Sorry this took so long, i was stuck without an internet connection for a week.
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Dawn broke slowly through the windows of the Gryffindor common room; the air was silent as the light slowly filled the room. Ginny wrinkled her nose at the prospect of getting up early. Yet the light at her eyes was relentless, moving to hide her face from her head came into forceful contact with something hard. Opening her eyes for the first time she realized she was in someone's arms. Harry's arms! Quickly yesterdays events rushed back. There he was her knight in shining armor sprawled across the couch one arm tight around her waist. She couldn't help but smile, he looked so cute while he slept. He was so peaceful, as if the worry and sorrow could melt away at the closing of his eyes.
She sighed there was no way she was getting back to sleep now. Looking around the common room for the first time she saw it occupied by sleeping bodies and cots. She'd figured people would stay but never imagined it'd be so crowded. She was amazed, the dormitories must be full. Returning her gaze Ginny set about finding to most mischievous, shocking way to wake up Harry. She was still having trouble believing what he'd done. He must have been suffering from some head injury; no way would Harry in his right mind have said such private things in public. He hated being the center of attention, yet he dragged her up on that table as if to prove himself. Finally coming to a decision she set about nibbling on his ear.
"Good morning Harry Potter," She whispered seductively. "Wake up." She was trying to be quiet so she could have him to herself for a few hours but it was nearly impossible to get the boy awake. Letting her hand travel up his shirt she trailed her fingers in small pattern on his stomach while continuing her nibbling.
"You know, that feels wonderful," he mumbled, "I could get used to waking up this."
"Good, I could too." She responded pleased her ministrations had had the desired effect.
"Now get up I want you to myself and if we wait any longer they steal you away to discuss important matters." Her voice went high as she tried her best impression of McGonagall.
"Lets sleep, sleep is good." He mumbled knowing if he didn't take charge soon, she'd begin to get carried away. "What time is it anyway?" Finally sitting up, he'd given up on fighting and he was up anyway.
"It's about 10:00 I think, the suns out full force but no one else seems to be up." She responded cheerfully.
"Sheesh this room is full. You think the others are like this?"
"Probably, Say Harry why did you choose the Head Table?" Ginny asked sweetly.
Harry blushed, "Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. I had intended to talk to you in private but, well it was rather spur of the moment. I think I hit my head. That must be it." He finished quickly thoroughly embarrassed at his display the night before.
"Harry Potter, don't you dare act ashamed what you did yesterday was the most amazing thing I've ever seen!" Ginny admonished
"Wait, me defeating Voldermort or what I said?" Harry asked confused.
"What you said, I always knew you'd defeat Him. That was no surprise the surprise was being dragged onto a table with the great Harry Potter on his knees before me." She was grinning wildly.
"I'm glad you are so appreciative, but don't get used to me on my knees. I have every intention of wearing the pants!" Harry said mock defeating his right as the 'man'.
"Oh don't worry I'd never threaten your masculinity, I'm too attracted to it."
Finally awake and convinced he'd never go back to sleep Harry struggled out of the couch more sore than he could ever remember being. Figures he thought, I've been through hell and back. As he stretched, Ginny returned the couch to its normal shape and size and they both prepared for a new beginning. This beginning would be without Voldermort, without fear, and hopefully without so much pain.
"So what do you think it'll be like, this new 'world'?" Ginny asked, they had gotten dressed and were currently strolling around the Quidditch field hand in hand.
"I'm not sure, all I know is it'll be different, crazy." Harry replied thinking. So much had changed, yet all he felt was loss. Intense loss, it drowned out all other feelings, thoughts, and emotions.
"We all miss them; it'll be hard but Harry we'll get through it." Harry was shocked out of his reverie by Ginny's probing words.
"I hope so Gin, so much has changed will the wizarding world be able to change with it?"
"Harry we will adapt, humans have always been able to adapt to change. We will survive." Ginny paused as if considering her next words carefully, "They'll turn to you, you know. You're their savior."
"I'm not though; I'm no more a hero than anyone else. I don't want this glory." Harry said shaking his head.
"That's why we all love you; you do what needs to be done without regard for how people will think of you. Harry you are a born leader, born speaker, born hero. Accept it, I have." She was smiling up at him and it was infectious.
"Well as long as I have you by my side I can conquer the world!" Harry pronounced jokingly.
"Aw Harry are you COMPLETELY love sick? First yesterday –which by the way was the sappiest speech I've EVER heard. Now this-mate have you gone mental? I mean she's just my sister, I don't get it." Ron was laughing by the time he was done with his interruption.
"I'm sorry Ron, but-"and without warning Harry had tackled Ron and they began rolling across the pitch laughing.
"…Boys" Both Hermione and Ginny echoed together. With that they both left the 'idiots' alone and walked back towards the Great Hall.
Later Harry and Ron caught up with them still laughing and bearing grass stains from the scuffle.
