Summary: After Voldemort was defeated. Harry was upset about Fred's death and was comforted by Ginny.
Warnings: Depressing and death!
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Harry's POV
I ran through all the debris, looking for Ginny. I hadn't gotten to see her in forever, and I just wanted to kiss her full on the lips. Then I spotted her, running through the debris with Neville and Luna. I ran to them, shouting, but mostly to Ginny.
"Merlin's Beard! You're all okay!"
Ginny gasped and ran over to me, embracing me in one of her bone crushing hugs that eerily resembled Molly's. Luna and Neville waved and left. I felt Ginny's heart thump against my weak chest, making me feel stronger.
"Harry-"
I smashed my lips against hers, and instead of the usual strawberry lip gloss I usually tasted, I tasted debris and smelt it too. Blood was dribbiling down her chin as well as mine, so I pulled away.
"Ginny, what happened?"
"F-Fred...he...you know that explosion that happened?"
"...Yeah...I heard a scream shortly after...what happened?"
Ginny had tears in her eyes. The usual spark in her eyes had gone, making me feel empty in the inside.
"Umm...Fred died in the explosion and George couldn't handle it. Fred and Percy were battling a Death Eater apparently, and Percy apologized to everyone. Then he made a joke and Fred was laughing at it, when suddenly, the explosion happened and Fred...he died. Percy felt so guilty. He tried to apologize, but George couldn't process it all."
Oh shit. Ginny held out her hand and I took it. It was cold and dry, but I didn't care at this point. Ginny dragged me to Hogwarts, where I saw a lot of familiar faces. Then I saw Fred. He was laying there unconscious, and George was crying into Arthur's shoulder.
"There is no George without Fred! Please kill me. Please!"
Molly gasped and cried into Percy's shoulder.
"George, don't! We can't mourn over two!"
My heart broke once I saw all this. I couldn't process it all, so I started crying too. His death was my fault anyway. Ginny dragged me away from the scene and we sat down on a bench. Ginny let me cry into her shoulder. I hugged her and cried.
"It's all my fault! George would still have a twin if I died first! You would've still had a brother to love as well! It was my fault that you were possessed by Voldemort. My fault that Cedric died. My fault that Sirius died and Percy took the bad side."
Ginny remained calm.
"My fault that you waited years for me to ask you out and my fault that Ron got poisoned. My fault that Dumbledore died and my fault that your family was wanted dead or alive. Everything is my fault!"
Ginny gasped and comforted me more.
"Harry, it's not your fault. I was the one who took the diary and fell into the trap. Cedric was a loyal Hufflepuff that would've died for anyone. Even a stranger. Sirius wanted to save you, and Percy made a horrible mistake..."
I buried my face into her neck, muffling my crying.
"...then apologized. You didn't love me for all those years too. I was a hopeless romantic. Slughorn had poison in his room, too. Dumbledore was going to die anyway and my family is full of blood traitors, so we would've been anyway."
I stopped crying and embraced Ginny in a hug, kissing her with passion.
