On http://okipatrick.wordpress.com/ it was suggested that we all write the last paragraph of Harry Potter Book 7. Here is what I submitted.
It was snowing that winter, the Potters decided to go the Burrow for Christmas. It had been so long since they had been back.
“Do you think Percy has arrived,” asked Harry lugging the basket which held his gleaming baby.
Ginny smiled,” I hope so, it’s been too long. We should move closer.”
“Yes,” Harry hesitated. “It’s just this place brings back so many memories.”
“Yeah.” They had both stopped at this point and looked at the Burrow. “It doesn’t look the same.”
“I know what you mean.” Harry responded. “The old Burrow felt more like home.”
She grasped his hand and led him to the door. Ginny had caught a glimpse of her mother in the window. Miss Weasley was excited to see them and the baby. Before Ginny and Harry could get through the door she rushed and grabbed the basket.
Ginny and Harry smiled at each other. They could hear Bill and Percy arguing about politics and could see Percy decorating what seemed to be a Christmas tree.
Harry was glad to see that everyone had made it for Christmas, maybe the Burrow had been rebuilt but it could be home. Everything was on its way to being back to normal. There was only one thing burning, his scar.
