AN: Sorry to disappoint you but this chapter is frankly, depressing.

I know that this post is quite late but the school is really pressuring us. I don't think that there would be more than one more update this month. September I will be taking a break from writing because my exams are coming up, then I will post a ridiculously big chapter in the celebrations of the ending of my exams.

This chapter is slightly bigger than the previous one, enjoy!

Declaimer: Disclaimed.

Chapter 7: Funerals and Nightmares

The next three days were nothing short of depressing. The castle rebuilding was paused to conduct the funerals. Many people were being buried in the castle grounds itself. A small patch of ground was made to be the cemetery. Remus and Tonks were being buried there. Fred was to be buried in the Burrow, where Harry would be staying until Grimmauld place was sorted out. As for Snape, Harry decided a small funeral in Godric's Hollow would suffice where after that he could lay peacefully with the love of his life. McGonagall had come up with the idea of putting up an empty grave for Sirius as well, since his body was never found, by the grave of James, for even if Remus and Sirius were best friends their friendship did not quite reach the depth of the one Sirius had with James.

That was quite the moment that it hit him, all the marauders were dead. Killed by Voldemort, all of them, directly or indirectly. The hatred for Voldemort rose even higher, but Harry managed to quench it, after all, it wasn't dignified to have grudges against a dead man, right?

Then there was the issue of the dead bodies of Voldemort and some of the Death Eaters. After quite a lot of discussion and quite a lot of truly nasty suggestions (Like throwing them to the threstles) they had decided to bury their bodies in the clearing where Harry had been hit by the Avada Kedavra. They would have marked graves but there would be no funeral, just the lowering of their bodies into the dug up earth, and then they would be out of sight and out of mind. Though Kingsley had been of enough sane mind to give the bodies of some of the Death Eaters to their families if they were unmarked.

The Weasleys, including Fleur, Harry, Andromeda with Teddy and Hermione would be going to the Burrow after Remus's and Tonks's funerals. Andromeda will move out with Harry to Grimmauld place, until then she too will be staying in the Burrow.

"Hi, Tonks. Wotcher? Teddy is an adorable kid, you know? Your mum and son would shortly be living with me in Grimmauld place. I will take care of him as I would for my own son. I terribly miss you, your jolly nature, bubble-gum pink hair and even your clumsiness would be missed. You were very brave Tonks and I will make sure that he doesn't forget you or Remus ever. Remus, you too don't worry, I will take care of him. You have done what you could. Now Teddy would live a war free life that you wanted for him. " Harry had said these words to Tonks and Remus on their funeral, almost sobbing by the end.

Fred's funeral was even worse, Fred and George were always there to make you laugh in any situation whatsoever, George simply didn't seem to be able to do that alone. Looking at George actually scared Harry a little. He was in the arms of Angelina Johnson and the only person with no tears streaming down his face. Though his dry eyes only made it worse. He looked like an alive corpse, or, Harry shuddered at the thought, like a person kissed by a Dementor. George's eyes were hollow, his face ashen and sunken, body drooping and he had lost a lot of weight in the last few days since Fred's death. At first he had been in denial, joking around waiting for Fred to finish his sentences, but when he realised that Fred wouldn't, he became quieter and quieter, withdrawing in himself, the only person he was seen with usually was Angelina.

Snape's funeral was quite small, only order members, Harry, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Ron and Hermione were attending. After his funeral, Harry was left staring at Snape's gravestone beside his mother's. He was alone at the moment. People had had enough tact to leave him at his parent's grave alone, though Ginny had hesitated a bit before leaving. This time he didn't say anything to them though; his throat just got clogged up. He didn't need to say anything anyway. It wasn't the time, he knew he would come again, with Ginny and that would be the time he would really say something. Just one thing left though, he took out his wand and started carving words on Snape's gravestone.

Love is the most powerful magic.

He wasn't breaking the statute of secrecy, after all, many people did write philosophical things on their graves.

On reaching the burrow, Harry saw George returning from Fred's grave. It wouldn't have been a peculiar sight, but George was tucking in his wand and most surprisingly, actually crying, after not crying for so long. George didn't notice Harry and went into the house. Curiosity got better of Harry and he went to the grave, thinking of offering a few words to Fred. There was an engraving on his gravestone which wasn't there before; it was definitely added just now by George. The writing on it made Harry smile a little.

Mischief Managed

That day, they were eating dinner in the garden but the usual noise was missing. The meal passed mostly in silence, tears and a few mumbled pass me the potatoes. Though Teddy did succeed in making people giggle or smile weakly a few times with his Metamorphagus talents and baby babble.

Adjusting everyone in the Burrow was a bit difficult but somehow they managed. Harry and Ron were sleeping in Ron's bedroom. Hermione and Ginny in Ginny's bedroom, Charlie on the couch of the sitting room, Fleur and Bill were in Bill's old room room, while Andromeda was given Percy's room. George was with Percy in Georg's room.

