A/N: Just a quick oneshot on Ginny asking Harry about when he died. Written in 5 minutes, because I was bored. Rated T for death. JK owns the Potterverse, not me :(
"What's it like?"
"What's it like what?"
She seemed to ignore this. "Does it hurt?"
He caught on quickly. "Well, it does if you come back. But if it actually happens, no. All the pain leaves."
This is what she seemed to want to hear. "Good. What about right before?"
"Well, not many people know that it's gonna happen."
"But, you did," she reminded him.
"Yes, I did."
"Well?" she inquired.
He looked into her eyes. "To say I was scared would be an understatement. I felt like I hadn't finished my purpose. I wished more than anything that I had more time."
"Then, why did you do it?" Hurt was clear in her eyes.
"You."
"Me?" she took this the wrong way.
He hastened to correct her. "I did it because, more than anything, I wanted you to have a future without worry. I did it to keep you safe."
"Oh," was her only reply. She sat and thought for a while. "You didn't even try to stop him?"
"Nope. And my last thought was of you…your lips on mine."
"Like this?" she asked. And, with that, she kissed him.
A/N: As always, reveiwers get Chocolate Frogs with Dumbledore cards :)