She was lying awake in Harry's arms, thanking any god that would listen. She was married to this man. She was in love with this man. And most important, this man was alive. At the moment, Ginny was tired, but she didn't want to sleep. She needed this just a little longer, then sleep could come.

"Ginny, run, he's coming." Harry had been muttering warnings for hours. Well, thought Ginny, At least now I know that he talks in his sleep.

Harry had warned Ron, Hermione, Hagrid, everyone he knew to run. This was her turn. Ginny decided to help his dreams. She turned in his arms, so that their faces were inches away, and kissed him. She felt him wake through their lips. As she pulled away, she saw him smile.

"What was that for? Not that I'm complaining, not one bit." His smile grew.

It was her turn to smile. "I would never run, Harry, no matter who was coming. I'll always be by your side."

Harry put his hands behind her head, then kissed her. When they finally broke apart, he kissed her forehead.

"Ginny, I love you. I need you to know that. It's just, I fought him for most of my life. He killed so many people I loved. Just a handful were left of that handful. I'm just so…. Lucky he didn't get you."

She grabbed his face with both hands. "Harry James Potter, you will never lose me. Ever. I love you to much."

She turned so that he was holding her again. He drifted back to sleep again, just moments before her. That last thing she heard was, "Ginny, come closer."