Disclaimer: J.K Rowling owns everything 'cept my imagination and this story!

Summery: Harry ends up alone once again. Bu this time everyone around him has someone to be with except him. Ron is with Hermione and going for their 3rd. Draco is with Cho. And Ginny, well she would never like Harry (so Harry thinks). So wile staying at the Weaslys' Harry decides to…. Well you'll find out. Enjoy!


"Why? Why, why, why? Why did it have to be him? Why didn't he tell what he was going to be doing? Why didn't I figure it out before? Why, why, why, why?" Harry says as he stands over Sirius's grave. "Why?"

"What'll I do now? I was living on the streets even when Sirius was alive. I don't have anymore school left. I suppose I could get a job there. But wouldn't the kids be afraid of me, after all, I did kill the dark lord. Besides even if I did go back to Hogwarts, what would I do during the summer? Too many questions, maybe I should just go to sleep. I'll find out what to do with my life then. Yeah that's it. Then," Harry says as he curls up beside a tree. And off to slumber land he goes.


"Harry are you OK? Harry? HARRY!" Molly Weasly shouts as she tries to waken Harry Potter. "Harry are you in there?" she says as she knocks on his head.

"I'm awake! I'm awake! What is it you want? Don't you know it's rude awaken a sleeping man! Now if you please I would like to go back to sleep!" And with that Harry closes his eyes and tries to relax. But who could relax with seven people (Molly Weasly, Author Weasly, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Ginny) staring at you? "Now what?" Harry says rather rudely.

"You know mum, he still must be depressed over Sirius's death. Sirius was like a dad to him cause he never knew his dad," Ginny tells her mother matter-of-factly.

"Yes well, even if he is depressed, that doesn't mean he has to stave himself, never change his cloths, and never eat a good meal! The boy has to go on with life even in the worst of times," Molly says to her daughter.

"Well why don't we ask Harry about what we should do with his life," Author suggests.

"Well Harry? What's it gonna be?" Fred and George say together.

"I don't fucking care what you do with me! Just wherever your going to put me, leave me there, so I can be alone for a while!" Harry says putting as much attitude as he can in his sentence.

So the Weaslys head to their truck with Harry following. They all drive to the Weaslys house where Harry stays in one of the Weaslys guest bedrooms. He lies down on his rental bed and takes a nap. He slept through lunch and dinner. And doesn't come out for breakfast the next morning. Molly was getting worried about Harry's health so at breakfast that morning she asked anyone if they wanted to bring Harry anything to eat.

"Sorry mum," Ron explains. "I have to go to work. Those potions won't make themselves you know as he rushes out the door.

"I have to get down to the office. I'm already late," Fred says.

"Me too!" George says.

"You know this is the time I go down to work sweet pea! I'll do it some other time," Author says walking out the door.

"Well what about you Ginny? What's your excuse?" Molly says as if she already knew the answer.

"Well my day off is today so I guess I could take it up to him," Ginny says as if she was doing the biggest favor in the world.

"Oh thank you Neal Armstrong (not dissing Armstrong cause he is cool!) this is very nice of you!" Molly says with as much sarcasm in her voice as humanly possible.

Ginny takes the tray with the food on it and heads upstairs. She knocks on the door and after not hearing an answer she opens it.

"Hey ever heard of knocking?" Harry says grumpy from being woken up.

"I did you dimwit. Now eat this food before my mum gets mad," Ginny replies.

"Well you didn't have to be rude about it. And I'm fine food wise. So if you'll just let me sleep my life away everything will be just fine, OK?" Harry then says.

"You know, you really should eat the food. My mother made it just for you. So I advise you to eat the food before she gets really pissed off, OK? Ginny says mimicking Harry.

"No."

"Just EAT THE DAMN FOOD!" Ginny says shouting a little.

"Well you didn't need to get all bitchy now did you?" Harry said taking the tray from Ginny. "That will be all thank you. You can go now."

"What so now I'm your maid girl?"

"Let us relapse, alright. You give me food on a tray. You brought me to this room. And you said yourself that you made the bed. So who's my little maid girl?" Harry said obviously making fun of her. Unfortunately, it was his mistake. Here she was a 20 year old young woman, being made fun of by a man who had just been sleeping the last 26 hours. So they tumbled for a few minutes. Then Harry gave in to her.

"Well, I think you've discovered that I'm no maid girl at all right?" Ginny said panting a little.

"You're really obsessed with this maid girl image I created aren't you?" Harry said provoking her again.

"Don't make me hit you again!" Ginny said.

"OK, OK just don't come over here!" Then they bothed just laughed. Whether it was because of the silliness of them fighting, or the just the fact they were in a mood swinging mood. Whatever the case they couldn't stop laughing.

"Ginny? Ginny what's taking you so long? Your not making out with him are you? Well Ginny? Are you?" Molly calls up the stairs. Ginny's face turns bright red. So does Harry's. Harry picks up the spoon and begins to eat his oatmeal. Ginny rushes out the door and stumbles on her way down the stairs.

"Now Ginny, I have told you many times not to run down the stairs! And now what do you do? You disobey me! And, you still haven't answered my question. Were you making out with Harry? You know Dumbledore will never stand for this. Neither will Lupin. And if Sirius was alive," At that Molly was cut off by a very agitated Ginny.

"Mom, for starters, if Sirius was alive then Harry wouldn't be here. And I wasn't making out with Harry. Besides, even if I was, I'm 20 and he's 22! I am a big girl! I can stand on my own two feet! So can Harry! He fought and defeated the Dark Lord for chirst's sake! And because Harry is a big boy (I know, that sounded really wrong! Just deal with it!) he should be able to take care of himself! And that includes against Dumbledore! So please don't embarrass me the way you did right now!" Ginny said as calmly as she could.

"Don't start with me young lady!" Molly warned.

"What did I just say? I said that I am a big girl now, I can stand on my own two feet! I am now young lady. Besides ladies are old and young is well young," Ginny states.

"You still live at home! So obviously you can't stand on your feet. Or else you wouldn't be here, now would you?" Molly says her voice getting louder with every word.

"I can't stand you! You know perfectly well why I'm here right now! But no, you go and shove it right in my face! I hate you!" Ginny says as she storms up to her room. As she walks though her door, a boy, under an invisibility cloak winces as Ginny slams her door. You know who that boy is. It is none other than Harry James Potter. Thinking. That's all just thinking.

'Hmmm. From what I heard Ginny denied making out with me which of course is the truth, but then afterwards she said Besides, even if we were making out….. which made it unclear of what really went on in my guest room. Hmmm indeed. Does that mean Ginny likes me likes me? She was kind of flirting with me in there. Or maybe I was the one who started flirting with her. Hmmm. So if she did like me like me, then what was all that about her having to stay here. Ginny would never do drugs. And she would never become a prostitute. Was Ginny raped? What happened?' Harry sits right were he was sitting when he was spying on Ginny and Molly. Thinking. Just thinking.


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