Epilogue

Ginny sat on the edge of the grave crying silently. It had been three years and she still missed him. She laid the flowers down on the grave and closed her eyes, remembering him. He was Voldermort's achilles heel, no one knew it until it was too late. Maybe if they had known they could have prevented his death.

"Are you okay?" Draco asked her kneeling down beside her.

"I'll be fine." Ginny replied giving one more look at Harry's grave as she stood up. "I just miss him."

"I know love, I know." Draco replied taking her hand in his. "Let's go home."

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That day in the hospital wing Dumbledore had broken the news, Harry had been killed. The minuted he died Voldermort had toppled to the ground. No one had known that Harry and Voldermort lived off the same life force, but after he had taken that blood from Harry they were linked closer than anyone had known.

She had sat up gently looking around the hospital wing, looking at everyone. Ron was across the room from her, a bandage wrapped around his head and twenty empty potion bottles around him. Hermione had fallen asleep holding his hand, her head laying on his bed. Fred and George were in beds beside her, both of them awake and looking at her concerned. They had already heard the news about Harry.

In the bed beside her was Draco, he was more pale than usual. They weren't sure if he was going to wake up. Voldermort had hit him pretty hard, had tortured him. They weren't sure if he was even going to live through the day. Tears started to pour down Ginny's cheeks. She had lost Harry, her friend, really more like a brother, and now she might lose the love of her life.

George and Fred climbed off their beds gently and slowly made their way to Ginny's bed, climbing on to her bed. They hugged her as she cried. Each of them whispering different things into her ears trying to make her feel a little bit better. After about half an hour Ginny had run out of tears and out of energy to cry. She told Fred and George to go back to bed and rest. They winced in pain as they climbed off her bed and went back to their own.

Ginny had then climbed down off her own bed and walked over to Draco's where she promptly climbed into his bed. Madame Pompfrey looked like she was about to say something until Professor Dumbledore stopped her. Ginny had curled up against Draco and closed her eyes trying to sleep. After sleeping for days she couldn't sleep anymore even though all she wanted to do was close her eyes and wish the day away. Draco remained asleep for the next few days and Ginny hadn't left him except to use the bathroom. When he finally woke up she was there laying beside him.

"Why are you crying love?" he had asked her.

Ginny had looked up at him tears glistening. "Don't you know?"

"What?" he asked immediately concerned.

"Harry is dead." Ginny had replied as he reached up to wipe away her tears.

Draco's face fell, he felt sadness, not only for Ginny, but for Ron and Hermione and the school, but shockingly also for himself. "I'm so sorry."

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Life at Hogwarts had changed, their hero, their boy who lived had died. The castle lost its happiness, it lost its chatter. The halls were quiet, the common rooms deserted. The kids had heard about what happened and they mourned.

Christmas rolled around and no one stayed at the castle except the Weasleys who were still to injured to leave, Hermione who refused to leave and Draco who had no where to go. When Christmas morning came they were reminded hard that Harry wasn't with them. They had all gotten packages from Mrs. Weasley, everyone including Draco. What they were missing however was Harry's usual presence. Christmas wasn't the same without him.

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The rest of the school year had taken forever to end. Ron, Hermion, and Draco were excused from NEWTs. Ginny was excused from her OWLs, in fact they told her that if she wanted to she could have graduated from school that very year. Which Ginny did, she was already more experienced then most Aurors.

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The day was October 15th, Ginny was dressed all in white, her hair was curled up and she was looking in the mirror. It was her wedding day. After two years Draco and her were about to get married. Six months after the attack on the castle Draco came and visited Ginny at the Burrow. He met her parents and after talking to her father came and proposed to her.

"I will love you forever, and take care of you all ways. You are the most beautiful person I have ever met and you are the strongest. Will you make me the happiest man in the world and become my wife?"

Of course Ginny said yes.

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"I miss him." Ginny said as she walked hand in hand with Draco through the cemetery.

"I know, I miss him also." Draco told her.

"You know I bet he would be really happy that we got married." Ginny said looking up at Draco, tears still running down her cheeks.

"He would love it."

"It isn't fair he had to die."

"He would have given his life up on purpose if he had known."

"I know and I hate him for it. Is that wrong?"

"No because you love him more."

"I do. I didn't realize how close I was to him."

"He was practically a brother."

"When our son is born-"

"We will name him Harry." Draco interrupted her. "After their uncle."

"Thank you." Ginny whispered as they made their way back to the Burrow.

"Anything for you love."

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After Draco graduated from Hogwarts he was instantly offered a job as an Auror and promptly passed it up, not wanting Ginny to ever have to worry about him. Instead he had opened up a branch of Weasley Wizard's Wheezes and had been working for the twins happily since graduation. Hermione and Ron had gotten married straight out of Hogwarts, both of them working in the ministry of magic. Ron was elected Minister of Magic and took the position with the full backing of Dumbledore. Hermione was in charge of Muggle relations trying to teach wizards muggle acceptance.

They day Voldermort was killed had been turned into a wizard holiday, but for the students who had known Harry it was just a day of sadness, not of celebration. Harry had been buried in the Weasley's family cemetery. Every month Ginny brought flowers to his grave, sometimes she would talk to him sometimes she would just cry. Draco came with her most months, although he hadn't known Harry that well for that long he had grown to love Harry like a brother and missed him greatly.

Ron and Hermione didn't talk about Harry much, they missed him too greatly, for so long they were a threesome. Without Harry they felt like they were missing a part of them. Then Hermione became pregnant with a little girl and happiness was in their heart again. Their little girl would grow up hearing about her famous and fabulous Uncle Harry.

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Harry Potter

"The Boy Who Lived"

He will be missed.

The boy who gave up his life,

To save the world,

We Love you.

THE END