overgrown garden of the burrow. As the other Weasley's began to pop up around him a deep feeling sadness fell over him. They were returning home, going on with their lives but they had lost so many. Fred wouldn't ever walk over the threshold again, neither would Lupin or Tonks and Teddy was an orphan. Harry sighed, there was no point dwelling on past events, he needed to move on, focus on the future. His future, with the girl he loved. He made his way towards the front door of the burrow. Mrs Weasley had already entered and disappeared. George, looking lost and alone without his partner in crime, headed straight upstairs. Nobody knew what to do with themselves. The battle was over, Voldemort was dead. They could get on with their lives. Harry turned and smiled at Ginny. It was going to be okay.