Ginny hugged her and stood up, her blue eyes large and full of fierce love.
"My turn."
She said softly, a gentle smile crossing her face. "I'm sorry this day has to be rainy and gray. This day should be bright. We should be rejoicing about the 'Dark Lord'. We should be happy he's gone for good. We can't though. No more watching Harry's back. But, I guess this weather is all the angels crying down in sorrow for our beloved friend Harry. Harry was my friend. Another brother, another protector. An overprotective git when he found out I was getting married to Draco Malfoy. I swear! Harry and Ron questioned Draco for about a week. They finally agreed that I could marry him. I'll tell you that having six older brothers and an adopted one is not fun, even when you're the 'baby' of the family.
I was quiet around Harry until our fifth year. Then I helped in a battle that I'll never forget. Yes, I might of been out could for part of it, but you should've seen Draco's face, covered with giant flapping boogies. Harry and Hermione started the D.A. They taught us how to duel and defend ourselves. I loved Harry a lot. I'm sad that he is no longer here to protect me from everything. He was my brother, my bodyguard, my ally, and my shoulder to cry on. My whole family is sad about the loss of our favorite friend, foe, quidditch mate, chess opponent, cauldron bottom speech listener," everyone's eyes turned to Percy who was blushing tomato red. I grinned. Percy didn't act like his missed Harry but I knew he did. I saw him wipe a tear from his cheek.
"And overall favorite person. Harry was one of those people that listened. He knew me better than anyone else knew me. He knew my strengths, weaknesses, and things that made me tick. I was also one he could relate too." Ginny's eyes turned dark and stormy grayish-blue. Her face hardened and she shivered.
" Lord Voldemort had controlled me. In my first year. Harry rescued me from the chambers within. I'm glad I knew this wonderful man. He was the light of my life. I looked forward to the times I saw him. I was also overjoyed when I was asked to be Emma's godmother. I'm glad I have a piece of Harry that I can take care of and protect like he did for me." Ginny saluted the coffin, a playful tone in her voice.
"Mr. Potter I will take care of your wife and daughter. Be their friend, ally, annoying nag, and most of all comforter." Ginny started to walk away.
"But before I go, I would also like to say that you were a git, stupidly overprotective, caring, sweet, and the quidditch fanatic that everyone loves. I love you ever so much. You are still my angel. When I was little, you were and still are the only guy I love as much as I do. Thank you for the wonderful times, the great gifts, and the shoulder to cry on. I hope you know, Harry James Potter, how much I love you. Thanks a lot for being there. Bye love." Ginny walked to sit back down next to me, tears cascading down her face. I touched her shoulder and she smiled.
"I loved Harry, I still do. Emma's the last piece of Harry I have left, Hermione. I'll be here."