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AN: hey people! This is my first fic ever so please review and tell me what you think! :)

Chapter 1- The Letter

Harry woke up to find that he was lying on a bed in Sirius's old room in Grimmauld place number 12. His head was a little dizzy, as he started to remember the events of the previous days, that slowly floated back to his mind. He couldn't help himself and grinned widely at the thought of Lord Voldemort being finally gone. Then with a small sad twitch he remember the less happy details about the final battle, and suddenly felt his chest feeling heavier at the thought about Fred, Lupin, Tonks, Colin… it was hard to believe they were all gone. And Snape, a small voice in the back of his head reminded him, he's gone too.

After the battle was over everybody had a big celebration in the great hall. They were both happy that Voldemort was finally defeated, but also mourning for the loved ones they had lost. At around noon, they stopped the celebrating, and helped clean up the castle, which was hard since it was almost completely destroyed. They did a pretty good job, but Professor McGonagall said some parts of the castle would never be fully recovered. They finished late at night, and Harry said goodbye to his friends. Hermione was staying at the Weasleys', since her parents were still in Australia, and her and Ron were officially a couple now. Harry decided he'd stay at Grimmauld place because he didn't want to bother the Weasleys too much. He collapsed on the bed and fell asleep right away, since he hadn't slept for over two days. He checked the clock next to Sirius's bed, and was surprised to see it was only noon.

He thought he would drop at the Weasleys to see how they were doing, so he crawled out of the warm bed, showered, dressed, and went out to the street. It felt so good not needing to hide under the cloak of invisibility anymore, and not having to worry about the line of death eaters that watched you twenty four hours a day.

He apparated to the burrow, and before he could even start walking towards the door he saw Ginny running out of the house towards him, her eyes full of tears. They hugged for a few seconds, before she looked up at him, as though she was about to say something, but then Mrs. Weasley appeared at the door.

"Oh Harry dear, so nice of you to come." She said, her voice shaking. There were black circles around her eyes, and her face was red like she cried the whole night. Harry wondered if that really was the case.

Harry gave her a small smile in return, and entered the burrow, holding Ginny's hand.

Mrs. Weasley closed the door behind them and hurried back to the kitchen. Harry looked around, noting that the house was more quiet than usual. Ginny was probably guessing what he was thinking.

"They are all sleeping." She told him. Harry nodded, then he saw Hermione, who was crumbled on a couch next to the fire with a cup of coffee. When she saw Harry her face lit up, and she smiled at him.

"How are you doing?" he asked her, as him and Ginny sat down on the couch in front of her.

"I'm not really sure yet. I mean, it all just happened way too fast, and I just can't believe this is all over." She said weakly, then she added, "You?"

"Same, I guess, I'm just not sure I know what I want to do next. Hunting Voldemort down had been such a big part of my life that I don't really know what I'm supposed to do without it." Harry said. It felt really good to have said these things out loud.

"I know what you mean." Hermione replied.

"Well, I think I have a suggestion that would help you guys decide." Ginny said suddenly, and Harry and Hermione looked at her confusedly, so she continued, "When I was helping McGonagall cleaning up of the classes she mentioned something about having a special program for the people that missed their 7th year in Hogwarts, that would let them repeat it. Think about that, another year at Hogwarts could help you decide what you want to do. Wouldn't it be nice to have one year without any crazy adventure, or not being tried to kill by Voldemort?"

"It would be nice." Harry admitted.

"I can have a whole year dedicated strictly to school, with no other distractions from academics and learning. That sounds terrific!" said Hermione happily, which made harry and Ginny laugh.

After about an hour Ron woke up, and the three told him about the idea of joining the program of repeating the 7th year.

"That would be great! We can finally win the Quidditch cup! Harry if I'm not keeper, you're a dead man." Ron exclaimed.

"Is Quidditch all you can think about?" asked Hermione furiously, which made Ron grin innocently.

It was about five o'clock, and George didn't come out of his room yet. The four kids talked in the living room quietly, while Mr. and Mrs. Weasley exchanged worried glances. Suddenly, an owl came in through the window. It was sealed with the mark of the Ministry of magic. It was addressed to Harry Ron and Hermione.

"Well, that's odd." Said Mrs. Weasley, as she handed the letter to Harry.

Harry opened the letter, Ron and Hermione standing behind him, all reading it quietly.

Dear Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss Granger,

We would like you to come to the ministry right when you get this letter. There has been a search in Hogwarts, and we found something that we need to share with you immediately.

Sincerely yours,

Kingsley Shacklebot

Temporary Minister of Magic