Why

Death Cannot Separate Our Love, Only Delay It For A While

By: FireSprite

A/N: So while I'm sorting out my other series (the next part will probably be the last) I got this idea and had to write it! Enjoy!

I sat on the soggy wet ground, crying, while it rained and thundered all around me. How could you do this to me? I screamed inwardly I know it isn't your fault but I need and miss you! I traced the familiar inscription on the gravestone.

Harry Potter

Beloved son,

Friend,

Husband,

And Father

The boy who lived

Lives no more

Without thinking I thought of the night which had been haunting my nightmares for over a year now.

We had settled down in front of the fire playing a muggle game called 'Life' with our three gorgeous children. It was a perfect evening, the snow fell silently outside our window while the fire warmed our backside. After Harry had put the children to bed, we both sat down in front of the Christams tree.

'Merry Christmas, Ginny' Harry had said as he kissed my forehead.

'Merry Christmas to you too, darling' Had come my answer.

'Ginny, I'd like to give you something tonight, when the children aren't here, instead of tomorrow. Could I?'

'Sure Harry. What is it?' I asked, my curiosity sparked. And I had gasped as he pulled out the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. It was defiantly a diamond on the outside, but inside, you could see a small fire, raging with the most beautiful colors of red and orange.

'This ring represents how deep my love for you goes.' He said huskily as he put it on my finger. He leaned over to kiss me when- BOOM!

The door has been knocked down and in the midst of the howling snow coming in stood three Death Eater's. We both stood up and raised our wands. We tried fighting them off but I was knocked unconscious before long. When I had woken up Harry was lying dead beside me and our children were missing. The house had been completely wrecked by those awful men. I never heard another word from the children or the DE's again.

I cried again, louder this time. Everyone assumed Gregory, Elizabeth and Geoffrey were dead, but I refused to give them a funeral and graves, convinced that they were alive, but barely. I looked down at my hand. The ring was still there, burning as brightly as it ever had. I doubted it would ever go out.

How could this of happened??? Why didn't they take me or kill me instead of Harry??? I can't live without him or the children.

I shivered as I thought this, the rain was getting to me.

Just then someone sat down bedside me. It was (Dr.) Draco Malfoy. After Hogwarts, Draco had become a good friend of ours and had helped deliver all my children.

'Hey' I said sullenly.

'Ginny' He said kindly 'It's been over a year and still you visit him everyday. You must of really loved him.' I nodded my head. 'Come on,' He said, holding out his hand 'I'll take you home and make you some cocoa. How does that sound?'

'Ok' I sighed. I got up slowly, because my robes wee now sopping wet and extremely heavy. I laid a rose I had brought across the grave and let Draco lead me out of the graveyard.

Harry stood there, watching Ginny's retreating back. He too was crying. He missed her so much, and it was torture to see her come here every day, crying. He wished he could go back and be with her, if it was only for one night, but NO! he had a mission to do and Dumbledore was counting on him...

A/N: Okay this does leave room for a sequel and if I get enough reviews, I'll write another one!