1So this is the Last chapter! So sad! I doubt there will be a sequel, unless someone has a really good idea for one. Thanks for all your support and your reviews, its been an interesting journey and im happy to have gone on it with you! With out further ado here it is...

Chapter 9 His Reason

The screen went blank.

"Ginny! No!" Harry screamed and flung himself onto the screen, nobody in the room had the heart to pry him off.

It was Seven in the morning and Kingsley Shacklebolt was running some quick errands before heading to work. He passed through the center of Diagon Alley, noticing the statue of young Potter. He sighed; such a shame, the boy was a good fighter and he was too young to die after such a difficult life. He was about to pass on by when something caught his eye. It was a mass of black huddled at Potter's feet. He cautiously drew his wand and approached the mass. When it didn't move as he drew near, he reached out and shifted the cloth. That's when he realized it was a human, however there wasn't a rise or fall in their chest. He drew the hood away from the head and turned the body over to see the face. He gasped as he recognized the red haired, freckled face of Ginny Weasley. Taking her into his arms he apparated to the ministry.

To avoid questions he disillusioned her and just silently hoped no one would think him holding his arms out was strange. He raced as much as he could until he got to Arthur Weasley's office; and gave a sigh of relief when he found him in there alone.

"Kingsley! How nice to see you." Arthur greeted his fellow order member.'

"You'll wish you hadn't when you discover my reason for being here." Shacklebolt frowned.

"Oh."

Shacklebolt took the charm off Ginny and Arthur gasped.

"I found her laying at the foot of Potter's statue." he explained.

"Is she...you know..." Arthur stuttered.

"I'm afraid so." Kingsley bowed his head. "I'm truly sorry."

"I..uh...must inform my family...can you..uh...tell the right authorities?" Arthur had suddenly become twenty years older.

"Of course."

"Thank you." Arthur took his daughter and apparated home, barely caring if he splinched himself.

"Arthur! Did you forget something?" Molly asked curiously as she prepared Ginny's breakfast tray. She had her back turned, since she already knew it was him from glancing at her clock a moment earlier.

"I wish I had." He muttered

"What's wrong?" she asked her back still turned.

"Molly turn around." She did so and dropped the plate she was holding.

"Oh Merlin! Ginny!" She rushed forward to find her daughter had no pulse.

"Shacklebolt found her by Harry's statue." he informed her.

"Oh! My Baby!" Then she let out a wounded scream that brought the rest of the family down into the kitchen.

News of Ginny Weasley's death traveled fast, it had happened so early that it made that days paper. Many thought that the story of Harry Potter's tragic life should be better represented and so they added Ginny standing slightly behind him, to represent him protecting her and the rest of the wizarding world. Also standing behind him one on either side, standing just as defiantly as him were Ron and Hermione. Even though the latter two weren't dead they still were part of Harry's defeat of Voldemort.

So there in the center of Diagon Alley stood the monument of The protector, his reason and his loyal side kicks.

Ginny Weasley opened her eyes and looked around as she stood up off the ground. She was standing in an intersection of two long hallways. The hallways went down as far as she could see in four directions. There were thousands of doors along each hallway. As she dusted her robes off an old witch popped out of no where.

"Name?" she asked quickly.

"Ginny Weasley." She answered.

"It's the South Hallway, 3rd door on your right."

The end.