Okay. This has some really bad Deathly Hallows spoilers. I am forgetting the epilogue, not to ruin the book, and I am making my own ending. This is how It would go.
Ginny woke up, her head pounding. All of what had happened in the past now hit her. She knew she would have to go down stairs some day, but today she didn't feel like she wanted to. She knew she would have to face Harry, and she was so afraid that if she did, she was going to cry in front of him. She heard the door open, and she tried to hide herself, just in case it was Harry. But it was Hermione. She sighed in relief.
"Ginny. You have to come down some day soon. Come on. Breakfast is ready."
Ginny shook her head.
"Hermione, I don't feel like it. Just tell my mum that I can't."
Hermione looked at her, and she knew that she could see the real reason written all over her face. Ginny tried to hide deeper under the covers. Hermione wasn't going to have any of it.
"Ginny. Listen closely. He loves you with all his heart. He doesn't know it, but I caught him looking at this map of his that his dad had that shows him all of Hogwarts, including the people in it. And he was always looking at you. He loves you. Why don't you go down into the orchard and see him. He seems depressed."
Hermione got up; she seemed to know she had done her work. And she had.
Ginny made her way down the stairs, her hair flowing behind her gently. Walking past the kitchen in a hurry, mumbling to her mum that she didn't want any breakfast, she walked out into the orchard. She looked to her right, only to see the front yard. She looked to her left, and saw Harry. His back was to her, and he seemed to be watching the sun rise. She walked over to him slowly. Her hair blew in the nice summer breeze. As she came to the wall where he was standing, her heart seemed to leap, as though it was trying to get out of her chest.
They stood there in silence till Ginny couldn't take it anymore.
"It's a really nice view, especially in the morning."
Harry didn't seem to notice the tremble in her voice. He turned to look at her, his eyes soft as they looked over her body. He seemed to be looking for the right words to say.
"Ginny. We need to talk about some stuff."
Ginny nodded, not trusting her voice.
"I don't know what it is about you, or maybe I do. But I couldn't stop thinking about you after last year when we were a couple, and then when you kissed me on my birthday. I just……"
He stopped mid sentence. The words didn't come to him like usual. Ginny looked up, trying to regain her voice, but it didn't come. So instead she wrapped her arms around his neck, laying her head on his shoulder. He placed on of his hands on her back, and ran his fingers of his other hand through her beautiful hair. He only hoped this moment wouldn't be interrupted. As though Ginny had read his thoughts, she cast a spell over near the door of the house. She looked up at Harry's smiling face. He now had the words to tell her what he had to tell her.
"I can't say this any other way but I love you. I have since……well since I have. It's as simple as that. All these years I have thought of you as my own little sister. And then in my sixth year I started to feel……well feelings for you. I thought I was going insane. I didn't know what I was doing, or what was happening. All I knew is that somewhere under all of my other feelings, another one was rising. I didn't want to believe it. Then I realized that I was falling for my best mates little, amazing, and beautiful younger sister. And then I knew I wasn't insane. I was in love with the only girl I ever would love. You."
Ginny had never heard someone say that to her. She had never felt this feeling about anyone, but now she knew that Harry felt this way about her, she knew that she was going to cry. She looked into the wind, hoping it would hide her tears, but it didn't. They came, and for the first time in the longest time, her eyes had water coming out of them. Harry touched her cheeks, wiping away the little droplets of water. He had never in his life seen her cry, and never expected her to cry because he had told her she meant the world to him. He held her briefly.
"Wait here; just wait for one second please?"
Ginny nodded, her voice seemed to be lost. Harry disapparted, coming up in the Burrows kitchen, where everyone was busy with breakfast. Mr. Weasly was sitting at the far end from Harry, and it only took Harry 3 quick steps to get to him.
"Mr. Weasly? Could I have a quick word with you?"
He nodded, wiping his mouth with his napkin as he got up. Walking into the small living room, Harry tried to get up the confidence to ask him probably the most important question of his life.
"Um……I……."
He stalled. This was hard. Mr. Weasly looked at his face, and he could see he was struggling with the words.
"Mr. Weasly, I would like to ask your permission to marry your daughter."
Harry said in a low voice. Mr. Weasly's eyes grew in size, and then saw him smile.
"Well. This is a surprise. I…..I am astounded. I d-didn't realize you and her……I mean I-I knew you two were going out, but th-this is unexpected. Are you sure?"
Harry had never been sure about anything else in his life. He nodded, knowing this is what he wanted, more than anything in the world. Mr. Weasly looked hesitant.
"Mr. Weasly, sir, I have saved your daughters life, and been a brotherly figure to her for years. I would never do anything to hurt her in any way. I would never even think of it."
Mr. Weasly smiled.
"I would never trust her to spend the rest of her life with than you Harry. Where is Ginny?"
Harry jerked his head towards the orchard, and Mr. Weasly raised an eyebrow.
"The orchard. Nice place to ask, isn't it?"
Harry nodded. He quickly disapparted outside, right back next to Ginny. She had stopped crying, but he really couldn't tell. Her hair was being blown into her face by the wind. Harry grabbed her hands as she got up. Standing there in front of her, her beautiful hair blowing all over the place, Harry felt as happy as ever. Looking into her eyes, he spoke softly.
"Ginny, I love you more than anything in this world. I have loved you for a long time. And I just want to ask you one question."
Ginny didn't say anything. She seemed to be waiting.
"What are you doing for the rest of you life?"
Ginny just stared. Her faced showed not emotion, but then it did a little. She gave him a funny look.
"Well, as a matter of fact. I was hoping to spend it with the person I love."
"And who would that be?"
Even though he knew the answer, Harry had to ask.
