The End's Beginning

The air was filled with the cries of victory. The Dark lord Voldemort was finally dead and everyone in the Hogwarts castle, (or what was left of it), were celebrating the end of the great war. Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, the Chosen One had defeated Voldemort only moments ago and was back from Dumbledore's office to join in with the celebration with a new sense of security.

'Harry, hey Harry,' came the familiar voice of his best friend Ron Weasley, as he beckoned Harry over. Harry smiled at the sudden applause he was give as he walked down to where Ron was sitting with his family and Hermione.

'Well done Harry,' said George beaming as Harry sat down. 'Yeah nice work Harry,' said Fred's ghost that was floating next to George, also beaming. Harry, who was glad and surprised to see that Fred was a ghost, just smiled thanked them.

'I wasn't finished pranking Filch,' said Fred, still smiling at Harry.

'What?' asked Harry, looking confused.

'I wasn't finished pranking Filch,' repeated Fred, 'that's why I'm a ghost.'

'Oh, umm I don't remember asking,'

'Don't be stupid Harry it's written all over your face,'

'Right,' said Harry blushing. The Great Hall wasn't as good as it always was and when it started raining everyone realised that the roof of the Great Hall was blown off in the battle, as they ran for shelter Professor McGonagall suggested that everyone should go home and when she finish there was a chorus of the familiar CRACK and people started to disappear. Harry and Hermione joined the Weasleys as they appearated back home.

The Burrow felt a lot safer now that Voldemort was gone and Harry was glad, The Weasleys have done so much for me Hermione too, he thought as he, Hermione and the Weasleys went inside to wash up.

'Dinner is ready dears' called Mrs Weasley and no sooner had she finished had all the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry appearated to the table. (Accept Fred but he phased through the ceiling instead which was weird because Fred couldn't eat anymore anyway)

'Mmmm, smells good' said Mr Weasley as he sat down while the plates of food floated in front of everyone and then carefully placed themselves on the table. (But Fred just watched as everyone ate and sent George death stares as he was over exaggerating the deliciousness of the food)

When everyone had finished they showered and then went to bed. Accept Ron because he had to clean out his bed from the ghoul and George because Fred who was getting back at George by turning invisible and making echoing ghost noises, which was very affective because the next morning George came down stairs looking paranoid and screamed as Fred phased through the ceiling.

'Wow calm down you lunatic it's just me' said Fred with his hands up as if it would stop the screaming.

'What you have to do that for? You scared the hell out of me,' said George in a shaky voice.

'All I did was fall through the ceiling get used to it Georgie cause I'm going to do it a lot,'

'Why? Why can you just go down the stairs as per normal? And while I'm at it why do you have to freak me out at night with your bloody howling and moaning?'

'Because Georgie you fall for it so easily, I mean after all you always was the one who boasted about how much you weren't scared of them yet when the ghoul bumped the wall or a floor board creaked I was stuck peeling you off the ceiling,' George said nothing but did in fact turn a nice shade of red when he noticed that Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were already at the table with their breakfast and when Mrs Weasley came in and asked why she never knew that they started laughing and Fred put his hand over his mouth and shook his head as to say 'I had no idea they were here' and they joined in the laughter as the look he got back from George was priceless.

Once everyone had stopped laughing and finished breakfast Mrs Weasley sent them outside to de-gnome the garden but when they asked why she simply replied 'war doesn't leave baskets of roses besides the gnomes were throwing rock at the house last night and I barely got a wink of sleep' at that note everyone raced outside without another word. Fred helped by scaring the gnomes out of hiding and sometimes out of consciousness which made it easier to chuck them as they didn't squirm, Hermione who didn't think that chucking the gnomes was very nice got bitten trying to pick one up nicely this made Ron mad so he drop-kick the gnome instead, which earnt him a slap and a lecture about how the gnome didn't know she was trying to be nice. Harry, Ginny, Fred and George started laughing at him, Fred and George spent the rest of the day reacting it every time Ron walked into the room.

When they were done Harry and Ginny went walking around the edge of the garden when Harry felt a familiar pricking feeling in his scar it can't be Voldemort I killed him yesterday him and his horcruxes he thought as he rubbed his forehead.

creepy well thats that more soon but I need ideas Pleeeeeeeeaaaaase review and give Ideas

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