Disclaimer: I don't own it.
Ginny finished up her school year in a matter of time. She took one last long look at her Seventh year room. It was empty now, for graduation was over, and everyone had left. She was the last girl to leave. Ginny liked it that way. It gave her a sense of closure. She knew she was changing. Gone were the years of her childhood. Gone were the years of her being a teenager. Gone was her innocence. And pretty soon, she would be married. Gone would be her single life. Ginny cried at the last thought. She knew she loved Harry, but she felt that she was growing up too fast. Ginny's mum came in the dorm.
"Ginny dear, it's time to go," Ginny turned around tear lines formed from her eyes. She had been crying. Molly rushed to Ginny embracing her in a hug. Ginny cried like a baby to her mum. Molly knew exactly what Ginny was going through. For Molly had been there too.
"Mum, everything's changing so fast. I feel like my youth is gone," Ginny whined. She wiped her eyes on her mum's robes. Molly patted her hair, and smiled sweetly.
"Honey, you've growing up. Life changes and we all have to get use to it. It will take time. You are still my baby to me. You are my only daughter." At that Molly started crying.
"Mum. Am I really ready to get married?"
"Yes, sweetie. Your father and I have talked about it. At your age we were ready to get married, but we didn't go through what you went through with the war. You have matured, and blossomed into a beautiful woman. Harry is lucky to have you. Remember? We talked about this before. Every woman in her life wonders more than once if they are ready for marriage. You are not alone," Molly said as she stopped crying. Ginny looked at her mum. Molly wiped the tears from Ginny's eyes and gave her daughter another hug.
"Thanks mum."
"Let's get out of here. We're having a party at the Burrow later tonight and I need to get home and get ready," Molly said smiling.
Her younger years may be gone, but Ginny knew that the future was ahead of her. Her new life with Harry was something she couldn't wait for.
Prompt: Gone.
Author's note: I wanted a second chapter with a mother-daughter talk. Please remember I will continue this story once the drabbles are over J
