January 8th

This new year has begun, but may end for me as quickly as it started.

Tonight may very well be my last night here on earth, and I'm not going to waste it.

Even from a child
A wish is not enough
For me, for me the sky may fall
And even from a child
A dream is not enough
Could be, could be the sky may fall
Could be, could be the night ends all

After hours of convincing by Ron and Hermione, Harry was secretly going to travel to the Burrow for what could be his last visit with Ginny. On January 9th, he would attempt to destroy Nagini, the last remaining Horcrux. He would have to enter into Voldemort's hiding place, a location that would be revealed to him just before his departure. Snape had been successful in becoming the secret keeper for the location of the meeting place for the Death Eaters. A meeting would occur on the evening of the 9th, so Harry was up against serious opposition. Hermione and Ron would be accompanying him, along with the members of the Order. It was the day for which he had been preparing since he heard the prophecy.

There were so many things he had to say to her… he wasn't sure he was going to be able to say it all, but he was going to try.

Hermione had arranged the meeting with Ginny, telling her that she and Ron needed to discuss something with her, and to be in her room at midnight. She had only meant to rest her eyes for a few minutes before they arrived, but Ginny had fallen asleep and was breathing softly when Harry apperated into her bedroom. He almost couldn't stand to wake her, but sensing someone in the room, she stirred, rolling over. The shock of seeing this dark haired young man in her room brought tears to her eyes, and she choked back a sob, covering her mouth with her hand. Tears filled his own eyes as he stood still, watching her from across the room.

After a couple of minutes, he was able to whisper, "I had to see you… tonight may be the last time we see each other." More tears filled their eyes as he made his way across the room to join her on the bed. "But I want you to know, that if, after everything is over, I am still alive, I want to marry you," he said, slipping his hand into his pocket. Her silence dissolved into silent sobs, her shoulders shaking slightly as he pulled a ring from his pocket. A sparkling princess cut diamond sat atop a platinum band, surrounded by two smaller princess cut emeralds. "It was my mother's. Sirius had saved their rings for me in his vault. And you're the only person in this world who deserves to wear my mother's ring." Tears filled his eyes again as he slipped the ring on her slender finger, his hands shaking. She fell against him, sobbing into his chest as he held her. "There hasn't been a moment since the funeral that I haven't thought of you. I don't know if you understand why we can't be together right now, but I can't put you at risk. You're the only one I have left… I can't lose you too," he whispered, his face buried in her long, red hair.

In the morning, she knew he would be gone, and he was. However, on her desk lay a journal. She opened the cover to the first page, finding a note in Harry's slightly untidy scrawl. But to her, it was the most beautiful writing she had ever seen.

To my wife, may these words bring you happiness in this time of despair.