Harry's point of view

There always seemed to be something in the way of my life. First it was my parent's deaths, then it was the Dursley's. All through school it was different forms of Voldemort. Now, Voldemort's gone and there is one red-head in his place of making me question my future.

I had always wanted to be an auror, that is as soon as I learned what they did. I had the option of going on to be an auror all I had to do was choose not to go back to school.

Hermione wanted me to go back with her, but Ron wanted me to go on with him.

Then there was Ginny.

Even though she was still mad at me, I was pretty sure she wanted me to go back with her. As the new Headmistress, Mcgonnagal needed to know who was going back to complete their 7th year.

Hermione had sent her affirmation right away, Ron had said no just as quickly. I had waited until the last day to decide.

I wanted Ginny to come and talk to me. I knew that I would do whatever she told me to, or even if she just implied that she wanted me there with her.

I was currently laying on my bed thinking. I was just getting to the part of my inner debate that was always the same, when I heard a nock on the door.

"Come in", I didn't know who it was so I didn't know if I wanted to talk with them or not. I was not expecting Molly to be the one to step inside.

FLASHBACK

Harry was sitting at the kitchen table in the Burrow, "Mrs. Weasley, could yo-" He was interrupted with a sigh and a sharp look.

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Molly?" She was trying her very best to look stern, and her look would have caused any of her children to whither. Harry though, he knew full well that she couldn't get upset with him.

"Right sorry, Molly? Could you pass me the potatoes?" This happened to Harry and Hermione so many times in the first month after the war, that they eventually gave in.

END FLASHBACK

"I was just wondering if you had decided whether or not you were going back to school." She seemed extremely nervous which was not at all like her. I guess she just doesn't want to make me uncomfortable.

I sighed. I really had no idea what I wanted to do. Normally in this situation you would ask your parents what you should do, or they would just tell you what you had to do. The only problem with that for me was that I didn't have parents. But I did have the Weasleys. They had practically adopted me. "I really have to idea what I want to do." I confessed.

It felt really good to finally tell someone that. Ron and Hermione had both tried to convince me to join them, but they didn't really offer any advice.

Molly looked at me like she had expected that, but she still didn't like to hear it. She came over and sat next to me. I was looking down so she took my shoulders and hugged me to her. I don't know if I've ever had an experience like this. But I did know that I wanted to have more.

I don't know what broke inside of me, but I started to cry. Molly just stayed their and tried to comfort me. I think that with some deep mom sense she knew why I was crying before I did.

I missed my parents

That's normal. I've always missed my parents. There are so many things that everyone else takes for granted that I wish I could have just for a day. That's when I realized that I might just have some of those experiences. I had had Sirius, he had done everything he possibly could for me. I had Remus, he had done more for me than even I had realized until that very moment. I had everyone in the order, all of those who had died and all of those who hadn't. I had Dumbledore, he might not have told me everything, but he had still done so much for me. But most of all, I had the Weasleys and Hermione. They had all, more or less, abdopted me that was more than I could have ever expected.

"Thank you." That was all that I could say through my tears. My sight was so blurry, even though I still had my glasses on that I didn't notice Ginny coming to the door and looking in. Molly gave a just noticeable shake of her head. Ginny quietly closed the door and continued on her way.

"Harry, you need to understand that all of us are always going to be there for you. No matter what you think or what you do. We are your family." She smiled then. She had thought of Harry as her son since he had first come to her house looking like he had been starved. "We will continue to be you family, even once you get sick of us."

That made me start to laugh. I had always heard about teens being sick of their parents for always putting their noses into their kids business. I had always wanted that and guess I just hadn't realized that I had had it for years. I had never once taken the Weasleys for granted, I just hadn't connected all of their habits to them considering me as part of their family.