Disclaimer: I still do not own Harry Potter. I mean, do I LOOK like J.K. Rowling to you? Wait...

Author's Note: This is going to be the last chapter of this story, I hope you liked it! This chapter is very short, to warn you.

Chapter Six, Finally

The last few weeks had seemed like a dream. Like a mist covered the rougher details and all you could see were the smiles and the laughter and the joy surrounding it all.

Earlier that day, snow had begun falling from the sky in a way that a couple weeks ago might have been depressing, but now it was full of beauty.

Ginny closed her trunk that she had just finished filling with the things she would need over Christmas break. She grabbed the trunk's handle and lifted it onto it's wheels so that she could figure out how to drag it down the stairs. Then she scooped up Arnold the Pygmy Puff and set him on her shoulder. Glancing out the window, she saw that the snow was now covering much of the ground far below, and a smile appeared on her face.

She grinned and hurriedly pulled her trunk out of the girl's dormitory and down the stairs.

By the time she reached the bottom of the stairs, Harry, Ron and Hermione were waiting for her.

"Oh, hi!" She said, a little surprised they were all standing there waiting for her.

"We could hear you dragging that trunk down the stairs from a mile away, Gin." Ron said, with an amused look on his face.

Ginny rolled her eyes, but smiled. "Right, okay. Shall we go?" She asked, taking Harry's hand, and smiling up on him.

The others nodded, and the four of them made their way out of the Common Room and down to the Entrance Hall where most of the students were already gathered to prepare for the walk into Hogsmeade to the train.

As they stepped outside into the sharp cold, Ginny grinned and scooped up a handful of snow and tossed it at the back of her brother's head, who was walking ahead with Hermione.

Ron halted suddenly and spun around, "Okay, which one of you was that?" He said, an amused glint in his eyes. He looked from Harry to Ginny expectantly.

"It was me, it was me." She admitted, with a grin. No way she was letting Harry get the credit for that shot.

"Why I oughtta!" Her brother grabbed a pile of snow and pressed it together, before pelting it towards Ginny.

Ginny jumped behind Harry and the snowball hit him square in the face. He then threw snowballs at both Ron and at Ginny, and then, just for kicks, at Hermione.

Soon, there was an all out snowball war. White flew through the air , every now and then making it's target on one of the four of them.

They were all laughing heartily, until Hermione said, while she smiled, "Come on, guys, we don't want to be late." She laughed, she took Ron's hand once more and they led the way.

Ginny looked at Harry and grinned, then they followed Ron and Hermione.

Not long after, they were all sitting in the train on their way home for Christmas break.

It wasn't as if everything was all the sudden perfect, there were still sad things in life. It would be a hard Christmas, the first one without Fred there. And it was going to hurt to have one brother missing, but at least the rest of them had each other.

To Ginny, there was still a lot of hurt to be dealt with. But a big portion of her hurt had ended when she and Harry had made up. And with him there, even the hard things didn't seem quite as awful.

Now they would go home and see the family and celebrate Christmas, and it would be almost like old times. Almost. Some things wouldn't be the same, hard things, like, Fred wouldn't be there. But good things too, like Ginny was with Harry, and Ron was with Hermione. And things didn't seem as grim as they had a few months before.

Now, they would go home, and there would be no more avoiding anyone. They would all be together.

And that was worth a lot.

The End