Authors Note: Thank you to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, I'm glad you all liked it. Here's the next part, Ginny, who actually turned out slightly more depressing than I had first planned. But then again she did grow up in harsh times.

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10 Random facts about Ginny M. Weasley

1.She knows that her mother loves her. That was clear for all to see. But there was nothing that could hide the disappointment Ginny saw in her eyes. That instead of the pretty delicate girl she had hoped for, longed for, almost died for, what she got instead was almost no different to her sons.

She's knows that no matter what, her mother is still proud of her. But nothing can take away how much that hurts.

2. She also knows it was her fault though, a forced habit, too hard to get out of. But when you're the youngest and the only girl to boot, you find yourself getting a lot of attention from parents with very little to spare. Attention that would be better directed elsewhere.

Harry is the only person she's ever confided this to, because as she saw all heads turn his way, that day on Platform 9 3/4 she knew he understood.

3. Watching Harry that day brought about feelings in Ginny at the age of 10 she didn't really understand. It was different from how she felt about her brothers, and instinctively she knew it was special. It wasn't his legend that drew her to him, nor his messy hair or obvious scar, or even the fact he was by himself on the bustling platform. It was how his eyes carried a look so lost and lonely, she couldn't tear herself away. It was a look so alien and unfamiliar it hurt.

Yet even when she saw him a year later, and the look was all but gone, she couldn't take her eyes off his. It was then she realised she was caught.

4. However when back at the Burrow Ginny adamantly maintains she meant to put her elbow in the butter dish that day, and it wasn't as popular belief has it, the result of her juvenile crush on Harry. Her brothers don't believe her though, and won't ever let her forget it.

Even Bill, and he wasn't even there.

5. She didn't mind though because Ginny had six brothers who had never let her down. She trusted them, put them on a pedestal, grew to depend on them, in the selfish way only ever achieved by a younger sibling. And in that selfish way, she can never forgive Ron for missing her sorting back in first year after he promised to be there. She can't forgive Percy for walking out on them when they needed to be together.

But what hurts the most is that a part of her, a part she constantly tries to deny, a part she won't admit to, not even to herself, a part that will never forgive Fred.

Because Fred was worse than all of them, and he left her for good.

6. Yet some days, when her mind drifts and her thoughts lie elsewhere, she sometimes forgets that he is gone. Because Fred can't be gone. She believed him invincible, more so than any of her brothers, greater even than George. Everyone she saw bore signs of their own mortality, but not Fred, who would just laugh through it all.

That's why, on her wedding day, she couldn't help but smile, as she turned to look at her family. There he stood, she saw through tear filled eyes, beside George as he always had, smiling just smiling. Telling her to go on.

7. As they stood saying their vows, Ginny can't help but wonder if Harry's interest in her was an effort to live up to a long dead legacy, to become closer to the father he never knew.

Then he presses his lips against hers, and she realises it no longer matters, in fact, she doesn't even care.

8. Had anyone told Ginny she would ever be thankful that some had died, someone who had so much to live for, she would have been horrified and more than a little disgusted. But as she sat, grasping Harry's hand, and the healer announced she was expecting a boy, the thought slipped in her mind before she could even think to stop it. She was thankful that they had died so he could live.

She felt it without remorse, and with a ferocity that scared her. She would never admit it to anyone though, fearing that no-one would understand.

But that's why she named two of her children what she did, because Lily and James died so Harry could live.

9. Even though she knew the day would eventually come, that she'd had 11 years to prepare, she couldn't quite accept James would finally be going to Hogwarts. Yet she stood on the platform, a smile fixed in place, and waved her son away to the castle she could never forget.

It was only later that night, when she was alone in the den that she found the tears pouring down. Tears for the boy so determined to step out of his family's shadows, tears for the boy who just couldn't wait to grow up, tears for a little girl, who knew only too well what he was feeling.

And tears for that little girl who had her innocence taken away.

10. And then as the last of the tears dried on her skin, she realised her head was pressed into Harry's chest, and Lily and Albus' arms wrapped tight around her waist. And as her daughter placed a kiss on her cheek and her son whispered that everything was going to be alright. Ginny realised that everything would be.

Because if she could do anything that meant that her children would grow up into who she knew they could be, not even Tom could stand in her way.