Chapter 1: Parcels Packed With Love

It was another less than ordinary day at Number Four Privet Drive. Harry had returned for the few short weeks leading up to his seventeenth birthday, just as Professor Dumbledore had requested. The Dursleys were more distant than was their usual, even when Harry was in the same room when something broke down or didn't act normal. For Harry, this was a good thing, seeing as this meant that he was being left alone, for the most part. About a week after arriving at the Dursley's, Harry had sent Hedwig to deliver two letters for him. One went to Ron and the other to Hermione. Both letters said exactly the same thing.

How's your holiday going?

Wish you could have come here sooner.

Looking forward to leaving on the thirty-first.

Harry

Harry had started out waiting for a reply from either of his friends, but gave up after about a week and a half. He figured that they were both too busy to answer.

Harry looked at his calendar, today was July the twenty-seventh. "Only four days and I'll be well shot of the Dursleys", he thought. It was just then that Harry heard a clicking noise against his window. He turned to see that Ron's owl, Pig, was waiting to deliver what appeared to be a rather large parcel (well rather large for him). Harry rushed over to the window, tripping over his trunk on the way, and opened it to allow Pig in. Once inside, Pig waited, more patiently than usual for once, for Harry to relieve him of his burden. As soon as Harry had removed the parcel, Pig flew over to Hedwig's cage to wait.

Harry opened the box to find that there was about a dozen of every kind of wizarding sweet piled inside, with three letters sitting on top. The first letter Harry opened was from Ron.

Harry,

Holiday's going as well as it could with mum planning a wedding.

We will be out to see you very soon.

Ron.

Harry smiled at this, knowing that Mrs. Weasley was most likely beside herself, even though the wedding was three weeks off yet. Harry next picked up the second letter, which was from Hermione.

Harry,

I'm really sorry I had not written you sooner, I've been really busy.

Ron told me that he was sending you this package, so I wrote this to send with it.

I am well, but the holiday's been a drag.

I am coming with Ron to see you.

See you very soon.

Love,

Hermione

This letter made Harry smile even wider. His two best friends were coming to see him, and very soon at that. Harry, then, decided to read the last letter. His heart fell as he recognized Ginny's neat, pretty handwriting.

My dearest Harry,

I understand why you wanted to break up with me at Professor Dumbledore's funeral.

I want you to know something, though, before you come here.

I love you with all of my heart and soul.

I meant it when I said that I didn't care about what Voldemort could do to me if he found out about us.

I am willing to take that risk, if it means that we are together.

I don't know what the future holds for either of us, but I do know I can't imagine a future without you by my side.

I am asking you to think about this;

No matter how long I have to wait, no matter what the distance, you will be in my heart.

Please think about that, I want you to tell me what you thought when you get here.

I love you more than you know,

Gin

Harry reread Ginny's letter four times before it hit him. "I've given up the one person I love", he thought. As the night went on things got worse. Despite his best efforts, Harry still couldn't get Ginny off his mind.