HARRY-GINNY fanfic IS THIS LOVE?

CHAPTER ONE:
ALL WAS WELL'

Harry was so tired by the time they got back to the Gryffindor common room, which was now damaged and was not as cozy as it was a few hours ago, that he didn't even notice himself climbing up to the boys' dormitory and collapsing into his four-poster bed. He summoned Kreacher sleepily and told him to bring a sandwich for him. He hadn't even finished eating when sleep overpowered him and he curled up in the bed, not aware of his glasses, his injuries and his torn cloths. The last sound he heard before sleeping was snoring from Ron, who was deep in sleep, being equally tired.

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Harry awoke next morning and rubbed his eyes, but didn't get up. He looked sideways at Ron's bed and saw that he was still fast asleep. Wondering whether he should wake him up or not, he lied in the bed for a long time. The previous day flashed in front of his eyes. Breaking in Gringotts, apparating in Hogsmeade, Aberforth, meeting DA members, searching for Ravenclaw's tiara, the Room of Requirement, Fred's death'his stomach lurched painfully, death of Severus Snape'another painful lurch, Lupin and Tonks dying'another lurch.
Enough! He told himself firmly. It is not at all your fault'there's no need to feel guilty. But it was not going to be that easy, after all. He felt a great weight in his stomach and wished he had a pensieve to put all the bitter thoughts away. Next to him, Ron stirred and woke up. For a moment he stared blankly at Harry as though sure it is a dream and then he got up.

"Er'Harry?"

"Good morning!" Harry tried to say cheerfully.

"Er'yeah, morning!" said Ron weakly.
A moment went in silence.

"Are you all right?" both said at once and then smiled.

None of them spoke while they dressed up rather absent-mindedly and Ron, anxiously. They slowly went down in the common room to be greeted by the students. Hermione joined them and the trio went to the grounds, none speaking.

They reached the lake and sat under a tree. After a while, Harry got up and began walking slowly on the edge of the lake. The flashes of the battle again came over him but he didn't resist them. He remembered watching the memories of Snape, taking in the fact that he was to be dead, walking to the forest and facing Voldemort, meeting Dumbledore at the King's cross and finally, watching Voldemort fall down, dead.

As he recalled the death of Voldemort and talking to Dumbledore's portrait, he felt a bit better. Turning, he saw Hermione crying silently in Ron's chest while Ron gave her a comforting hug and silent tears trickled down his own face. Harry felt alone, as he ever felt while watching his best friends close together, lost in themselves. But then he rushed towards them and put his arms around them and started crying himself. The deadly burden in his stomach seemed to lessen somehow.

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Harry didn't know how much time they spent near the lake, but when they returned to the school, it was nearly the lunchtime. Everybody was gathered in the great hall and looked cheerful except for them whose relatives or friends had died in the war. Harry sat at the Gryffindor table with the other two and the three of them began eating against their minds. Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley were sitting there along with Bill, Charlie, Percy, George and Ginny, who all looked like they have cried all through the night. Harry couldn't look at Ginny, who was eating as though she was forced to.

"Look, everyone'" Harry tried to speak and everyone was startled.

"I'I'm really, really sorry'I'" but the rest of his words were drowned by several voices.

"Oh, Harry!"

"Harry, dear,"

"Harry, don't be silly."

"No one is blaming you, mate."

"Yeah, you're just'"

"Harry," Mr. Weasley was speechless.

There were so many comforting words that Harry realized that the weight in his stomach had completely gone. He felt very much better. Hermione was looking at him anxiously; he tried to smile to her and was happy to see that he succeeded.

She smiled back rather weakly and they continued their lunch grudgingly.

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Correction: The last sound he heard before he fell asleep was Ron snoring. He was deeply asleep as he was equally tired as Harry.

None of them spoke while they dressed up rather absent-mindedly and Ron, anxiously

Correction: Neither of them spoke as they got dressed, Harry rather absent-mindedly and Ron anxiously. (I'm not sure that my correction is right either... I'm not too happy with what I've changed here... maybe you can ask Shellytt to look this one over.)

Correction: They slowly went down to the common room where they were greeted by students. Hermione joined them and the trio went down to the grounds, neither of them speaking.

