Two weeks…. Two weeks and he was already missing them, missing her most of all, but he had to do this on his own. He would not bring them into it. Especially Ginny. He promised that he would protect her, even if he had to give her up. O He knew about sacrifices, and he could take the pain. Not like he had a choice but who was going to stop him? Harry was hiding in the Shrieking Shack, the place everyone except the marauders avoided, but they had left it years ago. Nobody would be coming by anytime soon. Four Horcruxes left and then all he had to do was kill Voldemort, ahh how easy it sounded, but finding the Horcruxes wouldn't be easy, and it will be even harder to destroy them, but Harry would do it. He had to save the world, make safe for the one he loved, the he least expected to fall for. He had responsibilities and he would honor them, for Dumbledore, even though harry still didn't appreciate what he did all those years. And Snape will die, oh yes he will die, but he would be the last so harry could torture him for everything he did. Harry smiled, after he had killed Voldemort and snape, the world would be safe and Harry could try to talk Ginny into taking him back. Harry missed her so much he hurt, but the pain let him know he was alive. It was time for him to follow the first lead he had. He had to go to the Riddle Mansion.
Six months later, Ginny was finally able to stop crying over Harry. He left her, and left no note for where he was going. All that kept crossing her mind was He was going to die, and she wouldn't get to do the things she wanted to do with him. All those little romantic fantasies, gone. At least she was doing well in school. Just a few more months until she graduates, and the majority of what was at first dubbed Dumbledore's Army, now The Army Of Hogwarts. Since Harry had left Ginny took over leading the Army along with Hermione. The Army was now just as good if not better than the Ministry Aurors. Mcgonagall did know about of course, but, like Dumbledore, looked the other way, while giving a few hints in class. But they really needed harry, especially Ginny. As she walked down to breakfast she couldn't help but sigh. What was the world coming to when a teenage Girl had to teach dark arts class. Nevermind that she was the smartest witch in the wizarding world, it wasn't right. But at least Hermione had Ron to turn to. Her and Ron still waiting at second base from what she hears from Hermione, and a long relationship ahead of them. Ginny sighed again as she walked into the dining hall, going with the rest of the students who have appeared, fresh faced and not a care in the world, except for those in the Army. You could tell who they were just by looking at them. They were always looking around, wand in hand. Ginny sat down and picked up her cup, already full of Pumpkin juice. She always dreaded the mail now, because she got a subscription to the Daily Wizard, a new paper service that had established itself. As the owls glided in, Ginny closed her eyes until she heard a thunk as the paper landed in front of her. She slowly opened her eyes and opened to the first page, and immediately two gasps were heard in the hall. "Oh no," Ginny whispered as she read the headline. Harry Potter Triumphs, but is in coma. Voldemort Dead. Ginny read on: Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, finally defeated Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort, Yesterday afternoon at the local Ministry Of Magic branch in Hogsmeade. Voldemort Apparated onto the grounds only to find Harry, who had apparated there only moments before, wand at ready. After a grueling duel in which Harry had killed Four other Death-Eaters by the names of Crabbe, Goyle, Snape, and Malfoy, before killing the feared Voldemort in a horrifying way, Cross-cursing, a process in which a wizard use more than one curse at one time effective creating the Priori Incantatam, and finishing of Voldemort. As Aurors Appeared, They found Potter still standing over Riddles body before turning towards them and saying, "I finally did it. Tell her that I love her please, Arthur." Before passing out from what appeared to be blood loss and exhaustion. Potter is currently recovering in an unknown Hospital. At this moment we have no idea who Potter was talking about when he said what he did, but we can only assume he was talking to one Arthur Weasley, who refused to comment at this time. The Boy who lived is now the Boy who triumphed.
Ginny stifled the sob that was trying to come out of her throat as she put down the paper. She couldn't read any more. Harry, HER Harry was alive. She suddenly looked up as cheers erupted around the hall. Apparently others had gotten the paper or letters from someone who had read the paper.
The first sensation Harry experienced when he woke up was actually being awake but he didn't open his eyes. He didn't have his wand was the first thing that he realized and he slowly opened his eyes and looked upward. "Another unfamiliar Ceiling," he muttered.