Taken from Ginny Wealey's Diary
Many thanks to KyahDreaming from http/ashwinder. for being my beta!
DISCLAIMER: Yada, yada, yada. I don't own any of these characters. Including Ted Grimaus, I'm too cheap to feed him.
We finally reached the Inn, and thankfully, there were enough rooms for all 60 of us wizards. Yes, 60 is the number of wizard left in this world; all the others had sacrificed their lives in battle. I sighed. I remembered that the wizarding world was once filled with joy, and though there was sadness, it hadn't been constant. I'd made my way up to my room, lugging my ever-so-heavy brother up the staircase-- it was no easy task. Though he's lost a lot of weight, he's still a little bit heavier than I am. After a couple minutes of struggling, I finally reached my room. Thankfully, it was near the staircase. The door of my room seemed to be made out of paper; it ripped easily, I noticed, as I poked a hole through it. The material wasn't paper, I was sure of that, but I was just too tired to find out what it really was. I laid my brother on the nearest bed and he fell into a deep slumber immediately. I sat on the edge of the bed as my eyes scanned the room, and I came to a realization: I had nothing. I remembered, as my eyes brimmed with silent tears, a time when I had everything that I longed for right now: A sane brother and…my parents. I clasped my hands together, lowered my head for a moment, then stood up. "I need to take a shower," I muttered, eager to get my mind off things.
I made my way down the stairs, and out into the courtyard. Someone had told me that that was where the bathhouse was. "Out in the open", I muttered, and shivered at the cold wind whipping against my skin. I tiptoed to the bathhouse, not wanting to disturb anyone, and entered a stall. Just as I was undressing, I felt something in my pants. My wand! I gaped, I still had my wand. I shook my head, disbelieving. My wand had not snapped, it was still in mint condition. I was overjoyed, and had I not been so tired, I would have jumped up and down and cheered. I placed my sacred wand on the floor, knowing that it would get wet otherwise, and took a quick shower. Having no other clothes to change into, I wore the same clothes over and over again. "Tomorrow," I told myself, "I'll get a job." My mind had calmed for the moment, and I was feeling a little bit better. I clutched my wand in my hand, and made my way up to my room once again.
I collapsed on the couch, and turned my head to look at my brother. He looks so peaceful, like a little angel, I thought, and my eyes brimmed with tears once again. I lifted my hand, which felt like it was made out of lead, and pointed my wand in his direction. I had cast a warming spell over him, for he seemed to be shivering a bit. It might have been a trick of the light, but I still felt obligated. Then I summoned a blanket for my self. "Accio Blanket," I muttered in the dark, not exactly caring who I stole this blanket from. After all, something must come from something and nothing can come from nothing. I closed my eyes, and a phrase floated through my mind: "Before dawn comes darkness." Perhaps this new world will be better for us all, I hoped fervently before I fell into a deep slumber.