Correction: Flashes of the battle flickered across his eyes but he didn't resist them.

He remembered watching the memories of Snape, taking in the fact that he was to be dead, walking to the forest and facing Voldemort, meeting Dumbledore at the King's cross and finally, watching Voldemort fall down, dead.

Correction: He remembered watching Snape's memories, aking in the fact that he died soon after. He remembered walking to the forest, facing Voldemort, meeting Dumbledore at King's Cross and finally, watching Voldemort fall down, dead.

As he recalled the death of Voldemort and talking to Dumbledore's portrait, he felt a bit better. It should be recalled Voldemort's death.

Correction: There's something not quite right about this sentence but I can't put my finger on it... I'll get back to it.

Correction: Harry didn't know how much time they spent near the lake but when they returned to the castle, it was nearly lunchtime.

Correction: Everybody was gathered in the Great Hall and looked cheerful except for those whose relatives or friends had died in the war.

Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley were sitting there along with Bill, Charlie, Percy, George and Ginny, who all looked like they have cried all through the night. It should be had.

"Look, everyone…" Harry tried to speak and everyone was startled. It should be looked.

Hermione was looking at him anxiously; he tried to smile to her and was happy to see that he succeeded. It should be at.

Originally posted by: Adwaita

whoa! so many mistakes... i should improve my english a lot it seems... thank u for pointing it out!!!

well, shall i continue then?

Ginny came in the graveyard, her vivid red hair tied in a black ribbon on her back. She was not looking weepy or teary. Harry remembered her when he was about to go on the horcrux mission. She was neither weepy nor angry then. He felt a sudden rush of affection and love towards her.

The funeral took place in silence, interrupted by sobs from Mrs. Weasley, Hermione and sniffs from Mr. Weasley, Percy, Bill and Charlie. Harry wondered how George was feeling right now; Fred was not only his twin brother but also his best friend and a partner in troublemaking.

Harry remembered Lupin and Tonks, and he felt tears flowing down his cheeks. Lupin was the best DADA teacher they've ever had, Harry thought and suddenly, he was reminded of Severus Snape.

Harry couldn't figure out how he felt towards Snape now that he had found out about his loyalty to Dumbledore and his love towards?Lily Potter, his mother. It felt very strange and complicated, but Harry admitted that Severus Snape, though he loathed Harry and Harry hated him, was the bravest man (and probably the most accomplished Occlumens) he ever knew.

Harry noticed that Both Ron and Hermione were still crying. He didn't feel to cry, but he wasn't happy either. He looked at Ginny, who, like him, was not paying any attention to the funeral but looking at him. Her brown, blazing eyes met his emerald ones and Harry felt warmth shower upon him. He was himself again?

He just couldn't take his eyes off her for a few minutes. He realized how beautiful she was?and how amazing!

Then he turned around and saw his two closest friends. Hermione was still crying. Ron was comforting her with his arm and wiping his red eyes at the same time. Harry felt sick of tears and then, ashamed. After all, Fred was Ron's brother.

Still, Harry was feeling a little cheerful since the day after the battle. Everyone was going to be happy, everything was going to be ok. No more families were going to be torn apart. No one was going to be killed anymore. Nothing nasty was going to happen. Lord Voldemort was dead. It was over. All was well!

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'What am I going to do now? I'm definitely not going back to the Dursleys, but what next?' Harry was thinking hard.

When he was studying in the school, he had never thought about it. It had never occurred to him that one day, he would have to own a house, his house?and to?to marry someone and have a family?His mind lingered at the thought.

When Dumbledore had set him the Horcrux mission, he doubted too much that he might never be able to live and build his career to think about his future. And now that he had completed his mission, he was confused about it.

'Should I go back and live in number twelve, Grimmauld place? But that's a much depressing place for a house. Besides, it will remind me of Sirius?I can't live there forever?Fine, I'll just have to buy a new house and about career?Oh, there is much time to think.'

Harry pushed the thought aside and decided that he will stay with the Weasleys until his future is set. He was sure they wouldn't mind him staying even forever.
At the same time, he made a mental note to consult Ron, Hermione and mainly, Ginny?

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