Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry felt different these days, now that the Dark Lord had been vanquished and his Death Eaters and other followers had gone into hiding. Everything seemed so much calmer and less stressful now, despite the fact that it was still a school. Ginny's guess was that the professors were trying to be kind towards the students, giving them time to grieve and get over the traumatic battle that so many brave souls had been lost in, hence the fact that there wasn't much homework being assigned just yet. For Ginny, it was a bit strange to have so much free time at school considering the work load that was usually assigned from the first days of classes to the last. Not to mention the added strain of NEWTS in the case of Ginny and her fellow seventh years. Well, at least they could all relax for a bit and bask in the fact that the professors were being incredibly lax for the time being.

In Ginny's opinion, everything about the wizarding world had changed. Not only were people living in less fear than they had been for the last few years, but now it seemed that the world was sort of uniting as one, helping each other to pick up the shattered pieces of their world and glue them back together in a new way, making a new world. It was nice to see people who would have never spoken or associated with each other before were finally forgetting their differences and working together to re-build, and enjoy, the new world that they had lived to see. A world without evil lurking around every dark corner, ready to strike, was an amazing change, and Ginny was glad that she was still alive to be able to see it. It was moments like this, however, when Ginny thought of the fallen, family and friends of those who had survived, who would never see the new world in action. People like Fred, Lupin, Tonks, Mad-Eye, Sirius, and many others. They were all people that Ginny looked up too, and kept deep within her heart so that she would have a piece of each of her lost loved ones to hold on too. With their memories locked deep within her, Ginny felt as if they hadn't died, and viewed the new world as a tribute to the fallen to remind every one about the people who had bravely given their lives to make the world the way it was now. That just meant that none of them had died in vain.

Ginny was one of those students who, like Hermione, strived for success in all aspects of her life, especially when it came to school. People like her brother Ron, who had only survived through school because Hermione had been nice enough to help him out, irked the seventeen year old a bit, though she had enough self-control to keep her annoyance in check. Another thing that irked her was when people put forth only a partial effort and didn't work as hard as some of their fellow classmates and sometimes still ended up with the same results as those who actually put effort in. Ginny could not count the number of times that she had witnessed a situation like that. It just didn't seem fair, and she knew that she wasn't the only one who found those situations annoying and frustrating. There were also those occassions when one student would do something to make the professor angry, resulting in the entire class having to pay for it; now those situations were frustrating and took all of Ginny's self-control to keep from lashing out. Instead, she would just bite her lower lip and try to ignore the annoyance rising within her.

These were the thoughts going through the young woman's mind as she wondered through the library, attempting to find something to read that would hold her attention long enough to make her feel entertained. Hogwarts was pretty boring without having Ron, Harry and Hermione there, and though Ginny had other friends in her own year that she enjoyed spending time with, she found most of the remaining students rather dull and immature. Or, at least, not people that she would willingly spend time with. Scanning the lower shelves of the row that she was currently standing in, Ginny's brown eyes came across a space in the row of books and peeked through just in time to see a pair of familiar blue eyes, radish earrings, and pale blonde hair looking back at her. Obviously startled, Ginny watched as the girl fell backwards and ran to the other side of the bookcase to help her up. "Sorry Luna!" she said, extending her hand to help her friend to her feet. "Are you alright?"