Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

sounded weird to Harry to say it was lucky that they lost a son, but considering the number of Weasleys
there were it truly was against all odds.
"Harry," sobbed Mrs. Weasley as tears started to swell in her eyes, "It is I who should be thanking you.
You've saved the lives of this family many more times than we've saved yours. You saved Ginny in her
first year," Harry gave Ginny's hand a squeeze at this, "you saved Arthur in your fifth year, you saved
Ron many times over, and you saved us all from suffering Fred's fate only three nights ago." By now
Mrs. Weasley was crying hysterically and she came over and pulled Harry into a bone crunching hug.
After about 30 seconds Harry started to see spots. He guessed he showed some outward sign also
because Ginny came up behind him and put a hand on her mother's shoulder, Mrs. Weasley
immediately released him.
Ginny guided her mother into the living room and a minuet later she came back. "Mum says she sorry
if she hurt you Harry," Ginny sighed, "she says she's tired. The last few days have been hard."
Harry pulled Ginny into a tight embrace, which she returned in kind. "Gin, the last year has been hard,
heck, the last few years have been hard. I think we all owe it to our selves to let out a bit of emotion."
Ginny started to cry a bit into Harry's shoulder, it felt good in his arms, she felt like the problems of the
world could be forgotten for a little while. Ginny realized that when she was with Harry she felt like
she had no worries. She hadn't felt that way since before first year, since before Voldemort had
possessed her.
A few minuets later she and Harry broke apart, both of them with huge smiles on their faces. "Come
on," said Ginny as she walked towards the door, "I want to try out one of those F2s."
Harry laughed and followed his girl friend outside, Hermione and Ron were close behind. They arrived
at the broom shed and Harry pulled out the three brooms, he handed one to Ron and one to Hermione,
who handed it right to Ginny.
"Hermione," said Ginny as she handed it back, "you do know that you're going to have to look at least
somewhat competent if you three endorse these things right?"
"Yeah, and I want you three to teach me to at least stay on a broom. For me it's always been easer to
teach something if I know how to do it first." Hermione said as she handed the broom back to Ginny
again.
"But I already know how to fly," said Ginny, handing the broom back to Hermione. Harry couldn't help
but laugh, it was like watching some odd comedy routine
"Yeah, but this broom is, what, about 3 times as fast as anything you've ridden before?" Hermione said
as she took an older broom out of the shed and handed the F2 back to Ginny. "I bet you'll teach me
better once you've had a chance to ride it yourself a bit."
Ginny looked between the broom in her hands to her best friend and back again, "thanks," she said, and
with a big smile she ran towards the small enclosed clearing that they used to practice Quidditch. Harry
ran after her, his new broom in his hand, just as excited to get on it as Ginny was.