"So Harry, are you ready for the days to come?"
"Always, are you ready for Hermione?"
"Hardee Har Har, that's not funny…at all"
As they walked quietly towards Hogwarts they surveyed the damage done. It would be a long hard road ahead. But here, and now all they could do was push forward. The thought forefront in all their minds: at least they had each other.
As they entered the Great Hall and met up with the girls the group was approached by Professor McGonagall. "Mr. Potter, the Order would like to see you, Mr. Weasley, and Ms. Granger in The Headmaster's Office." She nodded to them before walking briskly off again.
"Well, now it begins I guess." Ron said nervously before taking Hermione's hand and heading towards the stairs.
"I'll be right back," Was Harry's farewell before heading in to the others. He was nervous, 'what would happen now?', 'would things ever be the same now?' He didn't quite know what to think and all was silent as they marched up the winding staircase they knew so well.
"Alright you all have been a paramount part in the execution and success of these recent events." Kinsley looked at them each in turn. The room was cramped, composed of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Harry, Ron, Hermione, McGonagall, Kingsley, Neville, and the remaining members of the Order and DA. There are several decisions that need to made soon. First, we have rounded up the remaining death eaters and they are on route to Azkaban."
"Can we trust the dementors after all of this?!" Harry couldn't help his outburst.
"For the time Harry I do not believe we have a choice we have to put them away somewhere Azkaban is all we have." Kingsley said gravely noting the problem.
"Secondly we need to begin rebuilding Hogwarts as soon as possible. It is a save haven and a beacon of our new freedom. It should be returned to its former glory."
"What about the Giants and other magical creatures who's support Voldermort gained?" McGonagall pressed.
"That will be dealt with, we need a group to speak with each of them; get them to return to their own lands peaceably. Minerva can you organize that?"
"I can."
"I want to give Snape a hero's burial. Next to Dumbledore." Harry said it quietly and gravely. Almost as if to himself and most thought they had misheard.
"I beg your pardon Harry, Serverus Snape!" Molly Screamed thinking immediately of her boy.
"We were wrong, all wrong. It's, it's complicated but trust me he wasn't as he seemed."
"I'm sorry Harry but how exactly do you know this?" Molly had stopped shrieking but her voice had not lost her edge.
"Molly calm down has Harry ever tried to lead us wrong?" Mr. Weasley prodded.
"Oh, I'm sorry Harry it's just…"
"I understand Mrs. Weasley but Snape protected us, all of us. The entire time he was playing a part for Dumbledore. I saw it in his memories, all of it." Harry paused thinking of his father's actions, his mother's friendship. "It's in the pensieve if you want to see it. I can't relate all he did, but it's true he was close to Voldermort for us, to protect me, my mother's blood."
"Alright it will be taken into consideration." Kinglsey said trying to appease everyone.
"No! We will do what is right!" Harry's voiced an edge it didn't have 6 weeks ago.
Without even meaning to he suddenly took charge. "We need to give all of the dead proper burials I believe a section of Hogwarts should be dedicated as a cemetery for the Hero's of the Final Battle against Voldermort. Snape should be there. I also think that Voldermort's body should be destroyed. Are there any problems with that any practices? Can we just burn it? It should be destroyed, no headstone, nothing. He has ceased to exist. The Ministry, what is to be done of the Ministry surely it can't go on as it has been? Someone should get together and reform it. This is the dawning of a new age, one without fear."
"That's all well and good Harry but who is qualified to make those decisions?" Hermione asked.
"Kingsley, as acting Minister; shouldn't you?" Harry asked, "Form a committee of wizards from all parts, together we can make things right again. They weren't always bad, let's go back to how it was. There was life before Voldermort, there will be life after him."
"I agree." Mr. Weasley said
"I too," was Molly's assent.
"And I," came from Kingsley
Soon the room chorused the like opinion.
"Alright," Kingsley struggled to regain control as Harry blushed and shyly relinquished it,backing back towards his friends. "All these things will be started, Minerva gather the teachers and start the plans for the grave yard and get a group for the creatures."
"Alright."
"Molly can you see to the remaining survivors, help their families get a list together of who is staying, who is in need of help and who have died."
"I will."
"Arthur, I need you to help with the ministry committee. We need our government up and running as soon as possible."
"I'm on it."
With that most of the adults filed out of the room at Molly, Arthur, and Minerva's calling. Yet the DA remained.
"Kingsley, what are we going to do you aren't leaving us out after all of this are you." Neville asked slightly accusing.
"No, not at all; you've got an assignment. Round up only those you can trust. Dumbledore's Army is needed." Kinsley said with a solemnity only ruined by his smile.
A/N ok here's the second bit. I'm working on it, not the fastest writer there is. The next chapter may take a little longer, school starts tomorrow and i have to think of a great adventure for the DA to go on. haha any ideas?