Harry's POV
As I sit on the remains of what was the entrance to the Great Hall I stare into the pain and grief that I have caused to the people around me. I get up and see the Weasley family crying over a young man with a flaming red beard, and closed eyes I realize thatI can't take it anymore, all the death, its all because of me as I turn on my heel and begin to walk away I see the girl I was once infatuated with snogging Dean Thomas. As her brother lay deceased she is sucking someone's face, I clear my throat and they break away and she walks toward me. "What the bloody hell is going on here!" I shout. Everybody looks our way and out of the corner of my eye I see the beautiful, bushy, brown hair of Hermione...wait beautiful? Anyway I take my attention back to Ginny " Well?" I demand
"Harry..." She says as she trys to grab my hand, she does and I pull away.
"I thought we had something special?" I spout out
" No we never did, I only did that to make Dean jealous and it worked." She says as she turns around and kisses him right in front of me. Out of rage I punch Dean, although I didn't really care about Ginny that much I stormed out of the castle and began to walk to nowhere as I almost reached outside I felt a hand grab my right shoulder and pull me around.
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Old Friendships, New Romantics
RandomAll characters are owned by JK Rowling. In this version some characters may be alive who are not alive in the books/movies. A Harmony fanfic
