Last chapter in this story...I'm starting a new one. It is going to be mostly Neville/Luna at school and what Ron/Hermione REALLY did during DH.

They arrived back in the common room after pretending that they were out on their rounds late. They kissed one last time in the common room, and headed up the their separate rooms.

Extraordinary Girl

"Dumbledore is dead…Snape killed him," Harry told Ginny, Hermione, and Ron as they sat around his bed in the hospital wing. Hermione looked at Ginny and for the first time in two days she smiled a little bit at the sight of her smile.

Ginny was more then relieved. Even though Madame Pomfrey had told her several times that Harry was fine, she had refused to believe her until she saw Harry wake up and speak, with her own eyes.

"We know," Ron said, breaking the silence. "McGonagall told us the next morning. You have been asleep for two days. Ginny, here, wouldn't leave your side." Ginny glared at Ron.

Turning back to Harry, "It's true. I wanted to be here when you woke up," she said. Harry could barely move, but he made a tremendous effort to kiss her on the cheek. Ginny wrapped her arms around him and hugged him like she used to hug her old teddy.

Dumbledore's funeral….

Harry was walking with Ginny supporting him, even though he didn't need the help. They sat down next to Ron, who was holding a crying Hermione in his arms. Hermione couldn't help but cry into his shirt during the ceremony. Harry didn't purposely cry, but as he was reflecting on everything that Dumbledore had done for him, he felt tears fall down his cheeks. After the ceremony he took Ginny to their favorite spot on the grounds, next to the lake. There they lay in the grass and watched the lake.

"Ginny, I have something I need to talk to you about."

"Yes?"

"Dumbledore gave me a task, and I'm not coming back to school next year." Ginny looked a Harry, confused. "I don't want you to follow me. I want you to stay here. You will be safe here."

"Harry, I don't understand."

"Ginny, I'm scared that Voldemort will go after the people that I love. If he doesn't know about you, it would be better."

"What are you saying?"

"We can't be together during the war. It is too dangerous."

"Why, Harry? What about after the war?"

"I can't promise anything. I'm not even sure if anyone can defeat Voldemort." Ginny turned away from Harry, sobbing. "I love you, Gin. You know I do." Ginny just stared at him. Harry tried to comfort her, but she just pulled away and ran back to the castle. Harry hadn't wanted to do that. He didn't want to hurt her. He just had though that if they weren't together it would be easier for her to cope with him, probably, dieing.

"What the bloody hell did you do to my sister?!?!" Ron screamed, being chased by Hermione. "Did you see her? She was crying more then this one was at Dumbledore's funeral!" Hermione slapped Ron on the arm.

"I don't want Voldemort to go after her, and I won't be here to protect her next year. I am going to do something for Dumbledore."

"Harry, what did Dumbledore ask you to do?" Hermione said, taking her angry eyes of off Ron.

"I have to go collect the Horcruxes, and destroy them. If I don't do that I can't kill Voldemort, cause part of soul will still be alive."

"We are coming, Harry," said Ron, pulling Hermione in next to him. "You will need help destroying whatever they are. Plus, we don't want to leave you all alone."

"No, you guys should stay here. It is safer. I'm not sure if I will come out of this alive."

"Harry, after all we have been though, do you really think that Ron, or I, are scared of dieing. If you don't succeed then we are bound to die anyway, since neither of us will ever join Voldemort. We might as well die trying to stop him, so we are coming. That is that," Hermione finished, staring Harry in the eye with a face that said don't-you-dare-even-try-cause-I-am-coming.

Harry shrugged, and continued moping about is lost girl.

Later that night….

"Hermione, will you come down to the grounds with me?"

"Of course, Ron," she said, as he took her hand and his broom. They went to a place where people couldn't see them, and took off into the sky on Ron's broom. They were going back to the Shooting Star. Even though Hermione was not sure of the occasion, she had loved the tree the last time she had seen it. They landed a little closer to the tree this time. Ron lent Hermione his hand, as she had fallen upon dismount.

"Hermione, I love you."

"I love you too, Ron."

"Hermione, I want to spend my life with you, but I don't know if we will survive the war, and I can't afford a ring, so I have this," he held up a gem from the shooting star, "and if I do this," he waved his wand, and the gem stretched out and became a ring made of the gem and fit itself on Hermione's pinky finger, "it becomes almost as good. The problem is these rings are only visible in the moonlight, or the light of a Shooting Star."

Hermione gasped at the ring on her finger. It looked like a diamond, but it was even better, because it was from Ron, her love.

"Oh, my gosh, Ron. Never leave me. I don't think I could ever love again…."

So the title of the next story is Never Love Again, I think. I'll put it up in a few days. Still tell me what you think though. I love those reviews.

Kat