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Epilogue - The Funeral

Fallen leaves crunched beneath Hermione's feet as she walked behind the coffin of her once dear friend. Beside her stood Harry, and next to him, Ron. She could tell they were both devestated..as was she. She and Harry felt as if it was all their fault..if they hadn't gotten togther..if they hadn't kissed it would all be okay. And yet...though that kiss brought upon much grief and despair upon them and others...it also brought upon great joy and happiness. She felt extremely guilty for thinking this during the time of her friend's final farewell..but it was true. Perhaps this was meant to be. Hermione looked up and saw the morbid parade come to a slow. They had reached the grave.

"Ginny Weasley was a wonderful daughter, great friend, and brilliant student. She was will be sorely missed as a friend.." the speeches had begun. Ginny..poor Ginny... Hermione thought. It's not fair..that this had to happen... She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. Harry put his arm around her shoulders to comfort her.

Hermione looked up at him with sad eyes and looked back up at the ceremony. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had already spoken, and the twins were speaking at the moment. Ron was to go up next. She took a quick glance at Ron. His face was somber and his jaw was set. Hermione frowned at his sadness. It feels like it's all my fault...she thought sadly as Ron got up to speak to the service.

"Ginny was my sister. She wasn't always my favorite person..sometimes she got really annoying," Ron began. This got some nervous chuckles. He cleared his throat. "but since Ginny was my sister...I really did care about her. I loved her, only as a brother could. I wanted to protect her from everything. Maybe like a parent would. Now..now that she is gone.." he trailed off, his throat tightening and tears coming to his eyes. "I am truly, in my heart, going to miss her.." Ron looked down into the grave, and wiped his eyes. The service applauded and broke off into the single file line to say final goodbyes.

Harry and Hermione got into the line and slowly made their way to the grave. "Ginny..if you can hear me...I'm so sorry.." Hermione whispered. "I hope that you can forgive me." Harry put his arm around her.

"Forgive us," he whispered. Hermione looked up at him.

"Forgive us," she repeated, looking past Harry and into the sky. Please...forgive..us...Hermione silently asked. The couple paid their final respects and walked away.

From the sky, Ginny smiled down on them. "I forgive you," she whispered, looking at how happy they were. "please..don't forget me."

Hermione stopped and looked up at the clouds again. They parted, revealing the warm and gentle sun. We won't...Hermione said silently. "Mione...something wrong?" Harry asked. Hermione looked at him.

"No..nothing..." she told him. She looked up at the sky one more time..and went off with him; into a bright, new future.