Well here is part 6. I'm still not sure about the last part as I didn't get much feedback. But I've enjoyed writing this part. I hope you enjoy reading it. Let me know. I know a lot of people are looking at this fic from the Stats. So it would be nice to hear from you.

Harry felt like he had just dozed off when he felt his shoulder being shaken. Looking up he saw Ron above him. "Time for bed mate." Harry looked down at Ginny and where they were still holding hands. He didn't really want to leave her, but could see that Hermione was about to shake her awake. "Don't." He whispered. "Can't we just levitate her up to bed? You said she didn't have much sleep."

Hermione nodded. "Good idea." She half smiled at him. "Ron, you help Harry back up stairs and I'll get Charlie to help me."

"I think I can manage." Harry shook his head, slowly standing up.

"You couldn't before it was like you were drunk." Ron smiled at him. "In fact I think I'll walk behind you just to make sure you don't fall back down the stairs."

Harry just rolled his eyes. But knew it was going to be an effort to walk back up to Ron's room. He leaned down and ran a hand over Ginny's face. Half smiling as he did so. "Night." He whispered.

Then followed Hermione and Ron out of the room and tried to look very interested in a speck of dust on the wall as they quickly kissed each other good night.

"So she's not going to kill you?" Ron asked as they headed up the stairs.

While Hermione headed into the Kitchen asking Charlie as she did so. "Hey can you help me levitate Gin up to her room. We don't want to wake her."

"Hopefully not." Harry answered Ron. "We didn't talk much she was too tired. So was I. What's the time?"

"Midnight, we're all a little reluctant to go to bed at the moment, too much to think about when others aren't around." Ron replied. "But Mum's hoping we all sleep. We have to start making arrangements for the Funeral tomorrow."

Harry nodded his head, turning on a landing to glance at Ron. He half shook his head. He still couldn't comprehend that Fred was truly gone. It must be horrid for all of the Weasley's. Turning back and continuing to make their way up stairs, Harry wondered how he was going to get through the next week. There was Fred's, Remus and Tonk's, and he wanted to if he could attend Colin's funeral as well.

"I'm still having trouble taking it all in." Harry muttered. "I know I've seen their bodies, heck I even saw Remus, with Sirius and my Mum and Dad just before I entered the forest. But to think I'll never see them alive again."

"Yeah, it's all like it was just some bad dream, then you realise that it was real." Ron sighed. "I hope Hermione gets some more sleep tonight now that Gin's seen you. Mum even told her to come and sleep on the cot in my room last night after the 5th time Gin woke up. Mione didn't wake up until just before we left for the ministry." Ron finished as they reached his room. Ron then pointed to his own bed. "Mum says you have to sleep there. Apparently the cot's not good enough for the great Harry Potter." He turned around to half elbow Harry in the ribs but then stopped. "I better not, can't have you passing out again." He grunted.

Harry just shook his head. But was pleased to be sleeping in an actual bed, not that the cot wasn't comfortable, it was just small which would make it harder to get comfortable on, while he was limited to the ways in which he could lay.

It didn't take them long to fall asleep, Ron's snoring had become a noise that caused Harry to doze off over the years, much like counting sheep.

Harry woke to a sound that brought him right back to when everyone had thought he was dead, the distinct sound of Ginny calling out his name.

"Crap, there we go again." He heard Ron mutter, and bunch up his pillow on the cot trying to roll over.

There were doors opening and shutting, and Harry sat up wanting to go down stairs himself. But was sure Molly wouldn't look too kindly on him in her daughter's bedroom in the middle of the night. Then lay back down when there was a light knock at their door. "She's right, Mum and Hermione are with her." He heard Bill call out.

Ron rolled back and looked at the cloak. "I reckon it'll take them an hour to settle her, and then she'll wake another hour after that, if it's anything like last night."

Harry glanced at the cloak in Ron's room and saw it was only 1:35am. He lay back on the bed wondering how he would have felt if he had thought she was dead. He tossed and turned and almost got up a couple to times to go down stairs himself. He didn't know when he drifted off again but was woken once again hearing his name cried out.

"Right on time." Ron muttered. Harry rolled over to look at the cloak. 2:35. "Could have made some money on that one." Ron grumbled.

Doors opened and shut again, while Harry did climb out of bed this time, put on his glasses and grope around for a T-shirt.

"What do you think you're doing?" Ron asked him.

Harry shrugged his shoulders. "She slept for 2 hours with me sitting next to her tonight, and another hour after that. I thought I could help."

Ron barked out a laugh. "What you reckon Mum would let you sleep in the same room with her underage daughter? She made Hermione and I leave the door open when she let her come in here last night."

Harry sat on the bed. "Yeah I suppose it's not the best solution." He struggled within himself, feeling so close and yet so far away.

It wasn't long until they heard footsteps on the stairs again and just thought it was Bill. But the door banged open to reveal Mr. Weasley looking slightly bed rumpled. "We all need some sleep." He muttered at them. "Harry would you….could you." He looked a little embarrassed then muttered. "I can't believe I'm saying this. She's my baby girl. But then Molly needs some sleep."

"Dad?" Ron exclaimed rolling over again. "We're getting little enough sleep as it is what are you trying to say?"

"Amm, yes. We were thinking that maybe we would all sleep better if Harry swapped places with Hermione for the rest of the night." Arthur spat out then shook his head as if he couldn't quite believe himself what he had just said.

Harry jumped up and grabbed a T-shirt he had seen by the light of the open door, and pulled it on. "If you think that would help." He answered trying not to sound too happy with the idea. Then winced at the sudden movement he had made. "I think I might need some more pain potion."

"Hmm, you need your sleep too. Molly-wobbles are you sure about this dear?" Arthur called back down the stairs. "She might hurt Harry if she wakes up thrashing around just take a look at Hermione's eye."

