Ginny sighed, school started just five days after the attack at the ministry, but yet again she was tucked away in St Mungo's, diagnosed with several shattered ribs, and unfortunately after being crucio'd her old wound, from the explosion at Hogwarts, had ripped open once more, and they had delivered more bad news, the pregnancy chances had lowered.
She was just tired of crying.
The only good that came out of the whole thing was Emma and Severus' engagement. The wedding was to be on January first, 1999, only a few months away.
Luna had been put in an orphanage; she didn't turn eighteen until late august which is when they stop caring for you, even if you're an adult at seventeen. Belle and Remus had decided they would adopt her, it would be made difficult with Remus' condition, however Belle was a high class member of society, even if her family had hated her. Luna was so happy when she found out, even talking it through with the couple, they had come to an agreement that it would be for the best, she'd have a real home, and of course she would be allowed to keep her last name though legally it would be either Lupin or Black, most likely Lupin. Right now Belle was at the Ministry, fighting for the right to adopt Luna.
Luna herself had actually gone back to school, she had only had minor bruising, it was the emotional damage that everyone was worried about, even though she had very quickly formed a bond with Remus and Belle, she had now watched as both her parents died. Though luckily Remus was at school teaching, and would always be there for her.
Harry was in the canteen upstairs, trying to get away from her, she knew that, he didn't want to see her like this anymore. But they both knew, even though they hadn't talked much about it, that they wanted to get married and have children, well that didn't seem highly likely anymore, did it.
Melanie was at school as well, she'd been lucky with only a few minor scrapes, she was the one who got Ginny to St Mungo's.
Ethan was right now with Harry, convincing him everything would be alright, ever optimistic.
Christopher went back to work.
The Weasleys were currently mourning, having lost one of their number. Percy. He'd died in St Mungo's, no one could have done much, he had a piece of stone lodged in his chest.
Hence why Ginny was out of tears. She'd use them all up crying for her brother. If he'd just have stayed away from the family, he'd still be here today, maybe even by her side, with the others, but right now they were burying his body. And she was doing everything she could not to think of it.
"Ginny?" A quiet voice said from the door way, Ginny turned towards the sound and saw Emma standing there. "How are you?" The woman asked. Ginny shook her head, she couldn't say anything.
Emma came forward and perched on the edge of the younger girl's bed.
"You must feel awful," Emma said softly. Ginny nodded, her eyes watered slightly, where had they come from? "I felt like life was over when James died, he was my big brother, indestructible. You can't imagine life without them."
"I want Percy back!" Ginny croaked, her tears falling now. "I want to have babies! I want it all to go back!" Emma looked sadly at the girl.
"You're strong, Ginny, you'll make it through," Emma said, she smiled weakly at the young girl, hoping she was right.
Hermione was stressed. Yesterday she went home to her family and took herself from their minds, they don't have a daughter anymore, simply because since the attack at the ministry there have been three attacks on muggle towns. She didn't want to risk them more pain by being her parents.
She'd been in and out visiting Ginny who was a mess, and helped the Weasleys organise a funeral, which she couldn't bring herself to attend, and become the youngest ever assistant to the Minister.
Right now Hermione was walking briskly to the Auror division. When she entered she received a few looks from the male Aurors, but they went unnoticed, she marched straight into the Head Aurors office and slammed her hands down on his desk.
"I want all the information you have and I want it now. No crap Scrimgeour!" Hermione demanded. The older man looked at her impressively.
"I've told you all I know," He said quite calmly. His yellowish eyes flashed. He was lying.
"Rufus I am here on behalf of the Minister. You lied to him in the three owls. You are not going to lie to me. I have better things to do then this. And I can assure you that Mr Black is not standing for the rubbish Fudge put up with. Now tell us the truth or you are out of here quicker then you can say fired!" Hermione hissed.
"Are you threatening me?" Rufus yelled.
"Hell yes I am!" Hermione shouted back.
