The sky was clearing and through a window at the top of Gryffindor lay seventeen year-old Harry Potter. His beloved house-elf Kreacher holding a plate of sandwiches, still scarred from his courageous fight with the Death Eaters. Ginny was sitting at the very crown of his head gently stroking his jet black hair. His two best friends, Ron and Hermione, were arguing over who was going to say sorry first for that awkward moment they had in the room of requirement.
As he laid there he began to think "What would come next."
Of course he defeated Voldemort but he never looked passed fighting Voldemort.
He's alive.
He felt amazingly relieved. No longer would he be chased. He got his revenge he's lived his life's purpose. The thing that killed his parents was dead. Now he, Harry, would be free live like a normal person or close to a normal person. Even though he had all of this figured out he had the strangest feeling that he was missing something.
He looked up and saw that never frowning face of Ginny looking back at him. Now that he came to think of it he loves her. Now that he thought about it she was being awfully quiet as though she was waiting for something.
"Erm, Ginny would you like to go take a walk with me." Ron's expression turned even more violent then it was before. "Harry no didn't I tell you there was no point in doing that if you were just going to break her heart again."
"Ron it's okay," this time it was Hermione who spoke. "It's completely up to Ginny if she would like to go take a walk." So much to Ron's dismay Harry and Ginny set out amongst the grounds.
"It's not your fault you know" said Ginny as they passed a huge chunk of stone that obviously been part of the castle at one time. "You did everything you were supposed to do you can't feel sorry for that."
"I know but for some reason I feel it is," for some reason this did not surprise Ginny. She was never too fond of Harry and his noble acts. To her that was the reason he never paid that much attention to her. "If I would had just given up in the first place no one would have been-"
"Killed is that what you were about to say. Harry you saw what he did, he thought he had killed you and went on to kill everyone in the castle."
"Ginny, Fred died because of me"
"Last time I checked that was his fault, you didn't make him laugh. He wouldn't had wanted to die any other way. 'I'll die laughing' that's what he used to say."
There was a long silence as they started back toward Gryffindor tower. Just as they reached what was left of the main courtyard a jet green light whizzed right past Ginny's face.
There he was a Death Eater Heavily scared and his wand raised high in the air. Harry took his wand from his back pocket and yelled, Deprimo
His target was flattened instantly. The large crack of his bones echoed throughout the castle.
Ginny looked at the body admiring how badly this man was flattened. "Where did you learn that one?"
"Hermione taught it to me. It's dead useful. She used it to blow a hole in the Lovegood's living room."
"I was wondering how she managed to do that. Miss goody goody has a little of bad in her after all." Her tone seemed a little off as though something was bothering her. A couple of minutes. "Did you spend a lot of time together?"
"Well yeah we were gone a whole year looking for what we needed."
"You know what I mean. Did you spend any time alone?"
"Sometimes yeah but not how you're trying to go about it. We were only alone when Ron left us."
