Chapter 2
It's over
Harry had looked over for one second and saw Ginny on the hard, stony floor. Anger erupted inside of Harry. He started to breathe harder and harder. Tears raced down his cheeks. He heard Voldemort say with laughter, "Love hurts! AHAHAHA!!" Harry couldn't take it. His hand and arm moving at the speed of light, dieing to destroy Voldemort for what he did. "EXPELLIARMIS!"
There he was, shriveling into nothingness. But Harry did not smile. He was still too angry. To make sure Voldemort was gone, Harry kicked the shriveled up body. For sure, Voldemort was dead. He ran to Ginny's lifeless body, and saw her beautiful face, motionless. Fresh tears came from his eyes. Mrs. Weasley bent down to her daughter's body, only to feel her pulse. She gasped. "Her heart is beating, but very slowly." Harry's eyes darted to Ginny's face once again. "Please… Ginny… please…no… please… Ginny…" cried Harry, repeating those words over and over again. Mrs. Weasley felt Ginny's pulse again. Once again, a gasp. But this was different, she didn't say anything more. At once, Harry new what happened. He panicked. "No…" He put his hand on her neck to feel her pulse for himself. Nothing. "NO!" he screamed. More tears came running down his cheek faster than the rain fell. He still hadn't taken his hand off her neck. One of his tears fell from his face and landed on Ginny's. Suddenly, she started shaking. Faster and faster she shook. Almost Vibrating, Ginny stopped. She was still once again. "No…" whispered Harry. Then her eyes opened. "What?" asked Harry. "Ginny?"
She was back. Ginny was alive! Harry didn't waist one second. He smiled for the first time in a long while. Then, he hugged her. Ginny was very confused. "What is going on?" she asked quietly so only Harry could hear her. He finally let go of her, smiled, and hugged her again. He said, "Ginny, I thought I lost you. Oh my god. I thought I lost you, Ginny."
Still, Ginny wanted to know what happened. Harry picked her up off of the floor and helped her stand up. She looked around to see her family and friends standing around her. Almost everyone had been crying. Even Dean Thomas. Suddenly, her arm pained with excruciating harm. She screamed in pain and almost fell to the floor again, but Harry caught her before she did. He held her up while Mrs. Weasley tried to see what was wrong. But Ginny wouldn't let go of her arm. Ginny screamed again. Harry was strong enough to pull her hand away from her arm. At once he saw what was wrong with it. Voldemort's face was moving on her arm. It whispered, "You'll pay…" then it disappeared. And Ginny fell to the ground, breathing very, very hard. Again, Harry bent down and picked her up. Still in his arms, she said, "Harry, Look at my arm." He was confused. It disappeared didn't it? He looked at her arm and saw the letters TMR. This stood for Tom Marvolo Riddle. It was a scar, one exactly like Harry's scar. She looked up at him. They looked into each other's eyes. Harry was so happy to finally look into those beautiful brown eyes that he loved. Harry could finally be with her again. He could finally be happy without worrying about her getting hurt. Ginny was happy they both survived. Now they would both be happy together. Harry didn't care that everyone was watching, not even Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, so he kissed Ginny passionately. Everyone said, "Awwwww…" and suddenly everything nothing mattered to Harry or Ginny. They both knew everything was okay now. No more worrying about safety or sadness. Nobody would tear them apart. Nothing could stop them now. Finally they broke apart. They looked around and saw everyone staring and smiling. Ginny laughed and kissed him again.
Later that night, The Weasleys and Harry were back at the burrow. Everyone was upset still. Even though Voldemort was gone, so was Fred. Mrs. Weasley stayed up in her room ever since they got home because she didn't want to let her children to see her cry. Mr. Weasley also stayed up with Mrs. Weasley. But George was more depressed than anyone. He lost his twin brother. And know one knew how he felt. Ron and Hermione were out in the back yard looking at the stars and trying to forget. But no one could. Harry was on the bottom step, but then he stopped. He heard Ginny sitting on the couch, crying and mumbling to herself. Then Harry walked down into the living room. Ginny looked up and wiped her eyes. "Hi Harry" she said trying to smile. But she just put her head down and cried more. Harry had just finished crying himself. He walked to Ginny and sat on the couch next to her. He put her arm around her and lifted her chin. He hugged her and started to cry again. Both sobbing, they let go of each other. She said, "I love you, Harry. Thank you."
"I love you too, Ginny. Wait. Why are you thanking me?" he asked. Ginny smiled weakly and said, "You were there. You were there when Fred died, and you tried. You were there to save me. You were there to help me. And you didn't stop helping me. That's why I'm thanking you."
Harry smiled. He saw a twinkle in Ginny's eyes. He wiped the tears from her cheek. She reached up and kissed him. "You should get some rest." said Harry. He got up and put his hand out for Ginny to take. She waited a moment, and then took his hand. They both walked upstairs and into Ginny's room. She laid down in her bed. She looked up at Harry and he said, "Goodnight Ginny. I love you." Then he kissed her forehead. "I love you too. Goodnight, baby." She smiled and laid down. Harry smiled back and left the room.