Author's Note: This is a story written in a flashback format, so you will learn what happened in the past in little bits and pieces. It was also written before the sixth book and is therefore AU. XOX means a point of view change. I'm not going to tell you who is talking; you have to figure it out for yourself.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Harry Potter related.
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I walked through King's Cross Sataion on September 1st ready for my final year at Hogwarts. Sixth year passed ending with the defeat of Voldemort by Harry. However, so many deaths came with his downfall. Ernie MacMillion, Parvati and Padma Patil were only a few, but the ones closest to my heart were Ron and Ginny Weasley. Ginny died trying to protect Harry and Ron by protecting me. Ginny had always been taken with Harry and in our 6th year he finally found the courage to ask her out. On a darker note, Ron liked me, but he was always a brother to me, just like Harry. I said no when he asked me out and he put on a good mask, but I know he was hurting inside. I still feel bad for hurting him so much. . . Harry would always be a brother too especially since I found the love of my life this past summer.
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I said goodbye to my mother and apparated to King's Cross Station. I looked around at the people, or lack thereof. So many were gone because of the war. Personally, I was glad the war was over. I may have seemed like a Daddy's Boy, but as I grew older, I began to think for myself and decided that Voldemort wasn't worth it. I wouldn't say I had completely turned over a new leaf though. I wasn't sad at the Weasley's death or Potter and Granger's lack of death at first, but I've been enlightened. Don't get me wrong, Potter and I didn't become best friends, and Granger and I didn't start dating. . . at first. . . I suppose they might not be that bad anymore.
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I piled everything I owned together and looked around the room for the absolute last time. Since I graduated next June, I would never have to see the Dursleys again. The future looked as bright as it could given the circumstances. I could find an apartment of my own, continue my schooling to become an auror and lead a normal life.
A normal life? What was I thinking? I was the Boy Who Lived six or seven times now. I could certainly try for normality, but with one of my best friends and my girlfriend gone, how could it ever be the same? At least I still had Hermione, my best friend. She and I were there for each other when the Weasleys died and we always will be there for each other.
There was only one question still fresh in my mind. How did I feel for Hermione now? Was it a best friend feeling, a brotherly love, or a romantic attraction? I hoped this year would straighten everything out.
I yelled a goodbye to the Dursleys and apparated to King's Cross.