Harry's Point of View

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                  I walked to the Great Hall nervously flattening my hair as Ginny sobbed quietly. Today was Ron's funeral. The rest of my friends walked with me subdued. I didn't know what Draco would do when he was called up to pay his respects. I walked that way and my only happy thought was that Blaise, Astoria, Crabbe and Goyle were in Azkaban. I walked into the Great Hall and was met with black curtains and drapes. I heard Hermione draw a breath and saw her shed a tear, I wanted to comfort her but I was comforting Ginny. The rest of the men were comforting their girlfriends. Pansy was walking with Draco and Hermione for she had no boyfriend to comfort her. We were, of course, the last group of people into the Great Hall. Not out of disrespect we had been trying to be out of the way the past couple days. That wasn't easy when people asked you questions about your friend about what had been going on. The worst thing that happened though was Rita Skeeter deciding to interview him. She had twisted his words but hardly anyone read the Daily Prophet anymore and those who did hardly believed a word of it. 

                  We took our places right before the ceremony started. When we had walked in a hum of talking ran through the air. The people quieted quickly when McGonagall stood up. I already felt tears coming. "Students, staff, friends, family," McGonagall began the service, "We are gathered here today to honor the life of a student. A friend, a family member and an all around good person. Ronald Weasley. He did not die fairly or in his time, we shall all remember the funny red-head that lived and died with us. It is a tragedy how he passed but I'm sure there are rumors going around about it so I shall tell you the truth. We all thought the murders were done when Voldemort," a roar like angry bees surrounded the hall when she said Voldemort, "was killed. That was not the case for a few vengeful beings. I shall not name them though everyone knows who they are. I would like to invite Mr. Harry Potter up to say a few words." McGonagall walked to her seat and I was startled to see her crying quietly.
  

                 "Friends," I began tears in my eyes, "friends such a simple word no one thinks of the meaning, but friends shape us often times we follow our friends blindly," I paused letting this sink in, "Some times the wrong friends lead us the wrong way other times friends lead us the right way. Ron Weasley lead Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley and so many others the right way. He could be hot-headed but he was hot-headed for the right reason, friendship. Family, family another simply word that no one thinks of the meaning. Family is not blood. Some people think that family is only through marriage or blood relation but it is not. Family is who you choose to be close to, to help, to love though they are not relation. Ron Weasley was my family. I may be engaged to his sister but he was my family long before Ginny and I started dating, or even talking really. He may have dated Hermione Granger but she was family long before they got together. Ginny Weasley is family in ever sense of the word. He did not have to love her but he did," I looked into the crowd and saw tears streaming down Hermione and Ginny's faces, "He was family to those that treated him well and to those he treated well. His friends were family and his family were friends. So I would like to say good-bye to Ron Weasley my friend that is also family. And I know somewhere up there he is saying good-bye to his friends that are also family. I would like Ginny Weasley to say a few words if she will." I walked to my seat and sat down. Hermione's face was pulled into a sad smile and so was everyone else's. 

                      Ginny wasn't trying to smile she just walked to the staff table and began to talk, "My brother, my friend, my family, I love you with all my heart. You were to young to die. You died for reasons that none but the murderer can explain or understand. I hope you know that we all love you here Ron," she wasn't facing the crowd she was facing the ceiling of the Great Hall with the sunlight, facing the heavens saying good-bye, "Good-bye to my friend, to my brother, to my family." She just walked to the table and sat down. I held her tight and close as she sobbed uncontrollably into my shoulder. Somewhere in the background McGonagall called Hermione forward. I didn't here much of her speech but when she got back Draco was in tears. I couldn't tell if it was because of Hermione's speech or because Hermione was hurting. Mrs. Weasley spoke and so did Mr. Weasley. No one else had the heart to speak but when everyone was finished I clapped like everyone else though my heart wasn't in it. I couldn't believe that after all we had been through Ron had been murdered, on school grounds too. Everyone apparated to the burial sight. We all sat down in the seats for the burial. Hermione, Ginny, George, Bill, Percy, Charlie, Fleur, Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Weasley and I stood to lower the casket. Ginny could hardly walk and Hermione was leaning on George. Angelina was crying in the front row. We lowered his casket into the grave and all together we moved the dirt over Ron's burial sight. Hermione, Fleur and I started to sit down so the rest of the Weasley's could put the stone into the ground but Mr. and Mrs. Weasley grabbed our hands and said, "You are family you must help." We all nodded to afraid to say anything that might upset the Weasley's and we were so upset ourselves we didn't have the heart to tell them no. We put the headstone in and everyone apparated away, until their was no one left but my friends, Hagrid, McGonagall and the Weasley's. 

              McGonagall and Hagrid apparated away after a few more words. The rest of us just stood their in what muggles would call our Sunday best, crying and talking. Each one of us trying to cheer everyone else up but failing because we felt that there was nothing to be cheerful about. We eventually had to get back to Hogwarts. Bill, Charlie, Percy, George, Fleur, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley all apparated away into the night back to 'The Burrow.' We all could have gone with them like McGonagall and Mrs. Weasley had suggested but we all thought school was more important. We apparated to the school and got ready for bed all of us know that not one of us would sleep that night. Ginny and I walked to our room and got changed for the night. We got into our bed and Ginny leaned her head against my shoulder as she cried. I knew I couldn't cry because I had to be strong for both of us but eventually Ginny sat up and said, "It's my turn to be strong for you, I'm done crying for now, we can take turns being strong for each other and it's my turn." At first I resisted the idea but eventually the fact that my brother was dead overwhelmed me and I cried. Ginny didn't she sat there telling me it would be okay. I nodded numbly knowing that it wouldn't be but I decided that mentioning this would only make things worse. Eventually I stopped crying and Ginny started crying so this continued well into the morning. When McGonagall knocked on the door everyone of us spilled into the Common Room wiping tears from our eyes and changing clothes with a swish of our wands. Hermione got to the door first. She opened it and saw McGonagall standing there looking flustered. Hermione invited her in and we all sat down leaving room for McGonagall. 

               "You look worried," Hermione said. "About your health yes you all need sleep and I know you have been up all night. I have a sleeping draught that you can all drink and sleep the day and night away. Do this and you won't feel as bad because being tired and sad can be very bad. Good-night all of you need to drink this." She swept from the room and we all trudged to our rooms each carrying a vial. We held them so gingerly we might as well have been holding poison. Ginny chugged hers and fell asleep instantly. I did the same and I fell asleep instantly and I didn't even dream.

I am going to be writing a sequel to this only an epilouge left. Don't leave though because in the end of this book I will tell you the name of the sequel and when to expect it. Hope you enjoyed this.