Don't Tell Me That It's Over
Harry & Ginny
He approaches you after the funeral. You knew it was coming. How could you not with the whole world, well your whole world marching head first into war, and him leading you all.
It still stings though. More than you ever thought it would. Words, as Dumbledore would say, are the most powerful form of magic. Oh Merlin, how can the fight ever hope to continue without Professor Dumbledore?
You have so many retorts ready, but you can't use them; of course you can't. He's Harry Potter and however much you hate the title he really is the chosen one. How can you complain when he is only leaving you for a cause bigger and better than your childish crush could ever be?
It doesn't stop you though from thinking how dare you Harry Potter? How can you tell me that it's over when it, we have only just begun.
