Mourning continued of all those we lost in the great battle, emotions were running high, because as hard as it was to be happy in the current situation, celebrations were taking place all over the country thanks to the riddance of Lord Voldemort. Harry had become the most famous wizard of all time, and it was hard for him to take it all in. He of course was used to being in the limelight, but this was a different publicity. Wizards and witches were coming from all over the world to view the site of Hogwarts where Harry had defeated Voldemort, and there were reporters outside at all times, forever wanting to speak to him, I don't think anyone really took into account he was still only 17. This impacted hard on me as well, I was now well known, purely for being with harry, this was the last thing I wanted, especially at this current moment in time. But I put up with it, there was no way I was going to let Harry go just for something like this. The novelty will wear off overtime, this thought was the only thing that got me, and the whole family through the following couple of weeks.
In some ways I guess it was a distraction, to take our minds off of those we'd lost. Of course, it wasn't only Fred, but Tonks and Remus too, and as hard as this was, I couldn't help thinking about Teddy, Harry's little godson, now an orphan just like Harry was. But Teddy did have one family member left that cared about him, his grandmother, so for the time being, he was in safe hands.
The funerals soon came around and it was hard to believe we'd gone 10 days without all these people there to annoy us, or lift our spirits, or joke about the most inappropriate things, but I guess that is the best way to remember them, at their happiest, not how we can last picture seeing them, lying on a battlefield. No, that's not how they'd want to be remembered.
All the funerals went smoothly, and although many tears were shed, it was nice to finally say good bye and celebrate the lives they had, and how much they had done for the world. Remus was now reunited with James and Sirius, which was a sobering thought. Fred could pull as many pranks as he liked with never being told off, and Tonks still had Lupin, but this time, no werewolf to deal with. I guess they all had something to be happy about, well that's how I like to think of it anyway, somehow, it eases the pain ever so slightly.
I was beginning to worry about Harry, he wouldn't leave me, it’s like he was attached to me by an invisible piece of string, other than at night when he was forced to sleep in Ron's room by mum, because apparently she didn't trust us... (We’d never with other people in the house!!) But Harry also seemed like the only one I had there for me. He understood when I was having a difficult moment and would just hold me and comfortingly stroke my head, normally planting a little kiss on my neck or head, showing his affection for me, and never failing to cheer me up. I don't think anyone thought twice about what he had to go through, his parents never had the opportunity to look after him and care for him, so seeing a family pull together in such a hard time was tough enough. Plus the fact he seemed to blame all these deaths on himself, claiming that if he had just surrendered no one would have died, and no one would have been hurt in the way they have. However he did not think that if he did surrender, we would still be at the hands of Voldemort, and deaths would still be occurring up and down the country, and everyone would be mourning his death. I was there for him, and he was there for me, and somehow we managed to struggle through the hardest month of our lives.