Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the other characters, locations (well apart from the made up one, I own that one.) or spells used. If I did I would be very rich and seen as Harry potter was realised when I was 11 I would be a lot older.

Based around the summer after the battle, its some memories that stand out in there minds the most, with some coming later then the summer. Please review, it only takes a second.

Ginny's Memories
Written By: Rebecca Foster
Edited By: Cheryl Selkirk

Hello Everyone, Ginny Potter (née Weasley) here. Harry is forcing me to do this and has promised to cook tea while I'm at it. He NEVER offers to cook, so I'm taking this opportunity, not sure if the kids like the idea though, hmm... Anyway I apparently have to tell you a little about the time after the battle of Hogwarts.

Well I remember it being painful. It was very painful. Knowing I would never see Fred again, yet see him all the time in George. To this day I know it was or should I say is the hardest on him then anyone else in the family, including my parents.

I remember the funeral. It was beautiful and George did his handy working making it as hectic and noisy as possible. I was sat between Harry and Ron. I started to cry again, low powerful sobs, and Harry took my hand and gave it such a gentle squeeze, I looked up to him and he smiled so lovingly at me, with his overly bright emerald eyes, while staring at him a tear dripped from his right eye down his cheek and he quickly looked away. I'm glad Harry was around that summer. Even though we weren't technically "Dating" we had each other. And we found ways to realise the building frustration in each other, to my mother displeasure after catching us at it once. That was embarrassing, fun but embarrassing all the same.

Ron and Hermione were worse then us. Always locked away in Ron's room. They argued a lot as well, but you can guarantee after a couple of hours they would be making up, once again locked away in Ron's room. Harry had warned them to use the Muffliato charm as it became annoying.

Charlie stayed around for most of that summer, trying to be the big brother to Ron and me. Truth was, as much as I love Charlie, and I really do love him. I wanted to be with Harry. His company made it easier then that of my own family. I believe Ron will admit it was the same for him with Hermione.

I remember the day before I went back to school Harry and I decided that a walk was in order. He apperated us to this beautiful spot, lush green tree covered mountains on one side, the trees came down and covered the ground leaving a small track next to a lazy running river, beyond that, more trees. It was a truly beautiful sight. We walked for what seemed hours, barely chatting and when we did it was about nothing in particular. The comfortable silence was enough to keep us company; it felt right, especially when he took my hand in his own. As we walked the river started to pick up speed, and I could hear water flowing and crashing. We eventually came to the edge of a cliff, where the water flowed to a lake below us, green grass and rocks covered the area around the lake, a few trees dotted around. I gasped at the beauty before me, wondering how on earth Harry knew about this. I turned to face and ask him, but he just smiled, grabbed my arm and apperated us before I could asked.

The next moment we were at the bottom of that cliff, on the green grass near the water. Harry started to strip off.

"What you doing?" I asked him giggling.

"Going for a swim. Care to join me?" he replied as he walked that gorgeous naked bottom into the water. I just stared at him stunned. "Come on Gin, waters lovely," he was now neck deep, keep afloat by swimming. I stripped off slowly, one item of clothing at a time. I could see his face turning from a smile to a huge grin. I walked into the water and when deep enough swam out to him. When I reached him we both just swam there on the spot, staring at each other, I made the first move and moved forward and kissed him. I pulled away and started to swim off laughing; he swam after me and pulled me into another kiss. We swam to this huge rock in the middle of the lake, Harry pushed me up against it and we started to make love, yes love because to me at this point it wasn't just sex. As usual Harry was gentle, and caressing my body like it was the most fragile thing in the world, kissing me so soft and gently yet so passionately. He made my eyes roll in to the back of my head and made me gasp for breath. Afterwards Harry materialized a blanket from his wand and we laid down on it, the soft springy grass beneath. It was something we hardly ever did afterwards, due to the fact my parents were due home, or because we might get caught. But here seemed so secluded. I laid with my head on his chest, his arm around me lightly stroking my stomach, we watch the few clouds dotted in the sky with the warm sun beaming down on us. The only sounds were of the waterfall crashing into the lake and birds chirping happily in the trees. It was so peaceful, and so wonderful I never wanted to leave.

The following day he along with the rest of my family escorted Hermione and I to the Hogwarts express. I gave Harry a hug, as I pulled away I looked into his eyes and had such an urge to kiss him but before I could act, before either of us could act I was been dragged into a hug by my mother. I said my goodbyes and was heading towards the train when I felt a hand on my arm spinning me around I quickly got a glimpse of Harry's eyes, both excited and sad at the same time and his kissed me, deep and passionately. I could hear people cheering but I didn't care. The biggest shock came when he pulled away.

He dropped to one knee. "Ginny, I wanted to do this yesterday but I didn't have the guts, but I can't loose you. I can't let you go to Hogwarts and meet some other bloke without me trying. Ginny Molly Weasley will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" I looked at him gob smacked it was only then I saw the Platinum Diamond Ring in a black velvet case (I didn't realise at the time but it was a 1.00 ct Diamond, very expensive). He didn't know how to take it. "Ginny, will you marry me?" he said rephrasing the question hoping he just confused me slightly.

"YES, YES I WILL," I remember yelling. He stood up quickly and placed the shaking ring on my shaking hand. We shared one last quick kiss before I had to leap on that train.

Now I know Harry's says and I quote "It was the most unromantic way of proposing" but to me it was perfect. It was so romantic; he was so scared to do it he held off until last minute in case I said no.

Now to tell you about a friend of mine, a close friend. Luna Lovegood. She went around the world as if nothing had happened. It's the thing I like about Luna she always looks on the bright side of life. "Well we're all still alive aren't we." She said to me once. This was true we are still alive.

Luna disappeared after her final year at Hogwarts; she went in search of the Crumple-Horned Snorkack. She wrote to me, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville and even Dean telling us of her adventures. She visited so many new places. When she returned she stated that Crumple-Horned Snorkack was actually extinct, that it did exist once upon a time. She also returned with a tall, very muscular Australian Wizard by the name of Rolf Scamander who was an ex Quidditch international player and now a wizarding naturalist. They later married and had twin sons called Lorcan and Lysander who are just as eccentric as Luna and athletic as Rolf. It's fair to say nobody but the Potter and Weasleys argue with them about there believes.

As much as my parents, especially my mother disliked the fact Harry and I were sleeping with each other, especially since we weren't dating she was relived I had somebody to open up to, and glad that somebody was Harry. I think she secretly know what would happen in the end. She always denies it, but she never went out of her way to stop Harry and me like she would have done. You saw her the summer of Bills wedding and that was only stopping Harry, Ron and Hermione talking. However out of respect for her and my dad we never did anything while they were in the house, well, while they were awake. A few times Harry got kicked out of Ron's Room he would come to my room and chat to me, a couple of times it headed another direction but that was rare.

To this day I look back at the summer with sadness and happiness. I do feel guilty for the happiness, Harry says I'm mad. And once a year, on the 31st of August we get James, Albus and Lilly looked after and we go to that special secluded spot, we swim in that lake, and make love in and around it. We now take a picnic and spend the afternoon there, it's so romantic and to spend it with Harry makes it even more so.

Right I best go. I can smell burning coming from the Kitchen, James is laughing while taunting a screaming Lilly upstairs and Albus is reading over my shoulder wanting to know what making love is and why me and his dad make it in and around the lake. Harry can handle this one. Hope you enjoyed my story.

Ginny x

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