A/N: I really didn't feel like writing their conversation with Dumbledore.
I tried but it didn't work. So there! This song is supposed to fit with
their situation with Percy I changed some words so look for that.
It's been a long hard road without you by my side
Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried
You broke my mother's heart
You broke your siblings for life
It's not ok,
But we're all right
I remember the days, you were a hero in my eyes
But those were just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now, I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive
The days I spent so cold, so hungry
Were full of hate
I was so angry
Those scars run deep inside this tattooed body
There's things I'll take, to my grave
But I'm okay
I'm okay
Sometimes
I forgive
Yeah and this time
I'll admit
That I miss you, said I miss you
-Good Charlotte: Emotionless
That evening Ginny relaxed against the pillows a small white envelope in her hand. She had several visitors that day and was exhausted. Dumbledore had come and discussed what happened and how Voldemort died, Hermione had dropped by with Ron having both been released, (Ginny swore that Madame Pomfrey just kept her and Harry to torture them) she brought several books which kept her entertained for the time being. Ron had stayed awhile after Hermione left and had given her and Harry an extremely long rant about their engagement.
"I don't know about this, both of you are awfully young."
"Oh please Ron, you sound like you're a hundred and fifty ranting about the good old days."
"I am just looking out for your well being as well as Harry's I think you are both being very rash and you should think about it."
"Look Ron," Harry interrupted. "No one says we're getting married right away. We're both young and there's a whole wizarding world to be rebuilt."
"I just don't want either of you hurt." Ron said sincerely. "Ginny I have something to tell you, Dad was going to do it but he just couldn't."
"What is it Ron?"
"Well see there was only one causality on our side and it's someone you were rather...close to."
"Who was it?" She demanded. She hadn't noticed anyone missing from the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey refused to tell her what happened after she had passed out.
"Well it was um Percy."
"WHAT!" Ginny shot out of bed and shook Ron's shoulders. "PERCY. PERCY IS DEAD. HE CAN'T BE, HE CAN'T!"
"Ginny sit down, okay. I'm really sorry about it. I mean I loved Percy he was my brother but lately I have to say he hasn't been very brotherly. Here he sent you this." He handed her a white envelope. Across it in Percy's unpikcably neat handwriting were the words. In the event of my death give this to Ginerva Molly Weasley. That was Percy, prepared for everything even up until his own death.
"Apparently you were the only one important enough for him to give one to, the rest of us didn't even get a goodbye." Ginny looked at the envelope and felt her eyes begin to tear. No! She wouldn't cry. She hadn't cried, not once since she was a little, not when her mother died, not when she felt so alone, not when she was facing Voldemort, and definitely not now not when it was all over!
"Maybe you better go Ron." Harry said quietly. Ron nodded and kissed her cheek before leaving. Fingers trembling Ginny carefully opened the envelope not sure if she wanted to know what it said. Inside was a letter and a small gold key. She placed it on her bedside table and opened the letter.
Ginny,
If you are reading this letter than most likely I am dead. I have perished from this earth and you will not see me again until we meet in Heaven. I feel compelled to write you rather than Mother or Father or any of our other family because not only are you the youngest and the only girl but I was closer to you than anyone. Remember when we were little and you used to beg me to come play with you because everyone else was too busy. Remember all those afternoons where just for a few moments it was just you and I, were brother and sister, playing in the rain or just a game of checkers. I remember everyone who didn't know you thinking that you were closer to Ron because your age and you let them believe it just so we could have our little secret. When I went to Hogwarts nothing changed you wrote me every day and I wrote back. Until you got to Hogwarts, that was when we began to grow apart. You thought I was getting boring, bossy, and pompous and I was, I really was. When I decided to work for Fudge against Father's wishes it killed me to see the look on your face. You were standing on the stairs with Fred and George watching. The disappointment in me, the look that said that you could never trust me, your big brother ever again. That look told me that I as your brother had failed you. It really killed me and I deserved it, it was then that I almost backed down but I didn't and I'll regret that the rest of my life. And this is why my baby sister that I, Percy Ignatius Weasley am leaving you everything stored in my Gringotts vault, which is quite a sum because of my job for Fudge, So that you can build a future for yourself. I love you my baby sister.
Percy
Ginny put down the letter unable to comprehend all the emotions running through her. Percy her brother, her once favorite brother. The one brother who never seemed to get along with the others but seemed to always love her was gone. She remembered him not telling on her when she took all cookies from mums jar, teaching her to play Quidditch because the others wouldn't even though he hated the sport, he'd even stuck up for her the time Fred had turned her hair blue and made her cry.
"Are you okay Gin" Harry asked. He'd moved over to her bed and sat down Ginny leaned against him for support. Harry noticed that as shaken as she was, her eyes were completely dry.
