Fair Game- Drarry Fanfic

Aftermath part 1

Harry Pov
After the battle that claimed hundreds of innocent lives, that battle the took 3 years to end, was finally over. Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had finally defeated Voldemort.
After the battle I came back to the Burrow with the Weasley's and Hermione. Many sleepless nights, many tiring days. One night I was again woken up by nightmares of flashing green light, crashing of broken stone walls, and blood. So much blood. I woke up suddenly drenched in cold sweat. He looked over for reassurance and sure enough, Ron was snoring heavily in the bed across the room. I need some air. I crept downstairs careful not to wake anyone up, then went outside. I lay on my back on the cool gras, and closed my emerald eyes.

"It's over"

I told myself repeatedly,
"it's over!" I couldn't shake the images from my mind.

Then I remembered.. It's never over. Even though I had just defeated the greatest dark wizard of all time, there's always going to be a next one. And a next one, and a next one. With the sacrifice of so many students, aurors, and friends. Even with Voldemort gone, I felt empty. I felt guilt, and I felt grief. Then a new wave of emotion, anger, frustration. It was my fault, all myfault! If he had been quicker, if he had been smarter! My mind stopped. Blank. Frozen. Then names and faces flashed across my mind like an old muggle movie. Sirius, laughing and kind. Gentle yet one of the bravest people he's ever met. Dobby, a houself that did everything to try and keep me safe. Betrayed his masters so that I would come to no harm. Ex-masters, I reminded myself. Mad Eye Moody, an auror who's main goal was to keep me safe. Cost him his life. Nymphadora and Lupin had a child, that they had to leave to fight for hogwarts. Because I, Harry had brought Voldemort to them. Now teddy was living with his grandmother, Andromeda in Hogsmead. Fred. OH Fred was gone too. It will never be the same just having George. And countless other students had perished that I couldn't bear to think about. Let alone go to their funerals. But I had to. He had to pay his last respects to his fallen friends. People who he grew up with at Hogwarts. Shaking and tears coming down rapidly down my moonlit cheeks, I suddenly realized a comforting arm around my shoulder and a head nuzzled me softly in the neck.

"Thanks Ginny..." I said in barely a whisper.

He didn't really thank Ginny at all. I really just wanted to be left alone for a bit.

"Try again, Harry" said whoever was next to him.

Confused, I looked up to first see a large amount of bushy brown hair, not red. Then the sparkling eyes of Hermione. Suddenly a wave of relief hit me like a tsunami of water.

"'Mione" I said, happy to see his friend by his side.

I was happy that Hermione was here instead of Ginny, since Hermione knew what he was really feeling. Of course Ginny fought, and fought amazingly in the battle. But Hermione had been with me. Through it all. Hermione knew firsthand of all the horrors her and Ron and I had endured over the last year. Hermione seemed to also be the only one to really see how broken I was right now. Of course the Weasley's were mourning Fred, as they should be. But it was consoling to know that Hermione wasn't being fooled.

"Thank you" I said, meaning it this time.

So they just stayed there, on the grass. Until Harry got too tired to stay any longer. So they trudged up back to bed.