"I can still remember the good times. When we were happy just to be with each other, and everywhere we looked was beauty, as long as we were together. When I knew she loved me, and she knew that I loved her.

And when she missed Fred and everyone else who had died in the war and just needed a shoulder to cry on, I was that shoulder. And her laugh was so contagious, that as soon as she started laughing, you could guarantee that within a few seconds I'd be laughing too, even if we were in the middle of an argument.

We would always spend as much time together in the late summer and early autumn, as the Harpies started playing regularly in late October, and sometimes weeks would go by when we barely said more than a few words to each other all day. I always looked forward to September and often took the month off, just so I could actually spend time with her. It was our special time. Our wedding was in late August as well, which made it even more special. On our wedding day I know she got upset that so many people couldn't be there, and despite Molly's best efforts I managed to see her before the ceremony, to remind her that although they may not have been there in body, all of them, Fred, Lupin, Tonks, my parents and everyone else were there in spirit.

Eventually though, after many years, our happiness was burst. My darling Ginny was diagnosed with dementia, a disease that even the best Healers cannot find a cure for. She slowly but surely began to drift away from me, and it broke my heart every time she'd forget something else. I began to dread waking up in the morning, in case today was the day she would forget me. When that day came, I began to pray that I would hear the words 'I love you' just one more time from her lips. Then came the day when I shuffled my way into her room at St Mungo's and she looked straight at me and said the words I'd been praying to hear. 'I love you Harry'. I hugged her, and she hugged me back, the first close contact we'd shared in months. Later that day I got the owl to tell me she was very close to death. I hurried to the hospital, where I got there just in time. Her last words to me were 'Don't forget Harry. Please don't forget me.' I assured her that I could never forget her. That she was going to be the light in my life until the end. She smiled contentedly, and then drifted away peacefully. I think remembering drained all her strength, but I'm glad. I wouldn't have wanted her to die believing she was alone, and having forgotten her whole family, who she loved so much. I will always remember the good times, and I will always value the lessons I learnt from the bad times."

Harry made his way back to his seat, in-between Albus and James, who were both wiping tears from their cheeks. He was surrounded by his family, as the love of his life was lowered into the ground.