Thay are back

1-After the Battle

Harry POV

I have finally killed Voldemort. But what type of victory is it? To me I feel like their is no victory. To many people died for no reason because I didn't turn myself in sooner. I was being selfish because I'm didn't look past the basic points. I am to blame for my parents deaths in the first war as well as everyone's deaths in this war. If I had died the first war then nobody would be hurt right now. I can't live my life I know that but if I do which people will question me if I don't then I would have been useless to every single person alive at this moment.

TIME SKIP------1 hour later

I walk down the great hall with my head down. I can't stand to look at all the dead bodies on thy he floor of this once amazing school. Suddenly I feel my chest beginning to burn. I don't care though. I continue to walk straight forward. It's the least I could do take the pain that I deserve. As I continue to walk the Weasley family comes into view. I begin searching for one particular one.

Ginny.

My beautiful, precious Ginny. What would I do without her?

As I approach closer I see the back of Ginny's head as she rests her head on her fathers shoulder. I pause this family is the family that it should be, without me. Molly, Arthur, George, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione. In fact, it would be far better off without me in their lives. Quickly I back up before any of them see me. I turn as I start to feel my eyes watering up. I caused their grief. I caused their loss. Everything I touched that was of value to me gets ripped away.

Ginny POV

Where was Harry? It was right after the battle and I was beginning to grow irritated due to the fact that Harry wasn't here to comfort me on the loss of my family. He should be. I mean he should at least for Ron, aren't they best friends. I only wish him to be here to comfort me, I want him to be my boyfriend again. After all he didn't loose any family today.

Due to the fact that he is probably hiding I decide to head up to the great hall to grieve over my dead family. As I reach Fred's lifeless body I come to see that the rest of the Weasley clan including Hermione are already here. Carefully I lean my head against my dads shoulder because there is no Harry to comfort me.

TIME SKIP------2 hours later

There is still no sign of Harry and I am starting to get scared for his safety after all, there are still death eaters out there that are after Harry and would do anything to harm him even maybe, kill him.

As I had sat up from my father's shoulder the others looked at me. Because of how close our whole family including Harry and Hermione (from now on I am just going to say the family instead of adding as well as Hermione and Harry) we always knew when one of the others had to talk just based on what was happening.

Every one was looking at me. I knew what I had to say I just didn't know how to say it without stuttering. "H-has a-a-anyone seen H-h-harry since he killed Voldemort." Fred-no-George just looked at me with this furious look while the others glanced at each other before their faces also showed worry on them.

George all of a sudden stood up giving me the start of his silent treatment he gives to a certain person when he is angry with them he has even done it with Fred once or twice. None of the others seemed to notice the glare I was getting from George. I sighed.

A face full of sweat suddenly appeared next to me making me jump. "What are you doing, you scared me" I exclaimed to Kingsley as he chuckled before a serious face went over his whole entire body.