9: Death
'We're the last DA members,' croaked Hermione as they left the cemetery.
'I know,' Ginny replied.
'We'll miss Harry. I still miss Ron, even after twelve years.'
'It won't be that long for me,' said Ginny. 'Before we were married, we promised we'd never spend more than a week apart. It's been five days, he'll be waiting.'
Grimmauld Place was packed with mourners.
'Have you seen your great-grandma?' Hermione asked a black-haired, green-eyed teenage girl whose name she'd forgotten.
'She's in Grandad's guest room, resting. I think she's confused. She said she was going to King's Cross, to meet great-granddad.'