Harry Potter and the Very Confused Aftermath

by lnbear2004

Postwar setting in wizard London, Harry find himself with a new mysterious foe, and in the aftermath of the battle he also finds himself with some new roomates and possibly a new love?SLASH, but NOT RH as it seems for a little while. Rating for violence,

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Kneelers, thinkers, and criers

Ginny was crying. She had been for some time. Her hero had died. The one boy she had always known would be strong enough to defeat the Dark Lord, that man was dead.

'Ginny,' Ginny thought to herself, 'don't fool yourself. You always thought Harry Potter would save the world, not Neville Longbottom. You just want him because you like the limelight.'

'Not true!' Ginny reasoned with herself, ' Harry dumped me. He said he couldn't have a girlfriend, a weakness, and still be a hero. So what if I fell in love with someone else? It happens! Besides, Neville is – was – the sweetest boy I ever knew.'

'Well, Harry did dump me, but I think he thought we would get back together sometime…' Ginny argued.

'C'mon, he spent almost a month avoiding you at the burrow; all he ever wanted to do was plot with Ron. "Lets find the next Horcrux. Let's be heroes. I'm always saving your asses so you owe me. Blah." Is all he ever said – says' retaliated Ginny.

Ginny looked at the dead boy in front of her, at the freckles mixed with blood scattered all over his face, at the closed eyes and the snub nose. He was so innocent. How had he gotten so mixed up in all of this? How was he dead? He used to be the little sweet boy, too shy to move, practically. No one would have guessed all the trouble he would see before his days were threw. Although, Ginny had to give him credit, he had stayed alive long enough to defeat Voldemort once and for all. He had finished off the sixth Horcrux by himself because Harry and Ron were on substantial bed rest.

Ginny moved her hand across his face, feeling all the bumps of grooves, signifying his humanity, and feeling the scars that told a tale of sadness and triumph. She decided now wasn't the best time to be having a debate in her head. She needed to find a way out of Salazar Slytherin's castle. Maybe, she could get Neville to safety in time for him to be saved. With a little luck, some courage and some wits, Ginny had learned that anything could happen. It was almost magic.