S: I know it kinda bad, but I am working on it. This is my first fanfic, so give me a little time and I'll be better. Please review.

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She sat up slowly, and held Neville's shoulder to anchor herself in her current position. "I'm... I'm fine." Lavender said breathlessly. "Its okay. Sometimes a fortune takes a lot out of me. Nothing new."

Her eyes snapped back to me. "What did I say?" she asked imperiously.

I shrugged. I didn't want everyone to know what she said – that would be embarrassing. "Nothing. Nothing at all."

Lavender looked disappointed. "Ah, well, if you're sure...."

"I'm sure."

I hurried away, right about then, because Neville and Lavender started kissing. Fred and Angelina were still in the corner, talking. I went over to them. I needed to talk to my childhood hero. Maybe he would understand. Maybe he would be able to help.

"Hey, Fred." I whispered.

"Gin. Wonderful to see you again, old bean. Sad to say, though. You've shrunk."

Angelina burst out laughing, and Fred joined in. Finally, I had to chuckling too. "Fred!" she said pretending to be upset, "That's your only sister! Apologize at once!"

He bowed low, "Sorry, I don't think we've been introduced." He said, acting the part of a flirtatious young gentleman. He straightened, and took my hand.
"I'm Ginny Weasley. Sir...?" I replied, trying very hard not to giggle.

"Fredulf." my brother answered, and he kissed my hand. That was the last straw for me."Ewww!" I exclaimed, with with drawing my hand. I checked it carefully, making sure that it hadn't turned blue or something. When I looked up, Fred was grinning at me. "That was disgusting, Fred." I told him flatly. "Sometimes I can't believe what you would do to have a laugh.

"You're more than welcome." he said.

"Fred." Angelina said, beaming. "Gin, he wasn't serious. This is how he is when he's serious. " Then she kissed him. It was disgusting. Not that I don't have my own fantasies about kissing, but actually seeing it- particularly with her older brother involved - was just scary. Even is she was twenty-two years old.

"Uh... guys... can you cut it out until I'm gone?" I turned to leave, but Fred grabbed my pony-tail.

"Lil' sis, why are you leaving so soon?" he asked me, looking grave. "I need to talk to you. Angel, could you give us a minute?" She left, leaving me to face my second-youngest brother. "Gin, Mum and Dad need you! How could you just desert us like that?" All trace of joking left his eyes. "Gin you hurt them. You hurt them a lot."

I couldn't meet his eyes. "Sorry."

"Sorry won't cut it, Ginevra." Fred was stern now, almost like Dad, or even Mum! "You left us when we needed you most. How can you overcome such tragedy without the help of your family? It must have been the worst for you. You lost a brother and a best friend, not to mention countless others that you knew. Sure, Lee's in St. Mungo's now, but Ron and 'Mione are dead. I just don't understand it, Gin. I really don't."

Sniffling, I looked uo. "It was horrible. I hated Harry, and everyone else for living when Ron didn't. I hated myself for getting knocked out and not saving him. I hated you guys for reminding me of... things."

"Gin, we're your family. You can talk to us, and we'll try to help you out. I know for a fact that I'll always be there for you. Losing Ron was hard, but Gin, at sometime, at somepoint, you move one. You never forget him, but you learn to live with it."

"How can you live your life when you're life was destroyed and countless others are dead?"

"First of all, Ginevra Alexis Weasley," he was definetly sounding like Mum thenyour life wasn't destroyed. Ron's was. Secong, you'll always have us."

"I don't have Ron."

"I know." Fred said, his eyes misting over. "Neither do I."