"I'm fine I'm just a little shaken that's all." She folded up the letter and placed in on the table. "Percy left me all his money."
"He did?" Harry looked quite shocked, he hadn't even thought Percy had money never less that he would leave it to Ginny.
"Yes he made quite a lot working for Fudge. I never thought about him doing that, I haven't spoken to him in years, not since he left. And Ron told me about that letter in fifth year it just made me angrier that he called you all those things and now. Now he's dead and I'll...I'll miss him."
"It's okay Ginny." Harry pulled her into his arms.
"No, no it's not. I'll never see my brother again. Ever." Though her eyes were still dry Harry could feel her shivering in his arms.
"It's okay to cry Ginny. I think you need to."
"No," Ginny sat up picked up the letter off the bed and setting it on the table. "It's not okay. It's never okay, crying is a sign of weakness and I won't show it." He made a move to get out of the bed and go to his own but was stopped by Ginny's arm. "Harry would you keep me company. Please." Harry gulped; they hadn't done anything like that before. "Oh relax nothing like that, I just want some company I feel lonely." Harry looked into her sad brown eyes.
"Alright but if Ron finds out I am dead meat."
"He won't find out." She turned off the light. Madame Pomfrey had long since gone to bed so they weren't in any danger from her.
It was the last day of school and Madame Pomfrey had finally discharged her last three patients, Ginny, Harry, and Neville. Ginny walked down to the leaving feast her hand in Harry's not noticing the astounded expressions on many girls' faces. She had put her ring on her finger again. It was a beautiful but small diamond set in a gold ring. On the inside were the initials LME for Lily Mae Evans. Harry had told her he could change it but she liked it that way so she could remember Lily Potter when she looked at her hand and remember how happy she had been.
They were seated and eyeing their plates when Dumbledore stood up to speak. The word had gotten around that Voldemort was dead and that Ginny not Harry had killed him, it was true but it bothered her that people knew so much.
Dumbledore stood tall and graceful. He looked healthier than Ginny had seen him lately and his eyes twinkled again. Though he had lost much Dumbledore was a man of action and refused to live in the past dwelling on those who had been taken from him.
"Ahem," He began and the hall became amazingly silent. "I look over all of you, see all of your faces as I have done for many, many years now. I have watched my students turn from young children to men and women. I have seen your triumphs and your failures, I have seen you grow and learn every year more and more. I have been teaching at this school for nearly one hundred years and I have come to see many kinds of student's graduate from here. I believe that every student brought something new to this school weather it was knowledge, ambition, courage, or effort every student has made this a better place and a better learning environment. Tonight I regret to inform you that I headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry I am officially retiring." The entire hall including the teachers gaped at him open mouthed Ginny even heard several people drop their goblets.
"I know this is a shock to all of you but I feel that my time here is over. I am a very old man and I feel that I should leave the charge of this school to someone younger. Professor McGonagall has mentioned that she would like remain as deputy headmistress so I would like to introduce a new Headmistress. Many of you know her as she has just recently graduated. This young woman has brought much to our school and displayed much knowledge. She has used wits and courage throughout her years here bringing much knowledge to this school. Her many titles include; head girl, prefect for two years in a row, founder of the Society of the Promotion for Elfish Welfare, and president and founder of the homework-helping club. Ladies and gentlemen I would like to introduce your new headmistress Ms. Hermione Granger."
Ginny dropped her own goblet spreading several feet of white linen tablecloth with orange, Ron had his mouth wide open and was making gaping noises that sounded much like a fish, Harry dropped his fork onto Ginny's plate and let his glasses slide all the way down his nose. Across many tables the students looked at Hermione who was sitting at the Gryffindor table beaming. She didn't look too shocked so she must have discussed this with Professor Dumbledore ahead of time, however she did seem to be looking quite happy. "Ms. Granger would you like to make a speech?" Dumbledore asked glancing toward the Gryffindor table. Hermione nodded and stood up.
"Sornus," she said pulling out her wand. "Thank you Professor. It is with great pleasure I accept the duty of Headmistress of this school. I know I'm very young but I have spent the last year doing a lot of research on education in between the battles against the dark army. I am thrilled to be taking this position of so many before me and I promise I will do my best to make this school live up to its wonderful reputation." Hermione kept her speech for awhile but Ginny wasn't really listening she was too busy comprehending the fact that Hermione, Hermione of all people was headmistress. Not that it was totally unpredictable, Hermione was a smart girl and she had many achievements, she would run this school well. Hermione finished her speech and sat down allowing the students and their guests to finish their food.
"Um Ginny."
"Yes, Harry" Ginny asked taking a bite of her dessert.
"You're using my fork." Ginny glanced down and noticed she had two forks on her plate.
"Oops."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. Look for another update soon.
