I love you, Ginny Weasley

A tearstained Ginny Weasley collapsed onto the bench overlooking the small pond at the top of the hill. How could Harry do that to her? It just didn't make sense. At the bottom of the hill she could see her friends and… him talking outside the Burrow or were they arguing? Ginny couldn't tell and didn't care. Tears streamed from her eyes and she didn't bother to wipe them away as she thought back to all their wonderful times together…

Harry's fingers were linked through hers. A comfortable silence surrounding the couple as the trees rustled in the gentle breeze. The lake was completely deserted, everyone else was up at the castle. It was strange, she thought, how a few hours ago the whole wizarding world was in chaos and now everything seemed calm and peaceful. She could tell Harry was in deep thought and this troubled her as she knew Harry blamed himself for her brother's death, for Remus' and Tonks', for his parents' and for the countless other victims.

'Harry, you're thinking about everyone aren't you?'

Harry stopped dead in his tracks. He knew what she meant by 'everyone'. 'Everyone' was code for all the people that had lost their lives in the battle. When more than one person's death was involved but it hurt too much to say it bluntly or to go through a list of the people that had died. After the war there were too many 'everyone's and Ginny knew this troubled Harry.

'It's just there are so many people dead and it's all my fault. I didn't want any of this, I didn't want all these people to die. I'm so sorry Ginny, it's my fault Fred is dead and now George has lost his twin, you and Ron have lost a brother and your parents have lost a son. I can't imagine what this is like for you and your family Ginny but please forgive me I'm so sorry.'

He was crying. So was Ginny. She didn't know whether it was because he mentioned Fred or because she was so hurt to see him hurt but she was crying.

'Harry none of this is your fault. Harry look at me.' Ginny placed her small hand under his jaw and gently raised his head so his emerald eyes met her chocolate brown ones. 'None of this is your fault. It's Voldemort's and his stupid Death Eaters. Nobody blames you. For Merlin's sake Harry you just killed the darkest wizard of all time! Please don't blame yourself because you have done so many amazing things in your life and I know for a fact that Fred, Tonks, Lupin, your parents and all the other people wouldn't want you to feel like this. I love you Harry James Potter, wizarding world hero or not, I love you and I'm not going to let you blame yourself, okay? Those people, they didn't die in vain – they died because they believe in you and your dream to make the wizarding world safer and damn it Harry you just killed Voldemort so trust me you have achieved your goal. Now please stop crying and goddamn kiss me already!''

Harry didn't need any more persuading. His lips came crashing down onto Ginny's in the most amazing kiss ever shared between two people. It was soft but full of passion and slow but full of need. They could taste salty tears on each other's lips but that didn't matter. They were together, they were in love, they were invincible and in that moment Harry felt like everything was perfect.

'I love you, Ginny Weasley.'