Hello! What? Another update so soon? Why yes, yes there is :) Now, the only reason this is such a fast update is because of how short this chapter is and I apologise but from the next chapter onwards, things are going to get a lot more exciting! I hope, anyway... I don't know, my brain just kind of gets away from me sometimes...
First off: THIS IS NOT A HARRY/OC FIC! I am 100% committed to Hinny and I don't want to disrupt that! It is also not a Ron/OC fic either... As of yet, I don't know who she's going to be with.

Secondly, review replies: (Just for the record, I'm saying replies as if there was more than one... As a matter of interest... There wasn't.)

Lady Elizabeth Of New York: I realised that AFTER I posted the first chapter... I've removed it now, I think :) Thanks for reviewing, I'm sorry this chapter isn't very long but I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: If I was writing this, would I be the owner of Harry Potter? No? I didn't think so.

On with the story!

Chapter 1

Rowena sighed as she walked, hand in hand with Harry, away from his parents' graves and towards her own. She sat down by her mother's grave, touching the engraving with a gentle hand.

Valerie Sinead Ward, born 13th May 1960, died 18th June 1996
Brave until the very end that died protecting her daughter, as a true Gryffindor.

Rowena couldn't help the tears that poured down her face, as she read the engraving. She was there when her mother died, saw the light go out of her eyes, spent the next few hours crying over her body, only to be dragged away by her father, who was also crying, or the best he could do anyway, which was to stop being snide and sarcastic.

It was hard, after she lost one of the most important in her life, to carry on and she almost didn't… That year was a difficult one for her and she struggled, more so than anyone. She still had her father and her uncle but that didn't make up for the gap that her mother had left.

Harry gripped her hand tightly, silently letting him know that she was there and she smiled tightly at him, wiping the tears from her face.

"C'mon, we should go meet the others." Rowena said, as she looked over at her father's grave. He'd only died a few weeks ago and she still had barely come to terms with it – she could only just about bear to look at it. She took a deep breath and reached out a hand to lay a lily on the top of the gravestone. It was all she could do manage but Harry seemed to understand, as he rubbed circles on her back in a soothing manor.

They walked away from the graves, and out of the Graveyard, both lost in their own thoughts.

Again, NOT a Harry/OC fic! Nothing against them, this just isn't one of them!

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