The Cemetary

Harry sat on the ground of the cemetary in Godricks Hollow. He sat and talked to his parents,Remus,Tonks, and even though there was never a body, Sirius' graves. He had come every day tot he grave sites and just talked endlessly to the people who he never got tot fully meet. There had been so much more to unravel with these people and Harry got to unrap only a handful. So here he sat after two months and it had become incredibly easier to takl and not cry. Int he beginning Harry could barely get a word out form the tears that released form his body.

He told them, not leaving out a single detail about his years he spent with the Dursleys and then on to each of his seven years at Hogwarts, even thought the last one where much of his time wasn't exactly spent at Hogwarts. It had taken him a long time to recount everything through the last sixteen years. It had taken him two months and now here he sat in front of the five graves and for the first time in tow months Harry was completely quiet. He had told his tales and now, even though he was going to miss them, he felt it was time to leave. He missed the Burrow with its gardens and lifeness. Just everything about it.But most of all he missed the people the Burrow usually inhabited.

Mrs. Weasely-Molly, Harry missed her caring ways and her somethimes understanding ways. He missed her delicious cooking,but most of all he missed the way she always acted as a mother figure for him. How she would think of him as one of her own children.

Mr. Weasely-Arthur. What Harry missed most about Arthur was that he ever rarely raised his voice. Harry missed his layed back stature.

The Weasely children. Harry missed all of them. Ron,George,Fred,and Ginny the most. Ron who was his best mate and stuck with him the entire way along with his other best friend Hermione Granger. He missed her so much as well.

George and Fred who were always the dear of the crowd. Fred had lost his life fighting in he battle. This was an other reason Harry went off on his own.

Ginny His beautiful, beautiful Ginny. He missed her the most out of all of them. He couldn't point out one specific thing. he missed about her most for he missed everything about her more and more.

Harry thought he was finally ready to go back. To face all of them. He couldn't before, but he felt he could now. Mrs. Weasley-Molly and Mr. Weasley-Arthur would be overjoyed. Ron would more than likely be mad at him. Hermione just plain relieved. Ginny...well there is no way of knowing what she is going to do when he got there he just prays that she will talk to him. He planned on leaving within the next them minutes. That's why he sat in front of the five graves, to say goodbye. It wouldn't be forever, but only for a while.

"Mum, Dad, Remus,Sirius,Tonks I hope you all are happy and content with all that I have told you. I have tot go now and start the rest of my life. i wish I could stay here forever and talk to you al until the end of my days, but I can't. I have people who love me and whom I love that are waiting for me to get back. I just want you all to know that I love you and that I'll be back."

Harry stood from his spot on the earth and stared a few more moments at the graves stones then quietly walked away. Harry walked a couple of yards then aparated.