Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the characters and alas, not even the universe. Emense praise goes to JKR who does own this and who created it. I'm merely sharing what I think should/may happen inside her universe while we wait to see what really does.

A/N: This is my first fanfic. I've read about a million of them so I apologize if I use your ideas because I've read so many of them that all jumble together after a while. Thanks for reading and I love reviews

Warning: I you haven't read the other HP books then I suggest you close this window, turn off your computer, go to the store and buy the books, then sit down and read them! When your finished with that, then you may read this, but please, not before then, it's just not right. SO GET READING!

Harry Potter awoke with a start and lay on his bed deep in thought. He needed to stop having this dream, but he didn't know if that was possible. He didn't know why he continuously had the same dream night after night, but what ever the reason was, it was there. Frustrated Harry kicked his bed post but immediately wished he hadn't as the pain shot up his leg.

Harry's reoccurring dream had nothing to do with visions of Voldemort or his Death Eaters. In this dream Harry was rushing down a corridor at Hogwarts, not trying to outrun Mrs. Norris or Filch or any of the teachers but to meet someone. As his dream self was running down the corridor he felt a sense of urgency to get to where ever it was he was going. He new he was late and that she was going to be very upset (As to who this she is, he wasn't quite sure). He slowed down as neared McGonagall's office, but instead of entering the office, he walked to the painting directly across from it and said "Ginny." To his surprise the painting swung open and revealed Ginny Weasley sitting at a desk surrounded by what appeared to be a wide array of books, defense objects, and potions ingredients. As Harry entered the room, Ginny appeared to radiate anger. She stood up to say something to him, but the dream shifted to a graveyard. It wasn't like the one the night of the Third Task, it was more inviting and oddly welcoming. Harry looked at the headstone in front of him and saw written in the stone were the words, "Harry James Potter, Loving Husband, Died Protecting Those He Loved."

This was the fourth night in a week he had seen his own headstone in the graveyard and he'd had it. How come I keep having the same damn dream? He thought to himself. I need to talk to someone. I can't close up like last year, I don't think Ron and Hermione can handle it. Nor can anyone who will have to be around me next year. But, the problem is, who do I talk to? I don't think Ron and Hermione are good choices because I know what their reactions will be and I can't handle that yet. But, What about Ginny, I mean she must be in my dreams for a reason. But I don't think Ginny can get here on her own, so she needs and adult to bring her. What about Professor Lupin?

Harry got out of bed, wincing slightly at the weight on his injured foot. He hastily scribbled a note to Professor Lupin, but instead of sending with Hedwig, he knew of a faster way to get it to Lupin and Ginny, send it with a person in direct access to them: Nymphadora Tonks.

Harry knew that Tonks was on duty tonight guarding him and Mad-Eye would be there in the morning. It had been like that for past few weeks. Most everyone assumed he was holed up in room brooding and grieving for Sirius while Dumbledore thought he was contemplating the prophecy. What they didn't know, was that he was reading up on his classes and studying, trying to find out what he could about combat, duels, and prolonging life. While taking breaks during his studying he was watching the people who were watching him and it didn't take him very long to discover their schedule.

Harry glanced out the window and saw the bushes rustling. He knew immediately where Tonks was hiding as there was no wind, so there could only be so many reasons the bushes would rustle. Harry grabbed Lupin's note and headed down the stairs, as silently as possible. He opened the back door and walked into the backyard, heading for the bush he saw rustling from his window. As he approached, the bush began to sway and soon Tonks stood in front of him.

"Harry, how did you know I was here? What are you doing up this late?" Tonks asked with a very worried expression on her face.

"Nice to finally see you Tonks. I need to you to give this to Lupin before Mad-Eye's watch tomorrow, it is very important. It's not like a vision or something, but it will become a matter of life or death eventually. I also need to you to tell him the girl in the letter is Ginny Weasley, he'll understand. Please tell him to hurry."

A/N: I know this chapter isn't very long. I had orginally combined the first two, but that seemed too long. I promise to make an effort at elongating the chapters from now on. I hoped you like the beginning, yes I know it's just the beginning and there's lots of room for improvement.