A/N: I know I havent updated for a while I'm just so busy!! Last year at school and its just so busy, so much work!! Anyway, I decided to do this chapter as a kind of filler to show Ginnys point of view, I hope you like it, the next chapter should be finshed quicker, I hope, It does all depend on my work!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Ginny's POV:

"Harry?" I managed to choke out after a few moments staring at the man sitting on a stone bench on the wall opposite me smiling sheepishly.

I had imagined this moment for years, first of all the images had been of a tearful reunion where he would sweep me up in his arms and kiss me. These imaginations had transformed into ones that included hugs and welcoming without the love we once shared but one of a forgotten lost friendship. Never – even in my wildest imagination – had I ever thought that I would be staring into the face of someone I knew and realising that it was Harry!

"Gin, you okay?" Harry asked as he approached the bars of his cell carefully, hand stretched out as if he was approaching a wild animal.

"Okay? Okay!" I screamed. "You, you lied to Hermione and me! You knew who we were, that we were looking for you, you knew that we didn't believe that you were mad or the next dark lord! You knew, and yet you didn't tell us!" I was shouting, vaguely aware that Hermione had taken a few steps back from me and that Harry was standing rooted to the spot in the middle of the cell. "You met James, not even then when you found out that you had a son did you bother to tell us who you really were!"

Harry had finally managed to recover from my sudden outburst. He walked forward taking me in a hug, I was too shocked to do anything but stand still whilst he hugged me apologising over and over again. "Gin, I'm so sorry, if I had known then I would have come back months before, years before." He sighed, kissing the top of my head gently." I know I should have told you, but I had no idea if what I was doing, coming back to this world, was the right thing, I didn't know how people would react, when I found out I was so taken aback that I had no idea how to act." He pulled away, and looked into my eyes, suddenly I saw for the first time that this really was Harry, his eyes, the brilliant green, totally unique, stared back at me. "I promise, I was going to tell you, I wanted to so bad you have no idea, but I had no idea how you were going to react, I was scared."

There was nothing I could do, looking into his eyes, pleading with me to understand his silence at who he was, I had to forgive him. I might not have the adoring love that I used to fell for him running through my veins but he was still something more, we were connected by some magic that I had no idea how to explain. "You stupid idiot." I muttered smiling at him now, the whole last four years seemed to have been fixed in the past few moments.

"I know." He chuckled, finally releasing me to turn to Hermione and pull her too up into a hug. "I've missed you so much, I didn't realise it till now." He was smiling down at both of us before pulling us into a big group hug.

"Hmm" A cough from behind us shook us out of our reunion, we turned as one looking at the figure of Snape standing behind us looking bored. "I you are fished with your heart-warming reunion I would take a look behind you for a second." He said in his bored mocking tone, I really did hate that man sometimes, but he was a good friend nevertheless, well at least to an extent.

"What are we meant to be looking at?" Harry asked looking at the wall confused. This gave me a chance to really look at Harry, I wondered why I hadn't recognised him instantly, and now I saw why. He was taller than before, and had filled out a lot, he no longer looked like the teenage boy I remembered, I have no idea why I assumed he would I guess it's because I didn't have any memory of his as anything but. His hair was much the same as before, his skin was darker than before as if tanned by travel, which in truth was probably the truth, and the scar on his head had disappeared. The only thing that had really remained the same was the eyes, Harry's eyes, his mother's eyes. Hermione gave me one confused look from behind Harry's back, I knew she had noticed the differences too, and smiled and shrugged.

"Is there something missing Potter?" Snape asked in the annoyed tone that was reserved to troublesome students who were not getting a simple point.

Harry continued to stare at the wall in confusion for a few more moments before blushing. Note that two things had not changed, Harry still blushed easily. "The bars, didn't realise I had done that, sorry." He waved his hand before turning back towards us, the bars of the cell reappeared from thin air.

Hermione, looked gob smacked, that was the best way to describe it, she walked forward slowly touching the bars tentatively. "How did you do that?" She murmured.

"Oh, that." Harry looked sheepish again. "I, err... learnt a few more things when I was away." Hermione raised her eye brows and Harry went into an explanation of his powers, Snape still looked slightly amused at something as Harry talked, his lips twitched at the edges as the guards came forward through the door, then suddenly they were running.

BAM!

There was a crash as the guards his an invisible wall before them, wands falling to the ground. They quickly got up and started pointing their wands at the invisible barrier shouting different spells at it, all of them were just absorbed without any effect on the invisible wall.

"Okay! That's enough. Which of you did this?" One of the guards asked wand still pointed at Harry though no spell would be useful.

"Me." Harry said approaching the barrier. "I will remove it when you tell me why you decided to charge at us with wands raised?"

"I think it is because you are no longer in your cell." Snape said a hit on amusement in his voice, which would explain his amusement earlier.

Harry looked embarrassed again. "Sorry, forgot." He muttered as he walked towards his cell, the bars disappeared as he walked through and then repapered when he was inside. "Better?" He asked letting the barrier fall.

"Yes much." One of the stunned guards said. He shook himself out slightly before continuing. "I am here to escort Mr. Potter to his trial."

Fear shook through me, his trial, I had forgotten why he was there. "Does he really need a trial?" I asked.

"Erm..." The guard wanted to say no, you could see it in his eyes, but his hands were tied, he was only a guard. He hung his head a bit as he answered. "Yes, it is what has been asked for. Now please come with me Mr. Potter." Harry once again walked out of his cell.

"See you lot soon." He winked and walked down the hall with his hands in magic handcuffs which he got bored of every now and again as it seemed, he kept making them pop on and off, much to the guards annoyance and his enjoyment.

"He'll be fine." Hermione said patting my arm lightly as she said it.

"I know, the world would of had to go stark raving mad before he is charged and sent to prison for Voldemorts death."

"And if he is I'm sure he can just break out." Hermione said beaming.

"Yeah." I agreed laughing.

"Come on, let's get something to eat." We walked down the corridor following the sound of snapping cameras as they followed Harry walking towards his trial. Hermione and me slipped out quickly and up to street level to find some place to catch a bit to eat while we waited for the verdict. It probably wasn't going to be too long. The only thing now that bothered me was what would come after? I had no idea, and to be honest I didn't really want to know, nothing was going to be the same again, that's all that I knew.

So there I was waiting, munching on a sandwich in Starbucks drinking coffee listening to Hermione talking about general things without really listening, thinking about what was to come. I wished that I wouldn't have to leave that coffee shop and enter the complicated world in front of me but I knew I had to, looking round I noticed how every muggle had no idea of what was going on beneath their feet this very moment, and implications that the decision made could have on the life of two people sitting next to them, and the rest of the other magic world that was invisible around them.

How complicated could one day get?