Ginny sighed. Harry was a lovely guy. She loves him with all her heart. But he's always in his little bubble, and he doesn't want to look outside of it.

Ginny pulled out a chest from under the bed and opened it. This chest is very special to her, because it was Fred's old Hogwarts trunk. In the trunk it has pictures, notes, old Hogwart books and robes, letters and a diary; her diary.

She thinks Harry knows about her special chest, but he has never looked in it. But there was one thing in this chest which she was most un-easy about: Bellatrix's wand. She had kept it after her mother finished her off. This wand had killed so many: Dobby, Neville's parents, Sirius and so many other innocent lives.

There was also another wand. She doesn't know whose wand it was, but it was the wand that killed Fred. She didn't know how she knew but, when she was cleaning up Hogwarts after the battle, she heard a whisper. It said:

"Barnaby Fang, Chloe Toot, Fred Weasley..."

She didn't know who Barnaby Fang or Chloe Toot was, but when she heard Fred's name, Ginny didn't hesitate. She went searching to see where the voice was coming from. She started to get closer when she was in the field where Voldemort and his deatheaters were, and as she got closer to it, the voice became louder and louder. And when she got there, she looked down at the ground, and it was a wand. The wand was whispering to her. Whispering all the people it had killed. She put it in her pocket and didn't tell anyone about it, not Harry, not Ron or Hermione, not even her mum. When the clear up was finished, she used Fred's old school trunk to hide the wand in, forever. She hadn't heard from it since.

She picked up a photo of Harry and Ginny's wedding. She was wearing a simple white dress, and was carrying a bunch of Lilies; for Harry's mother. Ginny remembered putting one of the lilies in Harry's front pocket, his eyes steamed up. He tried to hide it.

Then she picked up a picture of Fred and George in their shop. They were both smiling widely and had an instant darkness powder in their hand. The picture moved from smiling Fred and George, to instant darkness. Then when the darkness cleared, Fred and George were gone, but Ginny was in their place laughing. They hugged her. Then the picture started all over again. Ginny had tears in her eyes.

A knock on the door made her jump.

"Sweetie? You getting changed?" Harry's voice came from outside the door.

"No! But just wait a sec!"

Ginny put the wand back in the chest and covered it with letters and pictures, shut the chest quickly then shoved it under the bed.

Harry knocked on the bedroom door again.

"Can I come in now?" He said wearily. He looked at his watch; they needed to get to Molly's house in less than an hour, and Ron and Hermione were coming in ten minutes, they haven't got dressed or had breakfast yet.

The conversation with James didn't start well. First of all James didn't let him in, so Harry had to burst open the door; then James threw a Deflagration Deluxe at him (a Weasley Wizard Wheezes product; a firework which if hit with another spell, can explode x10 bigger than usual)! Harry was about to shout at him but Ginny's voice was in his head;

"You're doing it again. Your temper is taking over you. I thought we agreed for you to be a little more patient, especially with James..."

Harry just sighed and sat James on his bed and started to talk to him. First of all James was all in a huff and was moaning about how Harry was too short tempered, then he started talking about girls and what Harry felt about Ginny when they first met. Harry thought that was sweet but he still felt a little un-comfortable about it.

Ginny opened the bedroom door.

"So, how did it go?" Ginny said folding her arms.

"Fine." Harry said.

Ginny smiled and looked at the clock that was hanging up on the wall behind him. Her face fell.

"Oh my god is that the time?!"

"Yes it is." Harry smiled.

Ginny ran into the room and started getting dressed quickly. Harry however was taking his time.

"So what were you doing in the room?" Harry asked Ginny. He was still in his pyjamas but was getting clothes out from the drawers. Ginny was completely dressed, skirt and all.

"Just looking at something," she said quickly. She grabbed a hair brush and hacked at her hair. Ginny hated being late.

"Okay. What at?" Harry had just put his top on.

"None of your business!" Ginny said sticking her tongue out him. Ginny was wearing a medium sized skirt and a loose white shirt. Her long, shiny, red hair was hanging down below her chest and she had put a lily in on top.

"So how do I look?" She looked flustered.

"Beautiful," Harry walked over and kissed her, he was still in his boxers.

"Oh guys! Not again!" James had once again, walked into Harry and Ginny's kissing. "I thought I said for you to shut the door when you made out! And dad! You're in your boxers!"

He made a disgusted face. Harry was about to walk over to him when James stuck his palm out in front of him and said,

"No dad! Don't come any closer! You are still in your boxers!" James turned around so he couldn't see. Harry could hear Ginny trying not to laugh behind him. But was failing.

"I'll come back when you're decent."

James didn't turn around. He edged towards the door slowly, and then as soon as he got out of the doorway, he sprinted and ran. When James was out of sight, Ginny burst out laughing. Harry went slightly pink and then started laughing too.

Then the doorbell rang. Ginny swore.

"You're not even dressed yet!" Ginny said in between giggles. Harry said,

"Just go and answer the door and I'll get my trousers on!" He pushed her playfully out of the door. Ginny gave one last giggle then went down the stairs.