Ron jumped up at the last sentence and was running down the stairs in his boxers. "Mione." He was calling out.

Harry followed him out, and looked at Arthur's tired face. "Let's give it ago. I promise you, you can trust me with her." He shrugged again.

"I think the world's gone mad." Charlie looked at Harry as he walked past. "Whose idea was this?"

"Mine." Arthur answered. "Your mother's stressed, and at breaking point." He stopped at Charlie's bedroom level on the stairs.

"Can you imagine what they would have said if we asked to have our girlfriends stay in our rooms when we 18 and 16?" Bill asked looking up at Charlie from where he was standing outside his room.

"Ron really, put some clothes on." Fleur exclaimed, and Harry finally reaching the landing with Ginny's bedroom and the bathroom was confronted by Ron standing there looking around madly for Hermione while Fleur and Ginny tried to look away from him where they were sitting on Ginny's bed.

"Nice boxers Ron." George whistled down at them. "I sure hope the vision of you doesn't return when I close my eyes."

It was then Molly and Hermione turned the on stairs coming back up, Hermione holding some ice against her eye managed to turn quite red at the sight of Ron in only his boxers.

Molly who had clearly been crying, looked at Ron. "Go and put some clothes on, or you can sleep on the couch."

Ron looked down at himself, then back at Hermione. "Are you okay?" He asked turning a red shade that started with his ears and much to Harry's amusement continued over his face and right down to his toes.

Hermione finally turning her eyes from Ron's now scarlet body turned to Molly. "Thanks for the healing charm and ice. I'm sure I'll be fine in the morning. I'll just grab my pillow from Gin's room. Oh and Harry, I thought you might want some more potion." She said handing him another vial.

Ron realizing that Hermione apparently wasn't dying turned and dashed back up the stairs. While Hermione sat on her cot in Ginny's room. "I think I'll give him a few minutes." She exclaimed.

Fleur stood up. "Harryz here, youz should be fine nowz." She said squeezing Ginny's hand then leaving the room.

Molly just looked at Harry, then back at Ginny. "I wouldn't agree to this, but, oh. It's all been a bit much for me." She exclaimed, rushing up the stairs to her and Arthur's room.

Harry downed the vial of Pain Potion then shook his head. He wasn't really sure what to do.

"This is silly." Ginny muttered. "This doesn't mean I'm a cot case."

"No one said you were." Hermione patted her on the knee. "It's just you sleep silently while Harry sat with you downstairs, and well you have to admit we all need some sleep." As she stood up, and left the room mouthing "Good luck." to Harry as she passed him.

"I don't need you." Ginny said looking up at Harry as he entered and sat on the cot Hermione had been sleeping on. He nodded at her, and she sighed back. "Well maybe it will help for tonight. I did just give Hermione a black eye."

"Door's need to stay open." They heard Arthur calling out.

Harry half smiled at Ginny seeing a chance to make her smile. "Who says the conversation upstairs at the moment is Ron wanting to break that rule and Hermione wanting to keep it?" He loved the smirk that hit her tired eyes and mouth.

"Oh, I can imagine it now." She smiled lying back down. She rolled over to look at him. "I not crazy, I'm not obsessed with you." She whispered.

Harry stood and pulled the cot until it was right next to the bed. Then lay down on it, turning his body to look back at her, then moved around a bit until he was comfortable and not hurting his chest more. "Did I say you were?" He asked, flicking his wand so that the lights turned off.

"It's just I don't want you thinking that I can't live without you, I mean I just managed for most of a year didn't I?" She added. "I still don't know if you meet any Veela while you were away."

"Does staying with Fleur for a month count?" He asked. "Unless there's any in Ron's history I don't know about."

"I'm pretty sure the Weasley red hair says there isn't." Ginny sniggered back.

"Then no, no Veela."

"Harry, are these dreams going to stop." She asked. "I don't like feeling like this."

"Gin, you've just lost your brother and some close friends. I think you're allowed a few bad dreams." He whispered back.

"No matter what I'm dreaming about, Fred, Tonks, or even Colin, I seem to be able to cope, then it changes to you in Hagrid's arms and that's when I wake up." She whispered. "It can't be normal to feel like this at our age. That you just can't cope if someone wasn't going to be in your life anymore."

Harry rolled on to his back and looked at the ceiling. He glanced back at Ginny and held up his hand to her sighing contently when she took it, and kissed the back of it and rubbed it against her cheek. "I would take out the Marauders Map, when the three of us were camping. Always when Ron and Hermione weren't looking, most nights actually and just watch your name on it. Seeing where you were in Hogwarts, praying you were safe. If either of us is obsessed, I think I would have to say it's me. I felt a loss when I couldn't watch it anymore because you were safe at your aunts. How dumb is that?"

"Thanks." She whispered kissing his hand again before placing her hand and his in a position that would be more comfortable considering the slight height difference in the cot and bed. "It's nice to know we're both nuts."

Harry smiled. "Get some sleep Gin. I'll be here."

Harry was woken in the morning by a loud swear word, and a bang at the door.

"What the heck is going on in here? Harry wake up before Mum and Dad catch you. Have you gone mad?" Percy was exclaiming from the door way.

Harry still trying to wake up was confused. Hadn't everyone been awake last night when he had moved to Ginny's room.

"Actually little brother believe it or not it was Dad's idea and Mum agreed to it." Charlie said slapping Percy on the back as he walked past. "What I want to know is how you slept through Ginny screaming again last night."

Percy looked back at Ginny and Harry who were both watching him by now, then at Charlie. "Ear plugs, I have to work today."

Charlie could be heard muttering "Nerd." as he walked down the stair.

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