Disclaimer: Hey everyone! I'm very sad because I'll never own the universe of Harry Potter. Well, at least I own this fic, right? Also, I don't own the song "Gotta be Somebody" by Nickelback. Enjoy this story please. ^_^
 

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Gorgeous chapter image by Sarah_Bee@TDA
 

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Harry's POV

Finally the war had ended. Both sides faced heavy losses, but that was always predictable. And me? Well, I'm the one who should have died tonight... not Remus and Tonks, not Colin Creevey, and certainly not Fred... Just me. Why, you ask? I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself - not that I truly need to, for just one glance at my forehead and you'll know immediately who I am... because I am Harry Potter: The-Boy-Who-Lived, the Chosen One, the Saviour of the World, The One who Should have Died.
 


This time I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life
The one we all dream of
But dreams just aren't enough
So I'll be waiting for the real thing
 


Honestly, I'm sick of this... I don't want to be the famous Harry Potter. I just want people to see me as just me, just Harry... Well, I do know one person who sees me as just Harry... Unless- What if she's moved on? I mean I still love her, of course I still love her. I am head-over-heels in love with Ginny Weasley, but... does she still love me? Only she can say that.
 
 


As I stand beside in the Great Hall, surrounded by death and destruction, I see that Ron and Hermione are holding hands, smiling sadly. I know Hermione will help Ron by supporting him with the loss of his brother. That's what love does.
 
 


"Hey guys?" I asked.
 



"Yes Harry?" Hermione responded, her voice quiet and pained, but her eyes determined not to break. I could see that she would be strong... Hermione would be strong so that Ron could be weak...
 



"I... umm... I'm going to find Ginny, if that's alright with you two," I said in an embarrassed rush.
 


I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting
Will play out like a scene straight off the silver screen
So I'll be holdin’ my breath
Right up to the end
Until that moment when I find the one that I'll spend forever with
 


"You really love her, don't you Harry?" Ron questioned, his brows knitting together in thought.
 



"Yeah... I really do," I said with determination, needing Ron to understand that letting Ginny go had never been what I wanted, but what I needed. "It was so hard to be without her this year... I just... I need to apologize, at least, for what I did to her.
 



"Well? What are you still doing here? Go get her mate!" Ron said, happy that Harry was going to stop being miserable and finally start a new life instead.
 




"Wait a minute! Who are you and what have you done with my best friend Ron Weasley?" I said, jokingly.
 



Ron blushed furiously, "Well, err... I'm still the same Ron, Harry," he said. "Besides, it's one of the advantages of being in love, "he added distractedly. But, right after it, he noticed what he had said and looked down. Both Harry and Hermione heard this, but Ron couldn't see Hermione's shocked face as he was looking down. 
 




"You... you love me?" Hermione asked softly. Harry felt like an intruder, for he was witnessing an intimate moment between his two friends, but neither of them paid attention to Harry.
 




By now, Ron was extremely nervous. He had told his new girlfriend (he was still getting used to call Hermione that), that he loved her. It wasn't as if that wasn't true, but he didn't want to say it now, "Hermione I err... Yes, I do love you Hermione. I have loved you for a very long time but I was too thick to realise what I was missing. I love you Hermione Granger," he said. After this, Hermione couldn't hold herself any longer, so she gave a passionate kiss to Ron. Both were deeply engrossed in each other, to pay attention to their best friend. What felt like minutes, but it was actually seconds, the new couple heard someone clearing their throat. They broke apart, blushing madly but still held hands.
 


'Cause nobody want to be the last one there
'Cause everyone want to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
 


After clearing his throat, Harry said, "May I say, both of you, it was about bloody time you got together. Although, you probably could have chosen a better time to snog him senseless, Hermione," I laughed.
 


"Well, better late than never."
 

We all started laughing so hard that we almost fell to the floor. And I felt truly happy for the first time since the war had started and ended.
 


"Hey Harry, what are you still doing here? Go look for Ginny! And that's an order!" Ron yelled playfully.

 


"Yes sir," I saluted.

 

After I left them, I went looking for Ginny in the Great Hall. I couldn't find her, so I went to Luna who was bound to know where she was, considering they'd become such great friends.
 



"Hey Luna."
 



"Hello Harry, how are you?" she asked sadly.
 



"Well, I'm trying to cope with all of this. If I hadn't been here at Hogwarts, Voldemort wouldn't have come and created so much damage!" I said angrily, the happy feeling I had had with Ron and Hermione quickly wearing off and being replaced by my guilt.
 


'Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
Somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
 


"Look Harry, as a friend I'm going to tell you something. Thanks to you, the world is free of Voldemort! And if that weren't enough, I've also won friends. And one of them told me that we had something that Riddle didn't have: Something worth fighting for. I fought in this war to help, Harry, to be part of a new world where fear and terror won't be a part of it. I don't want you to blame yourself, Harry, because all of this damage and all of these deaths were his fault, Harry, not yours," she explained.

 


"I know Luna, but still!" I said, almost shouting.
 



"Okay then, Harry. I guess I can't do anything for you," Luna stated sadly.

