"I bet he'll have some great stories," Ginny replied, glad she could at least help with a suggestion like that. Then Ginny grew quiet again, watching Harry in comfortable silence as he sifted through the time capsule and put it all back inside the box. At his absentminded suggestion, a smile curved up her lips as she replied enthusiastically, "I think that would be brilliant, I'd love to do that with you. We'd have to think about it for a little bit, figure out what we wanted to put in, yeah?" But she really liked the idea of them doing that, doing it together, something his parents had done too.
Obliviously to what Harry was doing, Ginny just sat quietly beside him and then tilted her head back as he climbed to his feet. Taking his hand, she let him pull her up and gave him a smile. "Sure. Actually, there's something you should see before the graveyard. It's right there, though." She probably wasn't making sense, so Ginny just shook her head and laced her fingers in his.
Quietly she led him back down the lane towards the town square, where the obelisk stood in the center of town. "Here," she finally murmured, tugging him gently forward, "Mum said you had to get close to see it." She brought him around towards the front and slowly closer and finally, before their eyes, the obelisk transformed. In it's place was a statue, Harry's parents with baby Harry in their laps, a monument to their last stand. And again, Ginny felt her eyes sting with tears. "See?"