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"Maybe there's no point in going back to the Burrow," said Harry bitterly. "They're better off without me anyway, one less mouth to feed. Besides, it's not my home." Harry stood up and took one last look at his parent's grave.

I've been dying inside

Harry walked around Godric's Hallow aimlessly. He went back to the place he would've called home if not for Voldemort taking away the life he could've had if his parents were alive. He stared at the pile of wood that they left in memory of his parents. He closed his eyes, trying to imagine what could've happened if Voldemort never came and destroyed what he loved. After a few moments of pondering, Harry Apparated away from Godric's Hallow, leaving all the resentful memories he had behind.

Harry made his way to the Hogs Head. He didn't have a clue what he was doing. Aberforth Dumbledore spotted Harry the moment he came in. "Looking a bit blue now, aren't we?" he said, pushing a drink towards Harry.

Harry took a sip. "Thanks," he said. Harry leaned on he counter and looked aimlessly at the ceiling. "I'm not looking that sad, am I?" he asked.

Aberforth raised an eyebrow. "If you weren't, I wouldn't have guessed." He started cleaning a glass. "What's gotten into you? Had a fight with those two you are always with? The whole Wizarding World is celebrating and the hero is leaning on the counter like the world's actually crumbling down. Isn't that ironic?" he said.

"Don't you even start," warned Harry. He finished the drink and slumped over the counter. "I just wish that these past days are a dream and I could wake up and find myself back in Hogwarts and sharing the room with Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean." Harry looked up. "The aftermath of the war has simply been a nightmare."

Aberforth shrugged. "I don't know about that. Listen, if there's one thing you have to know, you have to know that life won't always go your way. You gain something, you have to lose something. That's all I can say to you. Pitying yourself wouldn't get you anywhere but feeling even more depressed. You don't see me moping around after losing Albus, do you?"

"You hated your brother," Harry pointed out.

"That's not the point," countered Aberforth. "My point is that you have to move on. Things happen, so be it. You can't just sit and watch and let things happen, make things happen. No miracle would come to your way just by waiting for it."

Harry just nodded. He pushed the glass away and stood up. He kept his head lowered so that no one would notice that he was Harry Potter. He quickly left Hogs Head without any clue where he would go next.

little by little

Harry walked to Leaky Cauldron. He figured he'd stay the night there and probably figure out what to do next in the morning. Harry lay awake on the bed the whole night, thinking about Ginny. He couldn't erase her pained face from his memory. Flashes of Ginny's disappointed and troubled look came to Harry's mind over and over again.

"I was never happy since then, Harry. After you left Hogwarts, I didn't go back with Dean although he wanted us to. I tried to wait for you, Harry, to see if something would happen, but you never came. Dean held my hand every time. He didn't leave. He stayed there with me no matter what. He made me smile. Even though he knew I would only be thinking of you."

Reality struck Harry like a thunderbolt. While eyes kept open, Harry thought of Ginny. If he kept it close, he could picture Ginny's sad face even clearer. Harry turned and buried his face on the pillow. Before he knew it, he dozed off.

The next day, Harry considered going back to the Burrow, but remembering Ron's worked up anger, he decided he better not. His mind battled against the promise he made to Hermione that he'd return in the morning and Ginny and Ron's would-be reaction if they saw him.

Harry decided to walk down Diagon Alley for a bit. He walked into Flourish and Blotts. He recalled Lucius Malfoy slipping the diary along with Ginny's things. He wouldn't ever forgive the Malfoy household if Ginny lost her life in the Chamber of Secrets.

Harry walked out of the shop and continued down the street. He went into Knockturn Alley for no reason at all. He felt dazed and was really unaware that people he passed were staring and pointing at him. He didn't really care. All he could think about was Ginny at the moment, and how he could make things right with her again.

Nowhere to go

Harry finally gave up his little expedition and went Apparated back to Godric's Hallow. He felt angry at himself for letting all of this happen to him. He sat beside his parents' graves again and just wished that they were alive to tell him that everything would work out just fine.

