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This is first chapter. What could possibly be Harry and Ginny's last time together before Harry goes out to war. Songfic. The song's Westlife's "Queen of My Heart." I'm not sure if the song's really appropriate for the story, as it talks about Harry and Ginny's relationship but also relationship between Harry, Hermione, Ron and Ginny too. R&R!
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Oh how I wish they did! All characters belong to JKRowling and Warner Bros. the song belongs to Westlife. I kind of own the plot, though not really.
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A sunny June morning found two young teenagers walking hand in hand. The thing was that they weren't just any teenager. They were wizards. Or rather, he was a wizard. She, was a witch.
That day was Harry's graduation day, and after this, he will be free. And he will be fully qualified to go fight the most fearsome wizard ever lived, Lord Voldemort. But right now, he was with Ginny.
So here we stand
In our secret place
With a sound of the crowd
So far away
But the days that await them in the future were more than Harry could bear. It wasn't the fact that he would be walking into death's door. It wasn't that Voldemort was after him all these years. It wasn't that Dumbledore was not here now anymore to protect him. It was that he would be away from Ginny. He was not afraid to fight. He had sworn on his parent's grave that he would vengeance them, even if that was the last thing he did. And Wormtail. He would get even with Wormtail and serve the rat right.
And you take my hand
And it feels like home
We both understand
It's where we belong
But now, standing here beside Ginny, Harry was afraid. He was afraid he would
not survive it. How could he, with Ginny so far away? And he was afraid that his
heart would get better of him. Was he brave enough to leave Ginny? He was a
Gryffindor after all. Was he brave enough to go away and know that he might
never come back to Ginny's arms again? Was he cruel enough to leave her like
this?
So how do I say?
Do I say goodbye?
He had never imagined his future like this. None of them had. They were supposed to be happy. Today, their graduation, was supposed to be a celebration, instead, many 7th years were dreading the life in front of them. Who knows where any of them would be a year from now? How many of them would be alive? How many would have died fighting Voldemort? They each had dreams, they each had hope. But they all share one hope, one dream (well, maybe except the Slytherins.), that the wizarding world would be free of the Dark Arts. That they all could live in peace, and fulfill their hope, their dream.
We both have our dreams
We both wanna fly
Dumbledore had encouraged all graduating 7th year to join the Order of Phoenix and help defeat Voldemort if they wished. Most of the students had, with exception of a handful of Slytherins. Even Neville usually so timid and scared, looked determined. But they still had tonight, to spend together, remembering the good times. They still had tonight to be lost in dreams. And tomorrow, they will enter the battle. They will vengeance all of their classmates that had been killed these 3 years, among countless wizard, witches and Muggles. And Harry still had tonight, what could be his last time he will have with his Ginny.
So let's take tonight
To carry us through
The lonely times
Harry reached out and take Ginny tight in his arm. He buried his face in her sweet-smelling copper hair. Oh will he be able to breath in the scent of Ginny's hair again, to bury his face in the fury red mass again. As his lips met Ginny's in a lingering kiss, Harry looked back to realize how he his life was dependant on Ginny. Without her, it seemed that his life would be meaningless. He knew, she would be what that had kept him going, and will keep him going. There were times he had watches so many people he knew die right before his eyes and never be able to stop it. Harry had been devastated when he had to watched Wormtail torture and kill Sirius right under his eyes while he himself was tied up not being able to do anything. He had gone to Ginny, he had cried on her shoulder. And she had turned to him when her favorite brother, and HIS best friend was killed, by the very same Wormtail. Ron's death had drew Harry, Ginny and Hermione even closer together. Harry had lost count of how many nights the three of them all came down to the Common Room to cry in each other's arms. It was these nights they share that was the only thing that had kept Hermione sane. But she wasn't the same Hermione. Harry knew, as painful as it was for him, it was worst for Hermione...and Ginny.
Feeling Ginny shaking in his arm, Harry knew Ginny was remembering Ron's end.
She didn't want to lose him like Hermione lost him. But at least, they still had
memories. And he still had her love. And maybe, one day, they will be together
again.
I'll always look back
As I walk away
This memory
Will last for eternity
And all of our tears
Will be lost in the rain
When I've found my way
Back to your arms again
But until that day
You know you are
The queen of my heart
Harry could hear from the distance, that the rest of his classmates were
starting to leave for training. He knew, he must leave soon, but the thought of
tearing himself away from Ginny, leaving her alone was almost unbearable. But
Harry knew, it was time. Maybe, if it was quick, it might hurt less. Harry took
her hand, and walked with Ginny back to the Great Hall. Most of the 7th were
there, ready to go. Almost. Who knows when or under what circumstances they
would meet again? Or if they will ever meet?
So let's take tonight
And never let go
While dancing we'll kiss
Like there's no tomorrow
As the stars sparkle down
Like a diamond ring
I'll treasure this moment
Till we meet again
Ginny clung to Harry. He turned, and took her in his arms. Neither of them wanted to let go, but they both knew they must. Over Ginny's shoulder, Harry could see Hermione looking at them wit her eyes sad and tearful. He motioned her over, and the three of them engulfed in a three people hug. It just wasn't right. They were supposed to be together, not separated like this. All FOUR of them. Tears well up in the three friends' eyes as they held on to each other. He knew, it was cruel of them, him, Hermione...and Ron, to leave her alone, but they must. And Ron, he will still be with them, all three of them, wherever they went. He will be their strength, he will be there for them, always, no matter what. And Ginny will always be with Harry. He had her love, and she had his. That was all they needed.
I'll always look back
As I walk away
This memory
Will last for eternity
And all of our tears
Will be lost in the rain
When I've found my way
Back to your arms again
But until that day
You know you are
The queen of my heart
It didn't matter that she was here and he was there. They both can still dream. And in dreams, everything was possible, and they would be together, and everything would be perfect. Even if reality isn't.
But no matter how far
(Matter how far)
Or where you may be
(Where you may be)
I just close my eyes
(I just close my eyes)
And you're in my dreams
And there you will be
Until we meet
Harry and Hermione tore themselves from the younger girl, and followed the rest of their classmate out the door. They stopped at the door and looked back. Ginny was there, watching them, tears running like rivers down her cheeks. "Until we meet again."
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A/N: well, this is chapter 1. This is going to be pretty short. I don't think it'll go too much past 5 chapters. We'll see how it goes. Sorry, Starlight, for killing Ron. And I'm saying it right now, NO, Ron's NOT coming back to life! Next chapter, Hermione's POV.
