Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does.

It had been a few hours since the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione had arrived at the Burrow. Approximately 8 as Harry counted off in his head, as it was around 6 in the afternoon. Mrs. Weasley had gone off to cook dinner; Bill and Fleur left to their cottage; George, who was very depressed about his brothers passing, left to his apartment above the shop; Charlie had gone with Mr. Weasley and Percy to the Ministry to sort some things out there, so that left Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to help Mrs. Weasley with the cooking.

"Harry dear, start passing those potatoes over to me." Mrs. Weasley was putting the potatoes into a pot to boil while the others were cutting and peeling potatoes, carrots, and other various vegetables. When the soup was cooking, Harry and Ginny decided to take a walk.

"I'm so happy it's over." Ginny said, as she snuggled into Harry's arms as they sat under an apple tree in the yard.

"What, the war? Because for that I'm happy also."

"Well yes, that, and also being away from you." Harry smiled and leaned down to kiss her. After a blissful moment where once again their minds went numb, Ginny leaned back.

"You have that meeting with Kingsley tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, and right after that I'm going to Gringotts. I was actually wondering if you would come with me." Harry was hoping to be able to spend the whole day with her to start making up for the lost days.

"I'd love to Harry I'll ask Mum after dinner."

After they had eaten and cleaned up they all went into the sitting room to relax and talk. Hermione had finally given into Ron's persistent asking of a game of wizard's chess; Harry and Ginny were sitting next to each other, Ginny reading a book that she had gotten from the school library but never returned; and Mrs. Weasley was waiting for the rest of her family to return by looking through old photo albums.

"So mum, Harry asked me to go with him to the Ministry and to Gringotts tomorrow. Can I go?"

"Of course dear. I hope you two will be back by dinner, right?"

"Of course, Mrs. Weasley. We might be back around 4, as my appointments start at 10 tomorrow." Harry answered. He had already started planning on taking Ginny out to lunch.

At around 10, everyone started to head to bed, as they were tired and sad from the day. Hermione would be with Ginny, Harry would be in Fred and George's old room. It was sad to think that just 2 days ago, both of the twins were there, but now, just George. About halfway through the night, Harry had finally gave up on sleeping and just decided to think. He thought about the sad times in the past, and the happier times in the future. While he was thinking, he had heard the bedroom door open a little, which caused him to jump and grab his wand without thinking.

"Harry! It's just me!" Ginny whispered frantically when she saw him. Harry lowered his wand immediately. He looked her over and realized she had been crying.

"Ginny, are you okay?" He rushed over and wrapped her in his embrace. She hugged him back and started to sob in his shoulder. He brought her to the bed where they both lied down together. He put his arms around her as she sobbed into his chest.

"How do you deal with it?" She asked after a short time. He looked at her questioningly until she answered.

"The loss. I can't-. It's just-." She couldn't finish her sentences without more sobs taking over her body.

"It's okay. Everything will be okay. Sometimes I can't deal with it. But soon you'll get used to it, even though it becomes part of your life. We'll work through it." She smiled a little when he had said "we'll".

"So we really are together, are we?" She sounded much happier now, even with the twinges of sadness in her voice and heart.

"Of course. I love you." He leaned his head down and kissed her, and she kissed him back. After a while, they both fell asleep, Ginny first, and then Harry, after he finally put his thoughts to rest.