Chapter 3: "The Things We Loose Have a Way of Coming Back to Us in the End…

A week later,

The egg was wrapped up in towels as Harry wrote the eulogy. He then crumbled up the parchment and threw it in the wastebasket that was already overflowing with rough drafts

Suddenly, Hedwig shrieked. Harry turned and saw that the egg was smoking.

"What the hell?" he swore as he grabbed a fire extinguisher that was kept in his room but wasn't removed when he moved into the room from the cupboard.

He prepared for the bed to catch on fire, but only the egg did. Then the fire died and the fire extinguisher fell from his hands as he looked at the baby phoenix.

"Wow" Harry said

The phoenix then turned to him as he knelt down and gave a small squeaky squawk. Harry was confused. It sounded higher pitched than when Fawkes had his burning day. He grabbed the books he had Remus buy three days ago about magical creatures so he could figure out what the animal was. He finally found one on Phoenixes.

It made no sense. According to the book, Phoenixes were all males. But according to the book that was solely on phoenixes that had a diagram of body parts of the bird and where certain organs were, the part of a being that made a male a male wasn't on the phoenix that was on his bird. PLUS, this live bird had brown eyes while a phoenix had black eyes. Not to mention that Phoenixes were scarlet. This one looked a bit darker.

It almost looked like Ginny's hair color

Harry noticed the book in his hand shaking as his own body shook as Luna's words came back to him

"The things we loose have a way of coming back to us in the end, if not always in the way we expect"

Harry shook his head and took a deep breath. It was ONLY wishful thinking. Writing the eulogy was only making him think of Ginny. After all, he WAS seeing her face everywhere

"That's it" Harry sighed. "Just coincidence. Just because the books say one thing doesn't mean it's true."

He then went back to writing the eulogy.

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Two weeks later,

The phoenix, which he had named Flame, was growing quickly. Now that the eulogy was written and his homework was done, Harry had no choice but to spend time with his new pet.

He had ordered every book on phoenixes he could find in the hopes of learning of a female phoenix like what he had. Every book said that they only came in male and scarlet. This one was female and a dark red

The bird looked as if it wanted Harry to figure something out, but Harry couldn't understand it. He knew she wanted him to figure something out, due to the fact her favorite past time was to peck his head

"Well," Harry said to Flame. "You wanna hear the Eulogy?"

The bird nodded. Harry was amazed. He knew phoenixes were smart, but not THIS smart.

"Okay" Harry said as he grabbed the speech. "Ladies and Gentlemen. Today…we are here to honor a brave witch who gave her life so that the war against darkness could end early. Today, we honor Ginny Weasley. To most of you she was a daughter, sister, cousin, niece, and student. But to me, she was more than that. I first met Ginny when I met the Weasleys. It was my first year at Hogwarts and I had no clue how to get to the platform. Molly Weasley told me how to get on when I asked and I heard Ginny wish me luck. Not an hour later, her brother became my best friend. About a year later, we were introduced. I will never forget that day. Ron, Fred, and George had kidnapped me in the dead of night. When we got to the Burrow, we were still caught. While I ate breakfast, Ginny came downstairs in her nightdress and asked Mrs. Weasley if she had seen her jumper. I greeted Ginny and she ran right back upstairs blushing. Throughout that year, it was obvious she had a schoolgirl crush on me as I caught her staring at me with her elbow in the butter dish and she had written a REALLY bad poem for a valentine. But, at least I got one from her.

"When she was taken down to the Chamber and I went down to rescue her…when I saw her laying half dead on that wet floor, I KNEW in my heart that she was more than a surrogate sister to me. However, I had been too scared to say anything since I was still at an age where most boys were still wondering what the big deal about girls was and that kissing was a disgusting habit that should be outlawed. When I realized what the big deal was, I was too scared as this was my best friend's baby sister we're talking about here. By the time I got the courage, she was dating other boys. When she gave her life to save me as I was prepared to do the same for my godfather, I realized that my feelings towards her were requited and as I saw her laying dead on the floor of the Department of Mysteries, I knew what those feelings were. I was in love with Ginny Weasley.

"My anger towards her murderer, Bellatrix Lestrange, was so great, I could think of nothing more than to see her suffer. However, that only led to the battle between me and Voldemort. Since it was he who tricked me into going in the first place, I placed the blame on him and took out all my anger on him thus ending the war. Ginny's death wasn't going to be in vain and it wasn't.

"Ginny was more than a sister, daughter, cousin, and niece. She was a fighter." Harry finished before adding under his breath. "And she would have made a GREAT mother and wife"

Flame flew over to his shoulder and sang a bit as tears trickled down her face

"Think she would have liked that?" Harry asked

Flame nodded

"you know…" Harry admitted. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were Ginny"

Flame whipped her head over to him as if in shock. Then she got all excited and flapping her wings as if trying to tell him something.

"Wait a minute" Harry said as he realized what she was trying to tell him. "GINNY?"

The bird nodded causing the boy-who-lived to faint