Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OTHER CHARACTERS, JOE ROWLING DOES! HENSE THE FACT THIS IS A FIC

A/N: This is my very first fic, so go easy on me please

Without Her

It's been a year since losing Tonks, Lupin, Fred, and Moody to the final battle. Fortunetly they took Bellatrix Lestrange, Fenrir Greyback, and Antonin Dolohov with them. It took so long for everyone to mourn and get back on their feet, Harry just thought to himself as long as Ginny is alive he will have the strength to keep going.

After he and Ginny grieved and comforted each other they became close again and they both will never forget the summer they spent together until just a week ago Ginny was killed while they were helping to track down the remaining Death Eaters. This particular follower wasn't one of the well known ones. This one just refused to go down without a fight. He blasted Harry, Bill, and Hermione back, stunned Ron, and put George in a full body bind before finally yelling out the killing curse which hit Ginny. This was their squad along with an Order member.

Harry hasn't slept in a few days. He was finally free of the throbbing pain of his scar but the pain on his heart was worst than any cruciatus or scar. He was now having the same reoccurring nightmare about the light leaving the faces of Cedric, Fred, His mom, dad, Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, Dobby, Dumbledore, Colin Creevey, and worst now- Ginny, followed by the piercing scream from Lily Potter,and ending with scenes of him and the rest of Weasleys at Ginny's funeral that took place just days ago.

He had decided he just wouldn't sleep, for his own health (which makes no sense).

Days in the Burrow seemed to get quieter and quieter, George slept in 'Fred and George's room' now without Fred and Hermione couldn't bear living in Ginny's room without Ginny so Ron's room was now occupied by her and Ron while Harry stayed (up) on the couch, watching the fire die out through the nights.

He couldn't help but to believe he was right about thinking he couldn't go on without Ginny and he knew it was selfish to think that he wished it were him because that would mean she would be going through the agony that he now has to endure.

He sat up, thinking, until it looked like it was around 6 in the morning and then it happened- He saw Ginny.

Oh no he dozed off but he doesn't want to wake up he will do anything to see her. First she is out cold in the Chamber of Secrets, then smiling up at him through a news paper with a pyramid behind her and the other Weasleys, now she is at the Yule Ball with Neville, dancing, next she is running at him because they won the Qudditch Cup followed by her pale and tears streaming down her face at Dumbledore's funeral, now she is stepping closer and closer to him in her room on his seventeenth birthday, at some girl's side during the final battle telling her she's going to be okay (while he is under the invisibility cloak), after that they are sitting on the edge of Ginny's bed looking at each other when she grabs his shoulders and start to shake him saying "Harry! Harry please come on!! Wake-…" … but wait a second she didn't say that and that is not Ginny's voice- it's Mrs. Weasley's.

Harry closes his eyes; spacing out Ginny's beautiful face, and when he opens them again Mrs. Weasley is on her knees and shaking him with tears rolling down her rather chubby cheeks.

Ron and Hermione were standing shoulder to shoulder down by his feet. Somehow hi feet had found their way up onto the couch. Ron and Hermione wer looking as if they were scared for his health. And George, behind Mr. Weasley who was a couple feet behind the Mrs.

He bolted up on the couch looking from each Weasley to the other then Hermione. He had done it again, he must have been shouting for Ginny while he was asleep.

He hears Mrs. Weasley ask, "Are you alright now, dear" through her sobs. "I'm sorry- everyone-" he replied while looking around the lot in the room again, "I didn't mean to. I-I…" but he was, luckily, interrupted by Mr. Weasley "Not to worry son. You're not yourself. We al miss them as well, we wouldn't want you to loath yourself over your subconscious" Harry didnt think he had ever heard Mr. Weasley so soft and not excited about something since the death of Fred and his only daughter.

Harry hated himself. He was causing this family more grief than they deserved.

Mrs. Weasley wiped his forehead because he was apparently sweating. Before Harry felt words reach his already open mouth, Ron spoke "Maybe me and Harry should go get some fresh air?" he gave a glance to Harry then back to his mom. Mr. Weasley finally said, "Alright I'm already up. Mine as well get ready for work" then he made a gesture to the door while looking at Ron and then Harry.

Harry got off the couch, hugged Mrs. Weasley, said he was sorry once more, and when everyone started to walk away he ran his had from his forehead to his chin in a motion like washing his face, and made to join Ron as he slowly walked over to the door.

It wasn't until over one hour later when they had already passed Luna Lovegood's house- and six others- and they were on their way back to the Burrow did Harry understand what Ron was doing talking about Hermione, how they still aren't officially together because of the months Ron spent mourning Fred the both of them grieving Ginny mostly taking stress out on each other, how fighting is supposedly cute for them but whatever, and what the Dursley's were probably doing.

"Thanks" Harry said.

"For what?" Ron looked at Harry's pale face for the first time (his eyes trailing from the grass) "Distracting me from thinking. about... stuff", "Wha- oh, yeah… right- what are friends for" For the first time in a while Ron and Harry managed to crack a grin in what seemed to be chiseled, serious faces then they looked back down.

Just before they reached the Burrow, Ron outstretched his arm to stop Harry. He turned so they were face to face.

"Listen," said Ron, "Harry I got a problem and I reckon you could help me out."

Those words would have made Harry feel like things were going back to normal but then he remembered, Ginny. "Yeah, sure, what?"

"You see, I know this bloke- one of my best mates-" Ron took a sharp intake of breath; Harry tilted his head sideways as to tell him to go on. "His… cousin died just after you defeated well, Tom,"

What very little color Harry had in his face from the nightmare flushed away and looked away from Ron. Anything was better than looking at him right now.

"This guy really loved his cousin- more like a sister, you know?" Harry didn't look up but Ron noticed his jaws clench so he took that as a 'yes', "everyone wants to let 'im know that he's not alone and we all feel how mush it hurts; he thinks himself a git – for letting her go the way she did. He's wrong, that one. See the problem I've got is: He doesn't deserve the treatment he is getting from himself and he just can't go on this way, I-I don't know how to get through to him. What would you do?"

After what seemed like hours, Harry caught on. Harry put his hand on Ron's shoulder, "You are like a brother to me you know that right." He was more stating it than he was asking.

Ron sported a 'yea I know' kind of face. "Yeah." "But Harry, what about my friend?"

This time the grin widened into a smile for both of them and Harry rolled his eyes but in an amused way and said "Come on!" so they started heading towards the Burrow again.

As they came to the gate door of the Burrow, Ron, with scarlet ears, said, "I know it wasn't brilliant but it was the best I could do, I'm no Hermione. If I could go back and change it, I would!" And a slight laugh slipped from his mouth.

This hit Harry like a brick wall. He stopped dead in his tracks and thought to himself Of course! Why didn't I think of it before?!

The words flew over his thoughts repeatedly. Dumbledore's voice, during Harry's third year, saying lightly: "If all goes well, you will be able to save more than one innocent life tonight- Miss Granger you know the law- you know what is at stake- You- must- not- be- seen."

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PLEASE REVIEW - chapter two is done and ill post when i have my first 5 reviews ever