Disclaimer: I (unfortunately) don't own any of these characters' they are all the work of our queen J.K Rowling.

(Harry's point of view)

...They sat on rubble and watched the sun finish rising on the rubble that once was Hogwarts...

After a long while Harry murmured in to Ginny's hair "come on everyone will wake up soon". Slowly very slowly they got up and picked their way over the rubble to the door of the great hall, hand in hand. People were beginning to stir inside. The house elves had appeared putting breakfast on the long house tables. Harry Recognised Winky and Kreacher and for a second, just a second he though he saw Dobby the old Dobby, grubby pillow case Dobby, but as the house elf turned around he could see it was not Dobby. His heart sunk, yet another friend he would never speak to again. Ginny looked up at Harry, giving him a look of pure understanding and wrapped her arms around him giving him a comforting hug. Harry smiled back.

Harry and Ginny moved towards Ron, Hermione and the Weasley family. Ron and Hermione were curled up in there sleeping bags having fallen asleep facing one another. Ginny whispered to Harry " when did THAT finally happen"

"I honestly don't know, but they were both quite red after the chamber of secrets, unable to say anything coherent"

"It is strange to thin k that such a horrid place, can be so romantic"

Harry thought back to his second year and blushed; he hadn't even considered Ginny in that way back then. "You have been into me way longer than I deserved, you should have shaken some sense into me"

"Maybe this will bring you to your senses." said Ginny kissing him.

"URG, I don't want to see that first thing in the morning!" cried a sleepy disgruntled Ron, Having just woken up. This exclamation caused Hermione to wake up with a start and sigh with relief when she realised they weren't under attack.

"What did you do that for Ron; I thought we were under attack!"

"Yeah well I think Ginny was" replied Ron

"For your information, I was the one who kissed him, he was being so cute" Grinned Ginny At this Hermione gave Ginny a look which Harry didn't quite understand.

"Too much information Ginny, just don't do that in front of me again" he said turning away and almost rolled onto Hermione, looking confused and bashful, he jumped up and started apologising. Ginny gave Hermione a meaningful look and dragged Harry off to breakfast.

(Ron's Point of view)

Why had he done that! Rolling into Hermione! He looked down at a slightly bemused but perplexed Hermione, who looked like she was trying not to giggle. Bloody Hell he must look so stupid. He looked at Hermione for a long while before he realised he had been staring, he couldn't remember quite why his heart felt so light but heavy at the same time. He gave a small yawn and then was hit with a sudden realisation, the chamber of secrets! The kiss! How stupid could he have been to forget THAT. After the realisation he was hit with a second wave of uncertainty, did she feel the same way he did, did she just kiss him out of tiredness or relief at finding the basilisk fang. He didn't know what to do so offered Hermione his hand and helped her up.

"Are you okay, I didn't mean to crush you" Ron said

"That's okay; I don't mind you crushing me, you..." Hermione tailed off turning a brilliant shade of red.

"Um, should we get some breakfast I'm starving"

"You are always hungry Ron"

They walked over to Harry and Ginny who had tucked into some toast. He gave his sister a hug which caused her to cry about Fred again, he now realised why he wasn't walking in the air after the kiss. Fred, he tried to hold back the tears and comforted his sister making comforting noises. Most other people in the hall had just woken up and were talking and mourning amongst themselves a few coming to the table to have some breakfast. Ron sat down next to Hermione and grabbed himself some toast, emotions were exhausting however he kept on shooting glances at Hermione checking she was okay and occasionally met her eye, causing them both to blush.

Harry's Point of view

On greeting Ron Ginny began to cry, he wanted nothing more than to comfort her, but he knew Ginny also needed her brother as well as him. After she had cheered up a bit Ron sat down next to Hermione, clearly they hadn't yet resolved whatever confusion they had as they kept on glancing at each other with unsure looks.

Harry was just finishing his toast when professor McGonagall cleared her throat. "Good morning everyone, I would just like to make a quick announcement, I and the other teachers have talked to the relatives of the Heroes, who died last night..." Ginny grabbed Harry's hand under the table, he turned to smile at her before returning his attention to professor McGonagall "... for the greater good and safety of wizard and muggle kind and we have decided to hold the remembrance service for all the fallen tomorrow by, the lake. We agreed Hogwarts would be the best place to lay these heroes to rest. You can stay here until the ceremony or you can return home, any help with rebuilding would be greatly appreciated."

There were murmurs of agreement throughout the hall. Harry glanced up to see the rest of the Weasley family come and sit with them. Mrs Weasley was silently sobbing into Mr Weasley shoulder looking up to greet her children Harry and Hermione then returning to her husband's comforting shoulder. Ron got up to hug his mother then turned to his brothers unsure how to act, they all glanced at each other then awkwardly hugged. When Ron turned to Bill he was enclosed in a hug with not just Bill but Fleur as well, they both seemed determined not to let go of each other. Harry felt his to, holding onto Ginny harder. When the Weasley family had sat down Harry felt awkward, feeling they deserved time alone as a family, he made a move to leave but Ginny, quite forcefully, pulled him back down again whispering "don't you dare go anywhere, you are not leaving my sight today, you are as much as part of this family as anyone else here." Harry sat back down and felt like he was part of a family for the first time in what seemed a thousand years but that was only last summer at the wedding, not even a year ago. The Weasleys were the closest thing he had experienced to a proper family apart from Sirius and he felt so grateful that they included him in their mourning.

They sat most of the morning remembering Fred and all the good times, George was particularly bad, losing his twin seemed to have knocked the fun and jolliness out of him. Once no one could cry anymore Ginny whispered to Harry and beckoned to Hermione and Ron leading them out of the Great Hall.