Book Seven: The Deathly Hallows

“It may as well be! She's fancied you since she met you!” At this, Harry fell silent. He knew that marriage was a long ways off when his life wasn't even long enough to last another day. However, the thought of Ginny in a white dress standing next to a tall, faceless man didn't bring as much grief as he would have thought to his mind. They were young. The one thing that was bothering him was that the faceless man had a future. Had a long awaiting future while Harry's was in an impending battle of life or death against Voldemort. -My take on Book Seven. I hope you enjoy.