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It's been a long hard road without you by my side
Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried
You broke my mother's heart
You broke your siblings for life
It's not ok,
But we're all right
I remember the days, you were a hero in my eyes
But those were just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now, I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive
The days I spent so cold, so hungry
Were full of hate
I was so angry
Those scars run deep inside this tattooed body
There's things I'll take, to my grave
But I'm okay
I'm okay
Sometimes
I forgive
Yeah and this time
I'll admit
That I miss you, said I miss you
-Good Charlotte: Emotionless
That evening Ginny relaxed against the pillows a small white envelope in her hand. She had several visitors that day and was exhausted. Dumbledore had come and discussed what happened and how Voldemort died, Hermione had dropped by with Ron having both been released, (Ginny swore that Madame Pomfrey just kept her and Harry to torture them) she brought several books which kept her entertained for the time being. Ron had stayed awhile after Hermione left and had given her and Harry an extremely long rant about their engagement.
"I don't know about this, both of you are awfully young."
"Oh please Ron, you sound like you're a hundred and fifty ranting about the good old days."
"I am just looking out for your well being as well as Harry's I think you are both being very rash and you should think about it."
"Look Ron," Harry interrupted. "No one says we're getting married right away. We're both young and there's a whole wizarding world to be rebuilt."
"I just don't want either of you hurt." Ron said sincerely. "Ginny I have something to tell you, Dad was going to do it but he just couldn't."
"What is it Ron?"
"Well see there was only one causality on our side and it's someone you were rather...close to."
"Who was it?" She demanded. She hadn't noticed anyone missing from the hospital wing and Madame Pomfrey refused to tell her what happened after she had passed out.
"Well it was um Percy."
"WHAT!" Ginny shot out of bed and shook Ron's shoulders. "PERCY. PERCY IS DEAD. HE CAN'T BE, HE CAN'T!"
"Ginny sit down, okay. I'm really sorry about it. I mean I loved Percy he was my brother but lately I have to say he hasn't been very brotherly. Here he sent you this." He handed her a white envelope. Across it in Percy's unpikcably neat handwriting were the words. In the event of my death give this to Ginerva Molly Weasley. That was Percy, prepared for everything even up until his own death.
"Apparently you were the only one important enough for him to give one to, the rest of us didn't even get a goodbye." Ginny looked at the envelope and felt her eyes begin to tear. No! She wouldn't cry. She hadn't cried, not once since she was a little, not when her mother died, not when she felt so alone, not when she was facing Voldemort, and definitely not now not when it was all over!
"Maybe you better go Ron." Harry said quietly. Ron nodded and kissed her cheek before leaving. Fingers trembling Ginny carefully opened the envelope not sure if she wanted to know what it said. Inside was a letter and a small gold key. She placed it on her bedside table and opened the letter.
Ginny,
If you are reading this letter than most likely I am dead. I have perished from this earth and you will not see me again until we meet in Heaven. I feel compelled to write you rather than Mother or Father or any of our other family because not only are you the youngest and the only girl but I was closer to you than anyone. Remember when we were little and you used to beg me to come play with you because everyone else was too busy. Remember all those afternoons where just for a few moments it was just you and I, were brother and sister, playing in the rain or just a game of checkers. I remember everyone who didn't know you thinking that you were closer to Ron because your age and you let them believe it just so we could have our little secret. When I went to Hogwarts nothing changed you wrote me every day and I wrote back. Until you got to Hogwarts, that was when we began to grow apart. You thought I was getting boring, bossy, and pompous and I was, I really was. When I decided to work for Fudge against Father's wishes it killed me to see the look on your face. You were standing on the stairs with Fred and George watching. The disappointment in me, the look that said that you could never trust me, your big brother ever again. That look told me that I as your brother had failed you. It really killed me and I deserved it, it was then that I almost backed down but I didn't and I'll regret that the rest of my life. And this is why my baby sister that I, Percy Ignatius Weasley am leaving you everything stored in my Gringotts vault, which is quite a sum because of my job for Fudge, So that you can build a future for yourself. I love you my baby sister.
Percy
Ginny put down the letter unable to comprehend all the emotions running through her. Percy her brother, her once favorite brother. The one brother who never seemed to get along with the others but seemed to always love her was gone. She remembered him not telling on her when she took all cookies from mums jar, teaching her to play Quidditch because the others wouldn't even though he hated the sport, he'd even stuck up for her the time Fred had turned her hair blue and made her cry.
"Are you okay Gin" Harry asked. He'd moved over to her bed and sat down Ginny leaned against him for support. Harry noticed that as shaken as she was, her eyes were completely dry.
"I'm fine I'm just a little shaken that's all." She folded up the letter and placed in on the table. "Percy left me all his money."
