Michelle stopped leading the meeting, standing in front of her co-workers, and looked to Lacy, "Lacy, good god, what's happened to you?!" Wands, pens, and pencils fell from healers' hands when Lacy spluttered out, "James Potter wants to sign the papers to release Harry!!!"

Ginny looked to James as their foreheads brushed against each other, their cheeks pressed against Harry's chest, still able to hear his heart beating so faintly. Everyone held hands and James brought his hand out onto Harry's stomach, his palm facing up, an offering to Ginny. Ginny bit her bottom lip and took it slowly, squeezing James' hand. Lacy whispered, drawing out her wand, "The magic..." she squeezed her eyes shut, hating to be the one to let Harry go. Gold sparks shot from the end of her wand and she wrote Harry's name with them, and whispered, "...has been released."

Ginny teased, walking behind James and running her hands along his back. She caressed his back and he watched her walk around him in her black slimming dress. They had both just enjoyed an excellent meal at one of the finest restaurants in London. She began pulling her dress above her head, snickering as she dropped it on the stone ground. James smiled in a seductive way as she teased, "What do you think...?"

She wiped at them and even though she had promised years ago to not look anymore, she ran into James' study and whipped the sheet off of the Mirror of Erised's front. The sheet fluttered to the floor and she sobbed as she stroked the mirror's frame. She sobbed as she whispered, "Show me my life if Harry survived."