Dedicated to LilyLunaGinnyPotter.

Hello everybody, I'm Jess! I'm back once more to present to you one of my favorite pieces and I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer: Everything in this story belongs to the fabulous J.K. Rowling.


Voices
After the war, Molly Weasley had a thought. Why not a little celebration party that it was over? Yes, that was what she would do. A party to celebrate; it was almost a month and yet, Molly Weasley had other plans than to just mourn. Tonight would be the celebration.

Four hours later, the tent, the decorations, food, and the dance floor were all set up to celebrate. All the while, Harry and Ginny are out in the garden of Molly Weasley's owning. The couple are sitting upon the old, white, and cracked bench that sits in the middle of all the beautiful flowers; the only thing that could make them happy at this moment of time. You only hear the silent whisper of wind that bristles along through the grass and flowers, blowing it from side to side. No word is spoken between the two, seemingly, it makes them feel comfortable. No noises, no screams, no voices who ask them for help. Their job is done from the war and nothing could ever change that.

"Harry, did you hear that? From over there?" Ginny Weasley asked, lifting her head from Harry's shoulder, to look more closely at the flowers. It had seemed that something had been hidden in the flowers.

Harry looked towards Ginny at first; her beautiful red-orange hair glimmered in the sun and her eyes, red; from crying, but that color of her eyes...was shimmering. He shook his head to focus upon the subject that Ginny had brought up. "No need to worry, Gin, it's probably a rabbit or some type of animal." He said leaning his head back upon the bench, closing his eyes.

"Harry Potter...my friend...saved me." Dobby's voice had been heard in his ear, waking up Harry to be faced with...nothing. He turned towards Ginny and she seemed to be looking down at something, a rabbit. So it was a rabbit, but where had Dobby been? "Did you hear that? That voice?" He asked.

Ginny gave him a quizzical look. "Hear what? Are you running a fever?" She asked, putting a hand to his forehead and shaking her head. "No fever." She muttered, confused. The former Gryffindor sighed; he guessed it was normal to be hearing voices after a war that had been going on for so long.

"Are you alright, Harry?" She asked, worried. A rustling of flowers was heard once more and the rabbit had vanished, leaving Harry in his thoughts. "I'm quite fine, Gin." He said nodding, staring at the spot where the rabbit once was.

{I n d e x}
♥ Chapter 1: Voices
♥ Chapter 2: Longing
♥ Chapter 3: Competition
♥ Chapter 4: Amusement
♥ Chapter 5: Heartbeat