"He did?" Harry looked quite shocked, he hadn't even thought Percy had money never less that he would leave it to Ginny.
"Yes he made quite a lot working for Fudge. I never thought about him doing that, I haven't spoken to him in years, not since he left. And Ron told me about that letter in fifth year it just made me angrier that he called you all those things and now. Now he's dead and I'll...I'll miss him."
"It's okay Ginny." Harry pulled her into his arms.
"No, no it's not. I'll never see my brother again. Ever." Though her eyes were still dry Harry could feel her shivering in his arms.
"It's okay to cry Ginny. I think you need to."
"No," Ginny sat up picked up the letter off the bed and setting it on the table. "It's not okay. It's never okay, crying is a sign of weakness and I won't show it." He made a move to get out of the bed and go to his own but was stopped by Ginny's arm. "Harry would you keep me company. Please." Harry gulped; they hadn't done anything like that before. "Oh relax nothing like that, I just want some company I feel lonely." Harry looked into her sad brown eyes.
"Alright but if Ron finds out I am dead meat."
"He won't find out." She turned off the light. Madame Pomfrey had long since gone to bed so they weren't in any danger from her.
It was the last day of school and Madame Pomfrey had finally discharged her last three patients, Ginny, Harry, and Neville. Ginny walked down to the leaving feast her hand in Harry's not noticing the astounded expressions on many girls' faces. She had put her ring on her finger again. It was a beautiful but small diamond set in a gold ring. On the inside were the initials LME for Lily Mae Evans. Harry had told her he could change it but she liked it that way so she could remember Lily Potter when she looked at her hand and remember how happy she had been.
They were seated and eyeing their plates when Dumbledore stood up to speak. The word had gotten around that Voldemort was dead and that Ginny not Harry had killed him, it was true but it bothered her that people knew so much.
Dumbledore stood tall and graceful. He looked healthier than Ginny had seen him lately and his eyes twinkled again. Though he had lost much Dumbledore was a man of action and refused to live in the past dwelling on those who had been taken from him.
"Ahem," He began and the hall became amazingly silent. "I look over all of you, see all of your faces as I have done for many, many years now. I have watched my students turn from young children to men and women. I have seen your triumphs and your failures, I have seen you grow and learn every year more and more. I have been teaching at this school for nearly one hundred years and I have come to see many kinds of student's graduate from here. I believe that every student brought something new to this school weather it was knowledge, ambition, courage, or effort every student has made this a better place and a better learning environment. Tonight I regret to inform you that I headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry I am officially retiring." The entire hall including the teachers gaped at him open mouthed Ginny even heard several people drop their goblets.
"I know this is a shock to all of you but I feel that my time here is over. I am a very old man and I feel that I should leave the charge of this school to someone younger. Professor McGonagall has mentioned that she would like remain as deputy headmistress so I would like to introduce a new Headmistress. Many of you know her as she has just recently graduated. This young woman has brought much to our school and displayed much knowledge. She has used wits and courage throughout her years here bringing much knowledge to this school. Her many titles include; head girl, prefect for two years in a row, founder of the Society of the Promotion for Elfish Welfare, and president and founder of the homework-helping club. Ladies and gentlemen I would like to introduce your new headmistress Ms. Hermione Granger."
Ginny dropped her own goblet spreading several feet of white linen tablecloth with orange, Ron had his mouth wide open and was making gaping noises that sounded much like a fish, Harry dropped his fork onto Ginny's plate and let his glasses slide all the way down his nose. Across many tables the students looked at Hermione who was sitting at the Gryffindor table beaming. She didn't look too shocked so she must have discussed this with Professor Dumbledore ahead of time, however she did seem to be looking quite happy. "Ms. Granger would you like to make a speech?" Dumbledore asked glancing toward the Gryffindor table. Hermione nodded and stood up.
"Sornus," she said pulling out her wand. "Thank you Professor. It is with great pleasure I accept the duty of Headmistress of this school. I know I'm very young but I have spent the last year doing a lot of research on education in between the battles against the dark army. I am thrilled to be taking this position of so many before me and I promise I will do my best to make this school live up to its wonderful reputation." Hermione kept her speech for awhile but Ginny wasn't really listening she was too busy comprehending the fact that Hermione, Hermione of all people was headmistress. Not that it was totally unpredictable, Hermione was a smart girl and she had many achievements, she would run this school well. Hermione finished her speech and sat down allowing the students and their guests to finish their food.
"Um Ginny."
"Yes, Harry" Ginny asked taking a bite of her dessert.
"You're using my fork." Ginny glanced down and noticed she had two forks on her plate.
"Oops."
A/N: I hope you enjoyed it. Look for another update soon.
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Ilovesmiles- It rocks? Really? Thanks so much.
Ladylighting- I'm glad it makes you smile
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