Ok, this is the LAST chapter sob I hope you all like:

Harry wrapped an arm tightly around Ginny's waist as twenty people shot through the fireplace at once. He could already see people as they ran from the apparation point outside the Hogwarts grounds into the castle. Some flew. Harry could see two red-headed figures running so fast, the woman was practically falling down the hill, though she kept on running, helped by her husband.

"Are you ready for all of this?" Ginny thought for a moment, and then nodded against Harry's chest.

"I'll have to get this over with sooner or later. Might as well be when I'm with you." Harry stroked back her hair and kissed her forehead. He missed the feeling of her in his arms.

"Ginny! Ronald! George!" Mr. and Mrs. Weasley rushed through the doors, running towards their children. Mrs. Weasley hugged Ron while Mrs. Weasley fussed over George. Ginny looked up at Harry before he pushed her lightly towards the pile of Weasleys. Bill and Charlie stood off to the side, having already said hello to Ginny, Ron and George. Mrs. Weasley put her hand up to them, and both boys collapsed on the ground next to their family.

Next, a woman came through the window where her broom was floating in midair, throwing herself at Neville. Harry expected she was his grandmother. She wore the same red handbag and ugly green dress as Harry remembered a bogart Snape wearing in their third year. Even her hat was the same.

Finally, Xenophilius Lovegood came bustling out of the fireplace, glancing at Harry with an apologetic smile before falling to his knees in front of Luna.

Harry felt like he was intruding on something he shouldn't, like he should be outside. He had to fight back the pang of longing to have someone hug him like Mrs. Weasley was doing to Ron and Hermione.

"Oh, Harry!" Mrs. Weasley intertwined him in a hug, crushing him almost as if Hagrid was hugging him. "We all thought you were dead! Oh, you have no idea how worried we were about all of you. And then, to come here and see all of you so healthy, oh!" She collapsed. Harry had to catch her and lower her slowly to the ground. He kneeled down next to her and hugged her, allowing the woman he thought of as his mother to cry on his shoulder.

"Okay, enough with all this crying. Come on, up all of you. We're going to St. Mungos. Come on. You, too, Bill, Charlie, Harry. Draco." She added. Harry turned to Draco. He had almost forgotten the other boy was there.

Draco was busy watching the Order members take off Voldemort's body, sealed in a cocoon of water.

"W-What?"

"You heard me. Now, let's go." Mrs. Weasley stepped forward and guided the two boys by the arm, with Ginny rushing forward to meet with Harry and Ron, Hermione, Neville, Luna, George, Bill, and Charlie slumping after them, followed up by Mr. Weasley, Mr. Lovegood, and Ms. Longbottom. Draco still hadn't wiped the shocked expression from his face once they floo'd to the hospital, being met with bored-looking healers.

"I'm sorry. We can't help anyone. We're not allowed." No one even bothered to get up, though everyone's expressions became more sullen. They obviously didn't like doing nothing.

"Not no more, yeah ain't." Harry turned to look where the voice came from. From the front entrance came a man. Well, he was way more than a man. He was the size of two men at least, both width way and height. A strangled mass of hair stuck to his face, and beetle-black eyes shone from beneath all the hair.

"Hagrid!" Harry ran at Hagrid as the half-giant ran towards him, crushing Harry in a bone-shattering hug.

"I thought you were dead."

"I thought I was never going to see you again." Harry spoke from beneath Hagrid's huge moleskin coat.

"An' Molly, Arthur, boys! Hermione, Ginny, Neville, Luna!" Hagrid ran forward, Harry jogging back with him. He first swept the girls in a hug, and then the boys, patting everyone on the back as they backed away from him, rubbing their sore arms.

Harry noticed that, once again, Draco was on the outside looking in. he edged around the circle of one huge family and to his--friend's--side.

"One hell of a night, huh?" Draco nodded his head and put his hand in his robe pockets.

"Hard to think this all happened in one day; you scaring the bloody hell out of me in the room of requirements, fighting my father, knocking out the most dangerous wizard in the world, seeing…this." He pointed to the family of Weasleys, who were explaining the joyous news to a couple of female healers, who were hopping up and down excitingly with their hands over their mouths.

"Yeah. Kind of makes you think what the rest of life's going to be like. Think we'll ever get a day that's more exciting than this?" Draco shrugged.

"When you and Ginny get married." Harry was dumbfounded from Draco's openness.

"what do you mean?"

"It's just a matter of time. Look at you two. You've been through too much together. Trust me, I had to hear her whine about you for the past weeks. Anyways, you should see who's in the bathroom next time you want to talk about something like that." Malfoy walked away to the healer, who was waving for the two boys to follow the families into separate rooms.

Harry stood in place, thinking over Draco's words. He knew. He knew I was going to ask Ginny to marry me. Bloody hell.

"Wait! Wait!" Harry ran after Draco, who was being shown into a room by a young female healer. Draco stopped outside the door, and a fed-up healer turned around to lead Ginny into a room, who was being supported by her father. She was growing dizzy from all the excitement on such an empty stomach, mixed with the still-growing pain from being tortured so much the night before.

"What? I think we're pissing off the healers, you know."

"Does she know?" He whispered, low enough where Ginny couldn't hear.

"No. I figured it would give her false hope. You know, like what could have been." Harry nodded his head and slapped his friend on the back before following Ginny into her room, where Molly was carrying trays of ham sandwiches into each of the children's rooms. She lied the platter at Ginny's side table, where she began devouring them one by one.

"When was the last time you ate, dear?" Molly's face looked as if it were permanently etched in a worried expression.

"Uh…four days ago, maybe?" Molly's face grimaced while she pushed more sandwiches towards her daughter, allowing the plate to refill after every sandwich. So that it never ran out. After her fourth., Ginny pushed the plate away.

"Mom, I'm fine. Promise. Nothing a little bit of sleep and a healing potion won't help." Mrs. Weasley still looked unsure, but left to go find a healer, leaving Harry and Ginny alone.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Harry looked up at Ginny. She looked down on him with worry flooding her eyes.

"Gin, I went so long without seeing you. I thought I'd be happier than this. Voldemort's dead, mostly everyone's well, and the world is care-free again. Why aren't I happy?" It was true; Harry had seen Voldemort be carried out of the office, members of the Order promising to kill Nagini and him as soon as they were back at Headquarters.

"Harry, you'll never be truly happy until you realize what this all means. Let it sink in a little." Harry nodded. He knew Ginny was right. But all he wanted right then was to be with her, not to think of his life after this.

He looked out the window at the falling rain, which just started pouring over the grounds. It was like the weather was feeling what he felt, crying when he wanted to cry so much. Only this time, they would be tears of joy. Everyone was together and healthy, Voldemort was no longer causing mayhem, and Ginny was back to her normal, happy self. Everything was back to normal.

All was well.

Well, hope you all like the ending. I may write a sequel to this one, which will b the wedding, but that will be much later. I'll post an update on here if I decide, so just look out for this story or one that says its a sequel. So sad to be leaving this one, but I'll get working on my others sooner, too. Review (for the last time...)