All Alone
Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter.
A/N--Yay! This is the last chapter! I know it's really short and I'm sorry about that. I hope you all like it, and thanks for reading and reviewing. I love you all!
We decided to hold off on getting married until I'd finished school. And after that, we had to make plans and find a house and all that other jazz.
I was really happy that I'd said yes, and so was the rest of my family. When we told them, my mom burst into tears and pulled us into lung-crushing hugs while everyone else jumped up and down. Even Phlegm seemed happy for us.
The days passed by and all I could think about was my future. My future with Harry.
The night before the wedding, Harry and I were sitting in the field near the Burrow gazing at the stars.
"It's nice, isn't it?" Harry asked. When I looked confused, he continued. "It's nice to think about tomorrow and the next day and the next."
"Why do you say that? It really won't be any different than now."
"I know, but…it just seems like…"
I giggled at his vagueness. He chuckled with me.
"I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm really happy we're getting married," he explained.
"I am too. Now I won't be all alone."
"Were you sad while I was gone?" Harry asked quietly.
"Very," I whispered. "It might have only felt like a few days to you, but I was in a coma for almost a week after the fight. And I couldn't stop thinking about you while I was awake. I was so scared that I'd never get to see you again."
We were silent for a moment. Then Harry slipped his arms around me and said, "You don't have to worry anymore, Ginny. I'll never leave you."
I smiled and nodded; Harry never lies.
The end:)