Mrs. Weasley was kept busy with trying to take over Andromeda's duty of caring for Teddy.

At the moment Teddy was wailing loudly, in fact too loudly that no one was able to sleep. Andromeda, Mrs. Weasley, Fleur, Ginny and Hermione were trying to calm him as the males tried to save their eardrums from splitting open.

Harry went over to them and asked, "May I?"

"You may, but be careful; he is quite cranky at the moment. Try rocking him a little if it calms him down a bit." Andromeda told him as she handed him Teddy while he was sitting on the couch. He was still wary of holding Teddy while standing.

He cradled Teddy close to him started rocking back and forth. To his and everyone's great surprise, Teddy's wails turned to sobs, then sniffling until he was hiccoughing softly, all in a matter of ten minutes.

Harry suddenly remembered something as he pulled out his wand and settled Teddy on his lap. He remembered the charm from the vision from Voldemort the night his parents had died, though he didn't remember the incantation, but astonishingly, just thinking about those colourful bubbles bought them popping out of the end of his wand.

Teddy stared at them at confusion for a moment, then slowly fascination dawned on his features as he promptly started bursting them with his hands and giggling.

The women started coming out of their shock and sat down near Teddy and Harry, staring at the now perfectly elated infant. The other males except Ron returned to their beds. After ten more minutes of bubble bursting Teddy stopped and just stared at them, his eyes drooping. Harry started rocking gently again until Teddy fell asleep before giving him to Andromeda.

"Well, I guess that I wasn't exaggerating when I said that he liked you." She smiled, then everyone bid goodnight to each other.

Harry was in the clearing in the Forbidden Forest. Ginny was in the middle of it, tied to a pole, apparently unconscious. Surrounding them were a large number of inferi, slowly crawling forward, towards Ginny. With dawning horror he realised that the inferi were the people that had died, Tonks, Remus, Dumbledore, Colin, Romilda, Sirius, Fred, his parents, Snape and some other few people he had seen the bodies of, in the Battle of Hogwarts. He tried to reach forward to save Ginny but found himself bound in a similar fashion. He yelled at them, as they continued to crawl up Ginny's body. He started screaming as a few of them started climbing over him, biting him, and whispering in his ears that how this was all his fault…

"HARRY!"

Harry suddenly jerked awake in a tangle of bedsheets, he was sweaty and shaking slightly, his throat felt raw. Ron was staring art him with concern as he said, "Nightmare, mate? You were screaming your lungs off. Silencing wards on the room though, I was afraid I might be the one who woke up screaming."

Harry didn't say anything except nod and started untangling himself. Then he stood up and said, "I think I am going for a walk."

"Don't leave the wards, I guess, there are still Death Eaters at large." Ron said. Well, Ron was developing some tact, being with Hermione was bound to have an impact. At least he gave Harry some space and went back to sleeping.

Harry silently tip toed down the stairs and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea. He drank the cup and silently went outside to sit under an old yew tree. He was surprised to find that Hermione was already there.

Harry went over and sat down beside her, she gave him a startled look but said nothing. After a moment of silence she asked, "Nightmare?" Harry nodded.

"Me too. Want to talk about it? Talking helps, I guess I'll tell you mine too." She said.

After a moment of contemplation Harry briefly explained his dream.

"That dream showed you your fears, Harry, about you loosing Ginny and about all their deaths being your fault. You have to remember that it is not your fault alright?" she said, instead of pitying him she looked empathetic, which was better.

"What was your nightmare about?" He asked softly.

"I.., erm… I guess I was reliving the sweet memory of my short time spent with Bellatrix Lestrange." By the end her voice had taken a slightly sarcastic edge.

"You were bound to remember that sometime. I am glad that she is now dead. You were quite brave that day, you know, Cruciatus is a truly nasty curse, if I had been in your place, I would have been defiant, not thinking up lies like that." Harry said to her.

"You have-" she started.

"In the graveyard, when Voldemort was resurrected." Harry answered her dryly.

"Oh…" she was quite for a moment and the, "You know, I miss them, I guess I won't be coming with you to Hogwarts tomorrow, I am going to look for my parents. Kingsley had provided me with a portkey to Australia, I was wondering if you and Ginny would like too? Ron's already agreed….."

"I will think about it"

Harry replied as they snuggled a little closer for warmth and watched the darkening sky.

It was good to have a sister.

I thought about making it Ginny but than thought about some sibling time. I need opinions guys! Should they accompany Hermione to Australia?

Please guys, anyone free there, I would like some help with my memorial speech!

I hate the Cursed Child so I am not taking it into account while I ask the question about if you want Harry speaking parsletongue? I guess after so many years of this ability it might have become a part of him….. Though I won't transfer it to his kids as it is not genetic.

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