2nd Draft
A gentle wind blew through the abandoned house. A boy was next to the destroyed fireplace. "It ends where it began" he whispered. A girl stepped out of the darkness and walked towards the boy and put her hand on his shoulder. "I don't understand" she asked softly. He looked at her, his green eyes shining. "Well," he said slowly, "I think it's got something to do with something Dumbledore said. I had one thing Voldemort didn't, love." They looked at each other for a moment. "I told you I'd be fine." "I love you, Ginny." "I love you too, Harry." Then they turned, still hand in hand, and walked out of the old Potter house to face the dawning of a new day.