"You silly."
Ginny threw her arms around his neck, and Harry drew her close. They stood there for only a second, and then Harry kissed her. Something about her being so close made him feel whole. As he pulled back, he smiled. Harry turned on the spot, apparating right back into the burrows kitchen with Ginny by his side. Everyone looked up at the giggling couple. Mr. Weasly smiled; he was probably the only person who did.
"Everyone. Me and Harry have some news for you."
Everyone looked up, seeing as though this was the Weasly home, and this news included Ginny. All of her brothers had a sullen look on his face.
"Me and Harry are getting married."
All of the sullen looks turned to looks of joy. Mrs. Weasly ran over to the engaged couple and hugged them both. Ginny smiled as Charlie came over to her and gave her a big hug. She was so small compared to him; it was funny when he picked her up to hug her better. Ron came over and shook Harry's hand.
"Welcome to the family, I guess."
Harry gave him a hug, and then looked at Hermione. Her face was blank. But then she hugged him. He hugged her close, and could tell she was starting to cry. Harry kissed the top of her head. She was very emotional these days. Harry let Ron take over as Harry let Ginny move back into his arms. She had hugged George, and then hugged him again. Harry thought it was so that she was getting Fred too. Harry looked down at her, her eyes lined with tears. Holding her tight, he saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasly. Mr. Weasly was hugging his wife, who was crying. He knew why too. All of her kids were leaving, and today seemed to be the day.
There was a knock at the door, and Hermione answered it. She screamed when she saw her parents. She gave them both a hug. Her mom stroked her hair, and her dad looked around the room. Everyone was very surprised. Mrs. Weasly walked over to them to introduce herself.
"Hi. I'm Molly Weasly. Over there is my husband Arthur Weasly, and al those kids with the orange hair, those are my children. Charlie, George, Ron and Ginny."
Mrs. Granger held out her hand to Mrs. Weasly.
"Very nice to meet you. You house is simply lovely. I love how secluded it is."
Mrs. Weasly nodded.
"Mum, Dad. I want you to meet my two best friends. Harry Potter and Ron Weasly."
Harry let go of Ginny for a minute to shake hands with the Grangers. Ron did as well, but he was much stiffer.
"Nice to meet you both. I have heard much about you."
Ron was quiet; his mouth seemed to be glued shut. Hermione elbowed him in the ribs.
"Y-yes. N-nice t-t meet y-you."
Mrs. Granger seemed to not take a liking to him.
"Mum, Dad. This is my boyfriend."
Mr. Granger fidget in his shoes, and Harry knew this wasn't gonna go well. Hermione was practically white as a sheet.
"Oh honey. I am so happy for you Hermione."
Mrs. Granger took her in a hug, and Ron fell into the chair right behind him. Harry laughed, Ginny laughing along with him. Harry stroked her hair, making sure it was perfect. Ginny closed her eyes, and let everything around her just melt away. Right here with Harry she felt so protected, so loved. It felt like the greatest day of her life.
"Hermione, I want to ask you something."
Ginny opened up her eyes and looked at Ron. He was standing in front of Hermione, his hands quivering. Hermione was standing in front of him, her eyes going over every part of his body.
"W-wi-ll y-you m-m-m-marry m-me?"
Hermione looked kind of confused.
"W-what did you s-say?"
She was just as scared as Ron.
"Will……you…..marry…..me?
" Hermione looked quite stunned.
"Wha……"
But she didn't finish. She threw her arms around his neck, pulling his face down to hers and kissing him. Ron held on to her back as she held him. When the broke apart, they gazed into each others eyes. Hermione was nearly crying, as Ron rubbed her back. He looked back down into her eyes, and they seemed to be saying stuff back and forth quietly. Then Hermione looked at her parents, then at everybody else.
"Mum, haven't you always told me you wanted wonderful grandchild?"
Mrs. Granger nodded slowly.
"Well mum. Surprise!"
Mrs. Granger nearly fainted. Mr. Granger, on the other hand, had a hard look on his face. Harry had nearly fallen over if it wasn't for Ginny falling deeper into his arms. Mrs. Weasly gasped, along with Mr. Weasly, George, and Charlie.
Harry only wished he could feel the pride of being able to call himself a father. He only wished. As he looked down at Ginny, he could tell she was feeling the same way. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up to his room. He pulled her down on the bed, kissing her as he did. She ran her hands over his arms, feeling all of his muscles. Something about how much bigger he was than her made her feel very small. His hands were traveling down her sides, going under her shirt. Her stomach twitched under his gentle touch. Harry looked right into her eyes, making her heart flip. The feeling of his hands going over her bare skin made her feel really weird. But as he pulled off her shirt, she didn't care how it felt.
Mrs. Weasly and Mr. Weasly were talking in the living room as Ron, Hermione, and the Grangers talked in the kitchen.
"Arthur, all my kids are leaving me. I don't want them all to go."
Arthur kissed his wife on the forehead.
"Molly, we all knew the day would come where Ron gets Hermione pregnant. And I can't be happier. They look so happy and radiant."
They both looked over at the smiling couple, Ron's hands rubbing over Hermione stomach.
"Arthur, Ginny is getting married to Harry, Ron and Hermione are most likely going to move, with Harry and Ginny. I don't want all my children going away that fast."
She sobbed into her husbands shoulder. Mr. Weasly looked at his wife.
"Molly, this is the greatest part of being a parent. Knowing that one day, all of your work is going to be done, and they will take your wisdom and your knowledge and go out into the world to make something of themselves. I am quite sure Ginny and Harry will not have to try that hard to though. Every girl in the country it drooling over his picture."
This made his sobbing wife laugh, even through her tears.