There was a knock at the door and Hermione whipped around to face Christopher.
"Hermione, maybe it's time you leave," Christopher said.
"Not until I have the information we need. We can all see it! Damn it! Tell me!" Hermione shouted, she kicked his desk for good measure.
"Granger get out of my office!" Rufus shouted.
"I tell you now either tell me what the Minister needs to know or bloody well do it yourself! If you are not in his office in thirty minutes I am going to presume that you are working with Voldemort in which case you'll be out of this office and in Azkaban. Don't put it past me Rufus!" Hermione hissed then stalked out of his office.
"Hermione you shouldn't a annoy him," Christopher said, but she only shoved him out of the way, getting out of that office as quickly as possibly she leant against the wall in the corridor, closing her eyes, willing for her tears not to fall. "'Mione?" Christopher voice asked softly. "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I just don't want my parents and friends to get hurt," Hermione whispered, then straightened herself out and walked away.
Belle was talking with Sirius when Hermione walked back into the office; both of the older adults looked worriedly at Hermione, in Sirius hand was a small piece of parchment.
"Kingsley sent us a memo; he said Rufus was giving you a hard time," Sirius said.
"He's not saying anything, I told him to be here within half an hour, tell you what you need to know. I told him, as you told me to, that he might get fired, he didn't seem to think much of it. But he's lying to us." Hermione informed Sirius.
Sirius nodded then changed the subject pretty quickly.
"What do you think of a werewolf clinic?" Sirius asked.
"Explain it and I will tell you," Hermione replied.
"A clinic set up to help werewolves, it was Remus' idea, it will help us introduce them into society again, if every full moon they had somewhere safe to go, it will distribute Wolfsbane potion, and Medical care will be provided," Sirius said.
"I think it's fantastic." Hermione said earnestly.
"Hopefully once the clinic is open, I can then fight for the right to Marry Remus," Belle said hopefully, Hermione nodded, if werewolves were made safe then it shouldn't be a problem.
Molly Weasley was beside herself, truly beside herself, sitting in a small church, watching as her third oldest son was carried through the church, right out to the graveyard, Arthur helped her to her feet as Bill, Charlie, Fred and George and Ron all helped carry the coffin.
She watched as her son was lowered into the ground then buried, howling the whole time. Feeling as part of her heart was ripped from her body, being buried with her beloved son.
Melanie sat in Potions, she wasn't listening to the rubbish Severus was spewing about how important this year was, it was only important if you lived through it, and at this rate it was very unlikely. Luna was beside her, not listening either, she was smiling a soft smile.
Hoping that Belle and Remus would adopt her, she feared being alone, not that she'd ever admit it, no; it was just something Melanie knew.
She sat and doodled on her parchment until finally Severus had enough.
"Miss Potter, please try to pay attention," Severus asked from the front of the room.
"No." Melanie replied, and for a second Severus looked shocked.
"What do you mean no?" Severus asked blinking rapidly.
"Do you really think after what I have seen within the last week, what I've done, that I really care to listen to the rubbish that all the teachers are going on about?" Melanie drawled.
"Melanie, please," Severus begged.
"No, I think I have had enough of this actually. I'm going." Melanie jumped up off of her stool and stalked out of the classroom.
"MELANIE!" Severus yelled as Melanie slammed the door shut. She didn't even know why she did it, she just got up and walked out.
As she wondered along the empty corridors she really started to wonder what she was doing, she'd just been named Head Girl, and here she was throwing a diva fit. She didn't care, she walked along to the head Dorms and crawled into the room, she was surprised to find the head Boy sitting on the couch.
"Michael," Melanie said in greeting, she couldn't stand Michael Corner, but he was head boy. And totally full of it.
"What you doing here, you're meant to be in class!" He accused.
"I left." Melanie said with a fake smile.
"Yeah but you're head girl, you can't just leave," Michael said snottily.
"Watch me." Melanie drawled then snuck into the armchair.