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Chapter 2
Ginny Weasley a recent graduate from Hogwarts had seen a lot of things in her life, and at 19 had truely become a women with great insight. After the war her parents and siblings had become more dependent on each other, seeking out comfort and support from the other letting each know that they would get through it.
Charlie's death had been very hard on them. Ginny had cried her eyes out for days, she sat on the couch remembering her last moments with Charlie. He was going back into the battle ground after getting his wrist treated from Ginny who was working as a temporary healer because of her good skills at charms and potions. "Hey lil sis.. Now don't cry" he had hugged her as he noticed the tears that she was hurriedly trying to wipe away. He always noticed things first, which was one of the reasons he was closest with Ginny. " You are my favourite sister and I don't want that dork of a boyfriend of yours to see you crying when he gets back from killing good old Voldie!"
"Charlie I am your only sister! And Harry is not my boyfriend!" she had said hugging him back.
"I love you Gin Gin, if something happens to me always remember I will be watching over you and that dork of your boyfriend. I know I know he is not but he isn't blind he loves you I can see it in his eyes" He had said squeezing her for the last time.
" I love you too Charlie, and nothing's going to happen to you " She said as she waved when he walked out. There was a huge bang. Charlie didn't make it and the world shattered. Harry was blind. Yes she knew, she was the first one to see him screaming hoarsely into the night standing over Voldemort's dead body. She was the one who had nursed him for the first few days. She was not left scar less herself, a side of her face had permanently burnt when she had run after Charlie.
She sobbed silently as she recalled the incident. She missed Charlie, but a part of her was a tiny bit reassured that Harry couldn't see her ugly face now. She had not met him for about two years now. She knew he lived in muggle London and lead a very secluded life. She had overheard Ron and Hermione talk about his change in attitude.
She was brooding over her thoughts in her living room when she felt that she was being watched. She looked up to see the bright blue eyes of her previous headmaster. The twinkle tough still there had lessened a considerable amount. She had always looked up to him. She knew it was hardest for him to live through it all after seeing so many loved ones pass on. The pain sometimes reflected in his eyes.
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