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Chapter 2 : Family
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By the time they got back to the castle the sun had risen fully and the sound of movement and voices could be heard coming from the great hall. They walked through the broken arches of the courtyard. The main entrance doors were wide open and half crumbled. Filch was there sweeping the rubble on the floor into a pile but not looking as though he had actually done anything. Mrs Norris sat attentively on top watching whilst he muttered under his breath about nothing in the job description saying about this amount of mess. As they continued on they noticed that some of the stonework had already been repaired. On reaching the great hall, Harry hesitated; he didn’t quite feel like he belonged in there, not after everything that had happened. It was his fault that the castle was crumbling; he had brought the battle to the one place he called home and all the dead, he couldn’t stop thinking about them, their faces flashing past his eyes. Remus and Tonks, Fred, Colin. Ginny must have seen the look in his eyes because she grabbed his hand and squeezed it.
“Everyone thinks that you’re the hero, you stopped Voldemort and everyone knows what you did. You were willing to sacrifice yourself so that the madness would end. You did what no-one else could do and you should not punish yourself for it. They died fighting for what was right.” Her eyes were shining with every word she said, her strength pouring into each sentence. “I am proud of what you did and I will always remember the people who have given their lives for our cause, So that we can live our lives the way that we want to.” Harry looked into her eyes and all his doubts disappeared. She was right, of course, it wasn’t his fault but he couldn’t help not thinking about it, it would always be on his mind. He squeezed her hand back and smiled at her.
“I know, I think that we will both need each other to get through this. My nightmares were bad before this so I reckon they will most likely get worse.”
“Don’t worry I’ll be there to hold your hand, I’m not going anywhere.” She kissed his lips softly. “Come on then, let’s get some food. I’m starving.”
They opened the doors to the great hall to see that the dorm tables had been replaced. People were sitting around in groups, none sitting on their own house tables. It also seemed that the house elves had returned to the kitchens as the tables were covered in a delicious spread for breakfast. Harry had a few moments to look around the great hall before he had the breath knocked out of him. Hermione had run towards him and hugged him. She was followed by Mrs Weasley who held him like a son.
“Harry we were so worried about you, you just upped and vanished before anyone was awake this morning.”
“I’m fine Mrs. Weasley, I promise. I had to do something and Ginny was with me.” He looked over at Ginny and smiled. Mrs Weasley took one look at the both of them and beamed embracing the both of them in another Weasley hug.
“Well it’s about time you two.” She whispered. Harry grinned.
Mrs Weasley led them to the table where they were all eating breakfast. Ron was scoffing down the bacon and eggs on his plate greedily eyeing more plates full of breakfast items. Hermione glared at him indicating that he should stop eating and talk to Harry. Ron swallowed the mouthful of food he had.
“Yeah im ok. You?”
“Were all coping. Hermione’s been a wonder trying to make me feel better. George is not handling things well though.” Percy, Bill and Charlie glumly nodded to this statement. It was then that Charlie noticed that Harry and Ginny were holding hands. A huge smile erupted on his face.
“So Ginny;” Charlie began, “Care to inform us why you are holding the so called hand of Harry Potter, the chosen one, the boy who lived, the savior of this wizarding world?” he said grinning.
Every one of the Weasley’s was now staring at Harry. It was obvious that they all, apart from Ron and Hermione, were unaware of Ginny and Harry’s previous relationship. Ginny was blushing madly and Harry was not at all happy about all the attention they were receiving. Ron was the first to speak.
“See you two got back together then. Just make sure you don’t hurt her, no playing around like last time.” This seemed to snap the others out of their stupor.
“Last time?” inquired Bill. Harry decided that he should probably tell them the truth as he was sure all the Weasley boys were about to start pounding him.
“I went out with Ginny at the end of last year, but I ended it after Dumbledore’s funeral because I knew that I was the only one who could stop Voldemort. Everyone I loved ended up dying and I didn’t want it to happen to Ginny so I told her we couldn’t be together anymore. It broke my heart to have to say goodbye to her but I couldn’t risk her being targeted.”
“Trust you to have some noble reason for breaking up with my sister. I did wonder why you weren’t your usual self when you got back from Hogwarts but I just assumed it was because of Dumbledore’s death.” Said Bill. “ But you hurt my sister and that is not…” Ron butted in.
“He had a good reason for ending it. If they were together she would have wanted to come along and she would have been in a lot more danger. Harry did that to protect her because he didn’t know if he was coming back. Me and Hermione, we were always looking to the future, what we were gunna do after finishing school but Harry couldn’t do that. All he looked towards was the final confrontation with Voldemort and he didn’t know if he was going to live through it. He didn’t dare try to look ahead to a normal life because he was scared he wouldn’t have the chance. He and Ginny were made for each other, their so oblivious to anyone around them when their together. Its like there in their own little world where none of the outside troubles can bother them. I’ve never seen Harry so happy then when he’s with Ginny,” Ron finished. Hermione looked at him in awe never realizing that he had the guts to say anything like that to his older brothers, but then Harry was his best friend and he had already gone through so much. Bill, Percy and Charlie looked ashamed at the things they had been thinking, it was obvious that Ron believed that they loved each other very much and who were they to stop their little sister from being with the man of her dreams.
“We’re happy for you Gin, you always said you’d get married to Harry Potter, well maybe one day you will,” said Charlie with a smile. He realized that his little sister was all grown up and that being with Harry made her happy. Mrs Weasley looked at her family in pride. They had all grown up so much to be wonderful men, and her only daughter was a beautiful smart women. She had counted Hermione and Harry as part of the family for many years now and with the relationships blossoming before her eyes they were sure to be true family soon enough.
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