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Harry slowly walked up the path to the Burrow.
It seemed like the grass hadn't been cut for ages. Flowers were growing everywhere, and the trees were filled with juicy fruits.
He knocked at the door, carefully.
"Who is it?", Molly Weasley's voice were heard through the door.
"It's me, Harry."
She hesitated, and then opened the door carefully.
"Oh, how wonderful to see you! You are so thin!", She said.
"Yeah, haven't had much to eat.", Harry replied.
"Where are Ron? And Hermione?"
"At St. Mungo's," Harry said, and then quickly added, "But they are okay! It's just for observation!"
"Oh. Thank god! Is it finally over?"
"Yes. Now Voldemort won't come back. Never."
"Ginny is upstairs, in her room. She has been crying her eyes out for you three."
"Ok. I'd better go up and tell her then."
Harry slowly went up the stairs. He took a right turn, and was soon standing outside Ginny Weasley's bedroom.
He could hear sobbing from the inside. He knocked the door.
"Go away!", She yelled, "I want to be alone!"
"Oh. Should I come back later then?", Harry asked.
The sobbing stopped as soon as he had said that. Then the door flew open, and Ginny threw herself at him, holding him tight.
"Harry, you're back!", She said, crying softly against his shoulder. He closed his eyes, and bent his head down.
"It's over now, Ginny. It's finally over. I love you."
"I love you to Harry."
And they both knew it was true.