A/N: So question time. Am I going into too much detail? Should I skip ahead to interesting stuff? I know I personally was sad when they was hardly anything from JKR post battle. Unless I hear differently I'll continue what I'm doing. Eventually Ill get all the way up to the prologue. Anyone know if theres a word count limit on this website? Ps, I use some adult language(swearing *gasp*) in this chapter so I probs will go make a disclaimer on my summary thingy.

Chapter 5: The Whole Story

Ginny sat, staring open mouthed at Harry, who grinned sheepishly. She slapped him.

"Ouch!" Harry cried jumping to his feet. "What the hell was that for?" Ginny jumped up as well.

"You know damn well what that was for Harry Potter! How can you joke about dying when, after what, with Fred…" She trembled for a moment before collapsing in a heap on the ground. Horrified Harry plopped down next to her and cradled her in his arms.

"No, Ginny, no. I didn't mean anything like that, I swear it." He hugged her to him and he felt the tears soaking into his filthy jacket. "I just, I mean how am I supposed to act? I don't even really know what happened. Even after Dumbledore tried to explain it." At this Ginny sat up wiping her eyes.

"Harry, Dumbledore's dead."

"I know. Well, when I died, I kind of woke up in this place that looked like Kings Cross Station. And Dumbledore was there, and Voldemort. Or, well, at least part of Voldemort." At this Ginny looked even more confused.

"Harry. I really don't understand. Can- would you please explain it to me? From, the beginning? Unless you don't want to." She looked down and wiped her eyes on her sleeves again. Harry sighed and settled down against the tree again and puller her onto his lap.

"Of course I'll tell you. Where do you want me to start?" She looked up into his eyes which were smiling down at her.

"Start at the beginning." She said as she snuggled closer into him, a light breeze playing with the ends of her hair as it swept by.

"Well, it started with a boy. His name was Tom Riddle." He felt Ginny shudder with recognition. Even though she knew the story was going to be about Voldemort, using his old name brought back painful memories of the diary and her imprisonment in the Chamber of Secrets. "Ginny? Are you going to be ok? Because that's the least scary part of the story." She took a deep breath and nodded. She was going to prove to him that she could handle it. So Harry continued. He told her all about his meetings with Dumbledore last year. He recounted the memories with as much detail as he could remember. When he got to the part about Horcruxes he stopped and added his own explanation when she looked confused. Then he talked her through his last night with Dumbledore. She gasped in all the right places, making Harry feel like an expert storyteller. Without meaning to his mind flashed ahead a few years and saw himself in a chair recounting his adventures to a litter of red and blacked haired children.

He shook himself, and continued with his tale. When he got to how Dumbledore had died, Ginny hissed. "Calm down Ginny."

"Calm down? That murderous bastard killed him Harry! When he pretended to be his friend all along. The slimy, no good-"

"Ginny. Please don't say anything bad about Professor Snape." He looked down at her with tired eyes as she looked incredulously back at him. She looked like she wanted to say something, but bit her lip and laid her head back on his chest, careful not to lay it on his newly acquired scar. So Harry continued telling his story with the fight that had ensued. He led up to his summer, his farewell with the Dursleys, his birthday present from Ginny. At this she looked up mischievously at him.

"Maybe we should make that a tradition Potter."

"Yes please." Harry said with a laugh and kissed the top of her head before continuing. He told of how he, Ron, and Hermione had fled after the wedding. Continuing he told of their escape from the Death Eaters in the coffee shop and how they had fled to Grimwauld Place. When he spoke of their plans to get into the ministry and how they executed it she smiled, thinking of how much that had accomplished for such young people. When Harry got to the part about Ron leaving, he tried to paint it in a good light, but failed miserably because his sorrow at driving his best friend away came through. She was understandably angry with her brother for ditching his best friends in a time of need, but eventually Harry calmed her down. Then he got to Godric's Hollow and how he had acquired his latest scars. Ginny shuddered as he recounted how close Voldemort had come to them.

When Ron returned and saved Harry's life Ginny seemed to forgive him. She outright laughed when Harry recounted how Hermione had reacted. He talked about how they would listen to the radio every night trying to get news, and how, now that Ron was back Harry missed Ginny more and more and took out the Marauder's Map every night to find her dot before he could sleep. Ginny blushed and ran her fingers through his untidy black hair. She was upset when he told of how they visited Mr. Lovegood and of how he treated them. She became intrigued with the idea of the Deathly Hallows. The story with the snatches just made Ginny shake her head at Harry's bravado and stupid use of Voldemort's name. He wasn't one to be told what to do. It turned to horror as she heard what had occurred at Malfoy Manor, and then relief as they escaped, and finally settled on sadness when she heard poor Dobby's fate.

Ginny was very understanding of his decision to go with Horcruxes rather than Hallows, although she was flabbergasted when she learned of their break in at Gringotts and laughed at how they freed a dragon in their escape, talking about Hermione was bound to start a S.F.E.D., or Society for the Freedom of Enslaved Dragons. Then came Harry's return to Hogwarts and the battle. He skipped over what she already knew. He told her of how Ron and Hermione had finally gotten together with Ginny muttering about time. He told her of the Diadem and the Fiend Fyre. Then he told her of their race to the Whomping Willow and what they had seen at the Shrieking Shack. She smirked when she heard of Snape's death by his beloved master, but frowned at the look of sorrow upon his face. When she heard Harry recount Snape's memories she understood.

"Oh, Harry." She sat up and now it was his turn to be held be her. He didn't cry, not for Snape, but he needed comfort. The memories of his mother filled him with sorrow. The knowledge that he would have to die was so overwhelming that Ginny couldn't comprehend it. How could Dumbledore have done this? How could he have raised Harry only to sacrifice him after he'd barely gotten a taste of life. Harry told her the rest of his story in a hollow voice, that chilled Ginny to the bone. She could hardly bear the thought of the boy she loved, walking solitarily through the forest to his certain death.

"But the worst part was, was seeing you right before I got in the forest. It made it so hard to go on. I knew that if I said anything, that was it. I wouldn't have been able to do it. To die." Harry finally let himself go and cried on Ginny's shoulder. He cried for the enormous burden that he had had for 16 years of his life that was now lifted. He cried for everyone who had died. Ginny held him tightly to her. They sat like that for a while before Harry finally sat up.

"Well," said Ginny, "we should probably head up to the castle. We've been down here for hours. They will be wondering where we've got to." Harry looked up and noticed that the sun was low on the horizon.

"Right, I am getting hungry." As he spoke his stomach rumbled as if on cue.

"You're just like Ron." She sighed, but stood up and drug him up with her. Hand in hand they headed up to the castle.

A/N: sorry I'm writing these so much. Anyway I know that virtually nothing happened this chapter. But its important that Ginny finally be included in everything as that was one of the reasons she was mad at him in the first place. And I know I said I wouldn't right that often but im pretty sure I bombed a final this morning and needed to relieve some stress.