A/N: This one is one of my favorites because it's bitter sweet and because I love Ginny and Harry's relationship.
Ginny's dead, yo!
Ginny Potter laid in her bed as it became harder to breathe. Her three beautiful children were around her, along with their children, and even some of their children. Ginny was one hundred and ten and slowly dying. Her late husband, Harry Potter, had been taken from her just over a year ago, and now it was her turn. Her children had silent tears slipping down their faces as they knew this was the end for their beloved mother. Her grandchildren were also crying, with the littlest of the great-grandchildren confused over why everyone had tears falling from their eyes. "Don't cry for me," Ginny whispered; her voice weak. "I'll see you all again one day."
At this one by one, her decedents came to say goodbye to her, starting with the grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Ginny smiled and whispered goodbye to each and every one of them. Once it was just her and her three children, Ginny spoke again, "Don't worry about me," she said. "You three take care of your families and stay out of trouble," her children laughed, knowing she was referring to all the trouble they had caused when they were young. "I'll be alright, I'll have my Harry again, he'll take care of me."
James, Albus, and Lily all smiled through their tears. "We'll miss you mum," James said.
"Well make sure no one forgets you," Albus added.
"And we will see you when the time comes," Lily finished.
Ginny smiled at them and replied by saying, "I love you three."
They took their turns saying I love you before Ginny slowly stopped breathing. She was dead to the world, but to Ginny, she was just being reborn. She opened her eyes and say Harry there, waiting for her. "Hello love," he said before gathering her up in his arms. "I've missed you."
