Ginny Weasley refused to believe it. Harry Potter could NOT be dead. She loved him.

Okay, so she was only sixteen. But she couldn't imagine how love would feel any different from this. She would fight, no matter what the cost, and even though she was forbidden to do so. For him.

He was gone. She would never kiss him again. Never laugh with him again. Never even talk to him again.

Harry was gone.

Remus was gone.

Tonks was gone.

Collin was gone.

Fred was gone.

And she could be next.