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Ginny's POV:
Life sucked.
All I wanted was to have a nice peaceful life, full of quidditch and family and actual time with Harry.
I have yet to spend some time with Harry that is not sad and depressing. Like I get it the war just ended and people are still grieving, but Merlin, why does everything have to be so sad? We should be happy that the war ended. That Voldemort was finally defeated! But even as I say that, I can't hide the fact that I cry everyday for Fred. For Tonks. For Reamus. For Sirius. For Lavender. For Colin. For everyone else that died protecting our school.
And of course, I had to fall in love with the one in the middle of all this.
I got to date him for what? 2 months? Then, he ditched me to go save the world. Ugh, I hate prophecies.
Anyways, Harry has been a lot more distant lately. He rarely talks, he barely eats, and his eyes are never out of their sad, mournful state. And, I have a feeling I know why.
You see, Harry is very loyal to the people he loves. He's incredibly selfless and cares more about others than himself. So, when all those people di... passed, he started blaming himself for everything. He thinks he is the one who started this, who got everyone in this. And in a way, he kind of is (Don't tell Harry I said that, or mum really) but we wanted to help, to fight and we knew the risk.
Once, mum caught him trying to sneak out of the house because he thought he'd just cause more trouble for the Weasleys. But we don't care, we love him as our own and we'd never betray family for something they can't control.
All in all, I need a break. Harry needs a break. So, what better way to do just that, than to go to quidditch game? Okay, maybe that is a bit much, but It'd be so fun and I'll be of age in a few weeks. And since I'll be of age in a few weeks, that means I can do basically whatever I want, right?
The sports department for the Ministry of Magic announced in the daily prophet that they were restarting the quidditch season. A lot of people wanted to start right where they left off and pretend the war never happened. Which is a little hard to believe considering how much wreckage and damage the war caused. But I wasn't complaining.
Alright, now all I have to do is convince Harry to come with me and convince my mum to let me go. Easy!
~*~
Percy's POV
The Titan War is over, Annabeth and I are finally dating, and I get to see my mom today. I was currently in Argus' Camp Half Blood van making my way to a much needed visit with my mother, Annabeth sitting next to me. I stared out of the window just drinking in the city. I really missed it and was happy to be back.
Annabeth's dad let Annabeth drop me off at my apartment before going to her home. She would be attending a boarding school here in New York. I really wished she could go to Goode High school with me, but I guess her dad didn't want her to.
Annabeth took my hand and put her head on my shoulder.
We haven't even been together for that long, but already acted like we've been together for years. We are way more relaxed around each other than most teenage couples should be. Probably because of the fact that we've been through a lot together. The best way to bond, I joked to myself.
The van pulled to a stop in front of my mom and her husband, Paul's apartment.
I pulled Annabeth out of the car and said my thanks to the driver before stepping onto the sidewalk and staring up at the apartment building.
I felt Annabeth tug on my hand, bringing me back to the present. I looked at her, just so happy everything was over and I was with her, the weight of the prophecy off my shoulders.
She seemed to understand and pulled my into a hug, her head tucking in my shoulders.
I took a moment to just breathe in her lemony scent before pulling away.
"Thanks, for that." I said as we walked towards the apartments.
"Any time, Seaweed brain." She said smiling.
Soon we were at my mom's apartment
~*~
Harry's POV
I woke up to the smell of cooking sausages and eggs and the sounds of the Weasley family in the kitchen and the loud snoring of my best friend across the room.
I have currently been sleeping in Ron's room, so when I don't wake up from nightmares of the war, I wake up from Ron's snoring.
I get out of my bed, put my glasses on, and pocket my wand. I always kept my wand underneath my pillow while sleeping nowadays, I guess that's what three years of war does to you. Everyone I know keeps there wand close now too, you just never know when a runaway death eater could attack you.
I make my way out of Ron's bedroom and go to the bathroom, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
When I make it to the bathroom I find George waiting outside of it.
"Ginny is in there" his voice cracks a bit, from lack of use.
I nod then take my place next to him, leaning in the wall.
There are only two bathrooms in the Burrow, and with a big family that can get a bit annoying, having to wait your turn for the bathroom.
I glanced at George. He looked so bad these days. Never smiling (too be honest no one was), had dark bags under his eyes, rarely talked, rarely showed up for meals, never leaving his dark cave of a room.
Honestly, the same could probably be said about me.
I was too busy lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice Ginny leaving the bathroom and George stepping inside.
It wasn't until Ginny nudged me with her elbows that I shook out of my stupor.
"Hi" I said flatly, looking down.
"Hi." She said back. There was a slight tone of disappointment that caught me off gaurd.
"How'd you sleep?" I blurted, before wincing. The answer was obvious, no one was sleeping alright.
Ginny didn't answer instead saying:
"How did you sleep?"
I bit my tongue.
Seriously Ginny?
"Fine"
"That's a lie."
I looked up.
"Why did you ask me, if you already knew the answer?" I snapped, not meaning to sound so harsh.
"Sorry, I..I didn't-"
"It's fine Harry, really." she added at my doubtful look.
"I just wanted to hear the truth, from you."
Silence.
"Hey." Ginny said. "I thought we could go somewhere, just you and me. We haven't gotten any alone time in a while and I- I really want to start dating again."
"I know, I do too.. I just..."
"Just what?"
"I don't know, Gin'. I want to be with you but.."
"You're not going to hurt me. The war's over. The prophecy is fulfilled. Besides, I can take care of myself."
I smile, probably my first smile in weeks.
"Okay, let's see how this...whatever you're planning, goes first." I decide.
Ginny smiled.
"You mean a lot to me Harry, I wanna be with you again."
She pats me on the shoulder before walking down stairs.
The next thing I know, George is walking out of the bathroom with a surprised look on hid face.
"Did you hear that?" I ask.
"...Yeah."
"Oh." I say awkwardly. Talking about Ginny with her brothers has always been that way.
George seemed to notice this because he says:
"Hey, I think you and Ginny are great for each other. I admit I had a bet with F-F-Fred to see when you guys would get together."
"Who won?"
"Me."
"Look I'm just saying, I fully support you two if you want to be together. It is a little weird, but its cool if you guys like each other. Just watch out for Bill and Charlie. There a bit more protective over Gin'." He said, trying for a smile. It turned out to be more of a grimace, but hey.
"Thanks George."
"No problem. Just make sure you and Ginny don't go too far. F-Fred and Angelina almost accidentally-"
"Okay! Okay! Yeah, I get it." I cut him off, face turning red.
"Hey, you never know." He said with a shrug before ruffling my hair and going back to his room.
I went to the bathroom and realized with a smile that George joked and smiled. Maybe things will get better after all.