 


"Actually, I, er... I came here to ask you if you had seen Ginny."
 


Tonight out on the street out in the moonlight
And damn it this feels too right
It's just like déjà vu
Me standin’ here with you

So I'll be holdin' my breath
Could this be the end?
Is it that moment when
I find the one that I'll spend forever with?
 


"Sorry Harry, but I didn't. Check your common room, she might be there," Luna said, slightly coldly.

 


"Okay, thanks Luna. Oh, and... hmm... I think you should tell Neville you fancy him, or else he might get another girl," I said, joking a little to ease the mood after my outburst.
 


'Cause nobody want to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
 


"What?! How do you know?" she asked me, surprised.
 


'Cause nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone want to know they're not alone
Somebody else that feels the same somewhere?
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
 


"Luna, I saw the way you looked at him when we were at the Department of Mysteries. And you know what? I think he also deserves to be happy."

 


And with that I stood up and passed by Neville. I said hi, told him that his parents would be very proud of his attitude, and left for the Gryffindor common room. When I arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady, she let me in without argument. I burst in and almost immediately caught sight of long, fiery red hair. The love of my life was sitting stoically on one of the couches when she turned over her shoulder, her mesmerizing brown eyes locking with my own.

End of Harry's POV

 

You can't give up
When you're lookin' for a diamond in the rough

Because you never know when it shows up
Make sure you're holdin' on
'Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on

 

Ginny’s POV

Finally the nightmare had ended. Why it had ever begun was still beyond me... Why did Tom Riddle have to do all of this? So many people dead... So many innocent lives taken away...

 

I will never see Fred again. I will never see Tonks, or Professor Lupin, or even my friend Colin Creevey again because that bastard murdered them all and... I will never see them again...

 

But still, the nightmare has finally ended. Harry Potter vanquished Lord Voldemort.
 



Harry...

 


I love him. Yeah... yeah, that’s right. I love Harry Potter. I’ve loved him forever. Hearing his stories as a child may have been where it all started, but when he came to our house, that summer... well that changed everything. Of course, it took him until his sixth year to start noticing me, but the weeks we spent together were the best of my life. That’s how I know I love him.

 

As I think this, my mum tries to cheer me up, although it’s also hard on her.
 


'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There’s gotta be somebody for me
Ohhhhhh
 


“Mum?” I asked hesitantly.

 


"Yes dear?” she questioned after sniffing.
 



“Could I leave for a moment? I’m a little tired.”

 

“Okay dear, as long as you don’t go far,” she said sadly.

 

 
 

 

 

“Okay, I think I’ll be heading for the Gryffindor common room, sleep a little bit. See you tomorrow, mum,” I said after giving her a kiss on the cheek.

 


Nobody wants to go it on their own
And everyone wants to know they’re not alone
Somebody else that feels the same somewhere?
There’s gotta be somebody for me out there
 


After that I made my way to the common room, taking in every detail of the castle. The paintings that had once been occupied by people or animals were now empty and damaged. Even the moving staircases were destroyed and nearly beyond repair.
 



I could barely walk, now. My body was tired and in pain; the smallest of movements caused me to wince. I could only think of how I longed to be in the Common Room resting. Resting and waiting... for him. How I still missed him...
 



As I arrived at the portrait of the Fat Lady, who's presence I found surprising (though I assumed she'd only returned from hiding after the battle had already been won), I told her the password, Fawkes, and slowly entered the Common Room.

 


It was almost surreal. The wreckage and destruction that filled the rest of the castle was nowhere to be seen. Being in the room almost made the war that had just been fought seem like nothing more than a terrible nightmare. But I knew it had been real, and the quiet perfection of the common room felt eerie and somehow wrong. I sat down, though I couldn't help but to be cautious with my movements, as if one misstep would cause the entire tower to crumble away. I finally allowed my body to relax into the cushions I'd grown to know well over the past six years as I began to wait.

 


It was not long before I heard the sound of the portrait slide open and I could not help but to think 'I wonder if it's him...' My muscles moved slowly as I turned to see who had joined me. And in that moment it didn't matter that I knew who would be there when I turned around, my heart still stopped, my breath still caught, and my stomach still flipped, because it was him.

Harry Potter.

End of Ginny’s POV


Narrator’s POV

Harry entered the common room, heart pumping, and brain whirling. Was he going to see her? Did she love him still? A million little questions poured through his brain. This was silly. After a war, these silly little questions just seemed so... well, silly! But this was Ginny.
 



And there she was. Tears feel down her face, but she was still beautiful as ever with her long red hair, warm mahogany eyes and cherry red lips. She whipped her head around, seeing him at the same time he saw her. And there it was. All he needed was her eyes saying ‘I love you’ to run towards her and crash his lips into her warm, waiting ones. And that one kiss laminated forever.
 


Nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Somebody else that feels the same somewhere?
There’s gotta be somebody for me out there

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A/N: I had written this story before but I decided to delete it and rewrite it better. I have to thank my new beta-reader Tanya aka writeyourheartout. She’s the one who made this story better and without her, this would be full of grammatical and spelling mistakes. Thank you so much dear, you rock! ^_^