"You okay now Gin?" Hermione turned to me as we sat around the crackling fire in the common room, fixed , tidied , cleaned and put back together merely hours ago by Professor McGonagall.

" Yeah , yeah. I'll be fine" Not true of course , my brother just died. but I wouldn't point that out to Hermione , she was just trying to be sweet."I think I'm going to go to sleep now it's been a long day" She nodded her head in pity , gave me a weak smile , and I headed upstairs. As I lay there , under my duvet , listening to Annabelle Jenkins , Samantha Mcarthy , Lucy Hanson and Christina Ferguson laughing , celebrating and dancing into the night, I couldn't help but feel envy towards them , their siblings weren't dead. Lucy's didn't even know who Lord Voldemort was, she had been on the run from snatchers and death eaters for the past 8 months.

" It's so good to be back home, isn't it girls?" I heard her call out to them. They all replied with various different ways of ' We missed you so much , never leave us again' type things. At this , I filled up with anger. None of them seemed to care that Fred was dead. None of them seemed to care how I felt. I yanked my diary out of my bag , I had to tell someone, and began to write.

Dear Diary,

Okay. Today was the best , yet worse, day of my life. He's gone. Finally. After all this time , after everything he's done , everyone he's killed, he's dead. And , guess what? It was Harry. My ex-boyfriend killed him. I've had sex with the guy that killed the most evil dark wizard of all time! Of course , it's not all celebrations and butterbeer all around. I -We lost Fred today. Rookwood got to him. I broke down earlier, I was with Hermione in my dormitory , packing to go back home and I found a photo in one of my draws, it wasn't posed , I don't think any of us knew it was being taken. It was a picture of all of us and Hermione , Harry , Sirius , Lupin and Mad-eye. I think it was taken the summer we stayed at Grimmauld Place, George had Fred in a headlock , Mum and Dad were sharing a kiss , Mad-eye was actually smiling, Sirius and Harry were engaged in a conversation , both with huge smiles on their faces , and Lupin was with Tonks, her bubblegum hair just visible in the picture. I took one look at it , realized that three people in the picture were now dead , and burst into pieces. But , in the words of Albus Dumbledore ' Happiness can be found , even in the darkest if times , if one only remembers to turn on the light'. And that's what we've done. We found light in the fact that Voldemort is dead. It's the light in the dark , and it's all because of Harry.

I've been thinking of him a lot recently , he's changed since I last saw him, he seems darker , and more damaged. Mind you , that shouldn't really surprise me should it? Given the stuff that happened in the last year , he's bound to be more damaged. I love him, he's perfect. Of course , I don't think I ever truly didn't love him , but seeing him again, it's bought up old feelings. When he left me , my heart broke. Of course , I'd never let anybody know that my heart broke, never. No , I just carried on. I had to didn't I? And now he's back , I want him more than ever. And I'll get him. Just you watch.

Ginny

I shoved it back in my bag , tears cascading down my face. The girls' music was getting louder and louder , I could even smell firewhiskey.

" Excuse me" I snapped , as I stuck my head round the curtain of my bed " Not all of us want to hear your celebrations, could you please go to sleep." I asked them , rather angrily. They looked at me as if I was some lunatic. Annabelle stared at me with curiosity and said

" What's got your wand in knot?"

" My brother died today. So excuse me if I'm not in the mood for celebrations." The music turned off instantly.

" Ginny , I'm sorry , we didn't know if there's anything I can do-" Annabelle began.

" Just turn of the music , hide the alcohol , and go to sleep" I interrupted her. And with that , everything was silent.