It is Saturday, I said I would update. Thanks for the reviews. Enjoy!

Luna fell asleep. She woke up with Olivander's jacket draped over her. She got up and returned it to Olivander, who was now sleeping. She saw some scrapings of food and split them in half. She ate her half and put the rest away. She planed to give it Olivander when he woke, but she hoped that if she left the plate empty they might get more food. The wish was useless, but keeping her hopes high was the only comfort Luna could rely on.

Safety

Neville had been hiding away in the room of requirements. Ginny had not come back after the last break, and Luna was still missing.

Harry was out in the garden of the Shell Cottage. Ron and Hermione held hands as they watched him ceremoniously dig Dobby's grave. They knew that Harry must feel horrible. Hermione had recently been deemed well by Fleur, and was now allowed to exit her room. Ron had spent every second he could next to her. He did whatever Fleur had told him to do.

"Are you sure that you don't want to talk about it?"

"Hermione, I feel bad enough for leaving you. Please. I have no idea why I left. I feel like everything that happened to you…"

"It was not your fault. It was Bellatrix's. You did all you could."

"I should have done more though!" Hermione took her hand away out of fear. Ron panted. He couldn't handle the stress. Hermione walked away, past the bench that looked over the sea.

"I'm sorry, Hermione. Please forgive me. I don't know what I would do without you."

Hermione didn't turn around, but she did not cringe as Ron put his hand on her shoulder. Instead she bent her head. The tears began to flow from her eyes. All the feelings that she had felt when he was gone were coming back. They were coming back not in anger, but in remorse.

Ron hugged her from behind. Hermione turned around and wrapped her arms around him. She buried her head in Ron's chest. Ron kissed the top of her head and held her tight.

It was the first time in three weeks that they had held each other. Neither one wanted to kiss. They just wanted to stand there, in each other's arms. Hermione held Ron hard. When she felt the tears come up again she only squeezed harder. Ron did not mind at all. As long as she was not trying to kill him, he was on top of the world.

At Hogwarts…Night of the fight…After it was over…

Hermione stood next to Ron, who was standing with his family. They were standing around Fred's body. Ron held Hermione's hand. She saw him crying. His whole family was crying. Hermione herself was crying. Tonks had always been and inspiration to her, Lupin was her favorite DADA teacher, and they had both died that night. (A/N: I will say that I cried when I heard that in the book. They were among my favorite characters)

Hermione could no longer control her tears. She stopped caring about what people might think, and cried in Ron's shirt, which was blood stained and ripped in several places. Ginny had given up on looking for Harry, and confided in her mother. They cried together.

George stood, alone. He did not allow anyone to touch him, or comfort him. He looked as though he had lost part of himself, and not just an ear. He looked as though his heart had split.

I know that this chapter is short, but most everything is covered in the book so there wasn't much for me to say. After now I will be going without book so I need some ideas. Jobs? Marriage? Are they going back to school?

I have some of my own but I need to know what you guys want.

The summer coming up will be in this story and then I'll decided where I want to go with the sequel.

The next chapter is Fred's funeral.

Review with ideas please.

Kat