Chapter 2... Yep. I want reviews. Muchos of reviews. Very many... :) (I am slightly eratic with my sparsh knowledge of Spanish, sorry)

It was nearing the end of the year when the letter came. It was sighed by all of the members of the Bulgarian team. I was their new chaser. It was exiting; I smiled down at the letter but looked around the Gryffindor table seeing no one to share the news with. Neville was off at the library, extremely nervous about his finals. He had become my only friend in Gryffindor.

The castle was lonely without Hermione. The past year grew close friends apart from Harry and Ron. I would eat with them at the Gryffindor table but most of the time Hermione and I would spend time together up in the girl's dormitories studying. We would help each other with our problem areas. We spent a lot of time together just studying but are time together was also spent talking about Ron and Harry. They bonded over that.

So now without Hermione to talk to and without Ron to fight with… without Harry to pine over, things were grim.

The letter I held in my hand was the only bright spot of this year. There was just no one to share it with. It was late so I went on to bed, hurrying through the various corridors and stair cases before I was finally in Gryffindor common room.

The room was tense. I looked around, noticing that everyone was sitting down with white faces. "What's going on?" I asked, staring around.

"It's awful, Ginny." Neville said, frowning deeply.

Seamus was lying on the couch facedown. Dean stood up and looked at me. "They are coming for Hogwarts, Ginny."

I started at them, looking around at the forlorn, shaking heads. "They… meaning the Death Eaters?" I said slowly. They nodded and I sat down beside Neville. "So what are we doing?"

"You're not doing anything Ginny." Dean said, shaking his head.

I stood up, glaring at him. "What do you mean, Dean? I am a member of Dumbledore's army. I'm not a little girl. I'm not letting this happen!" I yelled.

"Ginny, only the seventh years are going out there. It's too dangerous." Seamus said standing up beside were Dean sat.

"I'm not a baby and I'm fighting for this school. I am fighting with you guys. Don't think I won't." I growled.

"Uhh no you aren't, Ginny Weasley." Dean said, standing up beside me.

I walked over to Dean, resisting the urge to slap him. "Dean Thomas, I don't know why you are doing this, but this is my life and I'm risking it."

He glared at me, turning away from me. He spun around with a groan and looked me in the eye for three seconds. "I don't care what you do, Ginny. I'm leaving." He got up and left the room with a huff.

*GV*

I snuck out as the others didn't want me to leave either. I pretended to go to bed and after I heard the others leave I took my wand and hurried down the staircase. I heard the fighting, I wasn't afraid. I knew Harry would come. Although I really don't know what I'm doing when I see him. I am going to be the chaser for the Bulgarian National Quidditch team. I am leaving after my last year at Hogwarts… if Hogwarts is even left after this battle.

So I slid down the staircases and ended up facing off with a Death Eater seconds later. My training in the DA helped sharpen my battle senses and I caught him before he saw me. I whispered, "Petrificus Totalus," and his body went stiff. I smiled, walking away.

I walked into the Great Hall were I ended up standing vigil with a group of students attacking random Death Eaters. I saw a few people fall, but kept my eyes on happiness. Time went by slowly and I watched things go by, my heart heavy. I worked my way outside to stand in a group of people. "Ginny!" I heard Ron yell. "What are you doing out here?"

I looked at him in the silence. "I am fighting for the school I love."

"You need to go back to Gryffindor tower, Ginny." He told me, eyes huge with anger.

"Why is everyone being so protective tonight? I can fend for myself, Ronald!" Just as I said that a Death Eater came up behind Ron. "Stupefy!" I yelled and the Death Eater fell to the ground.

"Thanks." Ron mumbled, turning to look at the guy who had just fallen. "You did good little sister." He patted my shoulder and I laughed.

"Yes, well." I glanced around. "Where's Harry?"

His face fell. He turned around and looked at the Forbidden Forest. "He's in there…with Voldemort." He told me, eyes full of silent worry.

*GV*

I was standing beside Neville and Luna, who had just found me, when it happened. There was a movement and Hagrid came out of the woods with something-someone- in his arms. Following him was Voldemort, tall, ghostly pale. My stomach turned as they walked closer. It was Harry in Hagrid's arms. That's what I knew. Harry was dead.

"I have done it!" Voldemort's voice boomed across the yard. "Harry Potter is dead. The Dark Lord has risen." No one spoke, but I heard people weeping. "Oh, yes, children. Your friend is dead! Isn't that great?" Hagrid lay Harry's body on the floor and Neville made a sudden movement. He stepped out of the crowd, eyes focused of the Snake a few feet away. He pointed his wand at the thing, yelling, "Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort screamed, lashing out, but then he fell to the ground.

*GV*

We quickly found out that Harry wasn't really dead and soon enough we were all gathered around the fire in the Gryffindor common room.

"I heard you are a professional Quidditch player, now." Harry said as we sat side by side on the couch.

I nodded at him. "I don't officially start until after I finish school, but I'm going to Bulgaria this summer for training."

He nodded at me. "I'll miss you." Harry said quietly.

"I'll miss you." I whispered back in the firelight.

He frowned at me but kissed my cheek. "Good luck, Ginny."