Hey. Sorry it took so long. But I was at my BFF'S house, and then I helped her type and post her story. But anz ways hope you guys like this. And thanx Mina for reviewing her story! Just to let ya know…I helped her with up coming ideas for it! OMG! I just realized a mistake I made! Bill and Fleur are the ones I've been meaning to type. Not Charlie and Fleur! Why didn't any one tell me! Sorry! And I know I've been saying 'blue eyes' for Harry, but in the book it says 'green'. I'm not going by the book. I'm going by the movie because I'm in love with Daniel Radcliffe's blue eyes…

Chapter Ten: So Long and Goodnight

It was hard living out the next few days of their lives. Telling Ron, Hermione, and everyone else that Jack wouldn't be coming home, dealing with not having Jack to feed at the dinner table, and it was even harder to tell Sophia and Charlie that the wouldn't be playing with Jack any more. And there was the planning of the funeral. But that wasn't the hardest part…it was that all the Daily Prophet wrote about was 'Harry Potter: He Loses Baby' 'Chosen ones son is gone' 'Did Harry Potter Have the Right to take his son off of life support?' 'What's you opinion of the situation?', and everyone would whisper, talk, and ask questions out on the street about the whole ordeal.

Today, October 13, would be the day of the funeral.

"Are you ready dear?" Harry asked, walking into the upstairs room that had once been Jacks room…only days ago. He was dressed in his all black tux and was fixing his tie.

Ginny just nodded, turning away from the crib she was standing over. As she walked out of the room there was a small twinkle of tears building up in her eyes. Ginny was dressed in an all black silky dress, black heels, and her hair hung down over her shoulders.

Down stairs waiting was Hermione and Ron. Hermione too had on a black silk dress and cloak; she was hold Sophia in her arms. Sophia had on a small black dress on and was as happy as can be. Of course she had no idea that her brother had been dead now for almost a week.

Ron was in his tux, and was holding baby Charlie; Charlie was wearing a small black tux that looked just like his fathers.

"Come on Ginny." Hermione said putting one arm around Ginny and walking out side.

"She's pretty messed up." Ron said to Harry. 'Think she'll ever go back to normal?"

"No one goes back to normal after losing their child. But I hope we can get back on track." Harry sighed. "Did you get a hold of Fred and George?"

"Yeah, they said they'd be here. But they'd meet us at the cemetery." Ron answered as they walked outside.

Arthur, Molly, Fleur, Bill, and Charlie were standing outside waiting for them. They had decided to go with the muggle way of getting there and took the black cars. As they drove off, all Ginny could think about was seeing her baby lying motionless in the coffin.

"Everything will be all right sweetie." Harry said taking Ginny's hand.

'That's what you said about having the babies and no look at what happened." Ginny said bitterly and looking away from him.

"Ginny how could you say that? You would rather have never had the kids. I'm mean look at Sophie and Charlie. Could you imagine life with out them?" Harry asked surprised that Ginny had said something like that.

Ginny didn't know what to say. "No…but now I have to live life with out Jack. And that's not something I have to imagine…I have to live through that…"

"Just leave her. She's upset…that's all.' Hermione whispered to Harry.

And Harry sat back against his seat and sighed. "I know." He sighed.

At the cemetery Fred and George where there with there wives, more of Ginny's family was there, friends, family, even a few people at the ministry that Harry didn't remember inviting…or even telling…but I guess everyone reads the daily Prophet.

A soft breeze brushed past everyone's face, pickingup leaves and swirling around their feet. People greeted them and said there little speeches that neither Harry nor Ginny wanted to hear more of, 'I'm so sorry for your loss.'

Harry was now feeling the weight of the loss on his heart…the loss that Ginny had been feeling the past few days. It hit him hard and fast. He didn't know what to do. Seeing his 2 and ½ year old lying lifeless in the glossy, wooden coffin was like being sliced in the heart…over and over again.

"We are gathered here today to mourn the loss that the Potter and Weasley family have had been burdened with. The loss of their tow-and-a-half year old baby Jack." The priest said, standing over the coffin. He was very tall and thin, and a little gray in the hair. "It was a terrible loss...the loss of a child…but he did not go unloved. As you see around us, these people all loved Jack like family."

Harry's blood started to boil. How could he say that! Loved him like family? The ministry just came because it would look good on the newspaper that they came to the 'Potter's' funeral for the baby.

"Now, Hermione Granger would like to say a few words in beloved memory of her nephew." The priest said.

Hermione stood up, shaking a bit. Walked over and stood in front of the coffin. It was an open coffin funeral, and she starred into the face of Jack.

"I loved Jack like a son. And I love Ginny and Harry like a brother and sister. And seeing them in this much pain hurts me…all of us." She said, silent tears falling to the floor. And I just wanted to say that Jack was one of the cutest babies I've ever seen. He looked just like his father. And I know that Harry was hoping that Jack would become a world Quidditch player one day, that's why I brought this."

Hermione reached into her bag and pulled out an old Quidditch robe of Harry's.

"Harry gave this to me one year in school. I always admired the way he played. But now I want Jack to have it." She then placed in over his small body in the coffin, rubbed the top of his head, wiped a tear away and sat back down.

Harry stood up next. He hadn't planned on saying anything, but his feet just seemed to move and stop in front of the coffin.

"They were unexpected…but they were always loved. And those who truly cared about him will always love Jack. But I don't want everyone leaving today with the idea that he was just a baby. Jack was his own person. He loved to laugh, ran around with Sophia and Charlie…" Harry said.

At the sound of their names both Charlie and Sophia laughed and said, "Me love Jack"

"Yeah, I know you two loved Jack.' Harry said, a smile playing across his face.

"Me wove Jak." Sophia smiled. She meant, "Me LOVE Jack."

"He loved his grand parents, Arthur and Molly, he loved his Aunts…Fleur and Hermione…his uncles…Ron, Bill, Charlie, Fred and George…his sister and brother, and his parents. And now where he's going he'll be loved my godfather…Sirius Black, and I know Jack will love him. And he'll be loved my his other grandparents, my parents." Harry said looking down at Jack.

"I love you Jack." Harry whispered and then he too sat down.

"May god take care of this child. God bless Jack Potter." The priest said and the ceremony was over.

People got up over the coffin and said their prayers and then said good bye to the rest of family.

"I'm really sorry Harry." Fred told him.

"I'm sorry we never saw more of him." George added.

"You guys were buys, you know, with the joke shop and stuff." Harry said.

They talked a little while longer and then-since it started to rain- they all left for home.They took the long way home, It was a rode down a deserted path, and the street was lined with nothing but forest.

"Mummy, me saw Jack! Can me play with him?" Sophia asked, on the way home.

Ginny closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"No sweetie. Jack isn't coming home with us today."

"Why?" Charlie asked. The rain was now poring outside. And the streets became very slippery.

"Ugh, he's going to have a nap now for a while." Harry said looking at his beautiful two- year -old daughter.

"After nap, me and Jak play!" she insisted.

Tears rolled down Ginny's face. "No sweetie. Jack is sleeping now. And he won't be waking up."

Sophia looked confused.

"Don't worry, you can play with Charlie later." Harry said.

The rest of their lives had been changed in an instant. The rain poured harder and harder. The driver of the car slammed on the breaks and they went swerving. Everyone was screaming. Hermione slipped from her seat, hit her head on the window, and blacked out.

They couldn't stop. They went heading for the forest. And everything went black.

So? Did you like it? I know it was a big twist, the whole car crash, but did you like it? Should I continue with it? Let me know! Luv ya guys!

Cilla