He remembered the last summer that he had spent with the Weasleys. Of course, Hermione was there too. He remembered clearly how much he had fallen in love with Ginny then. Harry still loved Ginny. He just wanted her to be safe. Harry closed his eyes and imagined a life where Ginny understood him and what he did in the past.

"It's okay, Harry," said Ginny and stroked Harry's hair softly. Harry pulled Ginny closer to him. "I understand why you told me that we couldn't be together. Now that everything's clear and safe, we could go back to the way we used to be, right Harry?"

Harry kissed Ginny's forehead. "You're so right," he whispered. She looked at her charming face and closed his eyes to kiss her. His lips met with Ginny's and they continue on with a very passionate kiss. Harry held Ginny tighter as they did, Ginny held him closer to her. Harry broke away from the kiss. "I love you, Ginny," he said.

"I love you too, Harry."

Something touched Harry's head that made him snap back to reality and away from his thoughts. Harry looked up to see raindrops slowly coming down. He sighed and looked at his parents' grave. "Did you ever have days like this?" he asked.

Of course Harry didn't get a reply. He stood up and walked away to fund somewhere he could hide his head so he wouldn't catch a cold. Harry looked at his watch. It was already half past two. He had promised Hermione that he'd be back at the Burrow in the morning. Harry sighed and knew that he had to keep his promise with Hermione.

I'm goin outta my mind

"Harry!" Harry found Hermione running to him. "I was worried when you didn't come this morning. Mrs. Weasley tried asking everyone she knew if they had seen you. The rest are just as worried. Come on inside," she said. She took Harry's hand. "Harry, they're so cold. You could've completely lost your hand if this were the Christmas season," she said.

When Harry entered the house, Mrs. Weasley threw her arms around him. "I was so worried, Harry," she said. She looked at Harry. "You look tired and hungry. I'm going to go warm up some food for you. You stay by the fireplace. Ron is right there waiting for you too," she said.

Harry gulped as he walked to the living room. To his surprise, Ron stood up when he saw Harry. "We got worried when you didn't show up last night," he said. Harry looked at him as if he was seeing a new man. Ron gave him a smile. "Last night was last night's business. I'm sorry for saying too much. I didn't really mean a lot of them. I was just frustrated, that's all." He held out his hand. "Forgive me?"

Harry took it without hesitation. He pulled Ron into a hug. "I believe that I couldn't have survived without a best mate like you," said Harry. He found himself smiling again. He sat by the fireplace to keep warm. "Was it just me or was last night really trying to freeze everyone to death?" asked Harry.

"Oh, last night was really cold, that's why we got worried about you," said Ron. He gazed into the fireplace. "Ginny refused to sleep last night. She waited for you by the door until we found her asleep on the next morning, seemingly still waiting for you to come back." Harry's eyes widened. Ron nodded. "She's still sleeping right now. She hasn't gotten up yet. I think you better go see her once she's up," he suggested.

"You mean that?" asked Harry. Ron nodded. Just then, Mrs. Weasley called Harry for a meal. Ron accompanied Harry to the table where Harry almost finished everything in a blink of an eye. "This is really good," said Harry.

Ron laughed. "You're just hungry. I've never seen you eat like that since the first time you came to Hogwarts," he said. After eating, Harry washed the dish. Ron leaned on the wall behind him with hands inside his pocket. "So where have you been all night? And day," he added, remembering Harry had just only returned.

"Around," Harry replied, "thinking about a lot of things." Ron waited for a real answer from Harry. "I went to Godric's Hollow. That's why my hands got really cold. Then I went to Hogs Head. Had a little chat with Aberforth before heading to the Leakey Cauldron so I could get some shut-eye. I went to Diagon Alley for no reason at all this morning, maybe to clear my mind about some things," said Harry, seemingly in one breath.

An endless circle

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A/N: This was quite a long chapter. I hope you enjoyed it though. Please do review and tell me what you think about it. Thanks a lot. The next chapter would be posted up in two days. Thanks for bearing with me.