The beginning of a great summer.

It was a warm sunny day with hardly and breeze. Many people were in the local parks and local pools as everyone wanted to enjoy the good weather. Nearly everyone was up and doing something, all except one person lying in a heap on his bed. Curtains closed, lights off, lying in total darkness apart from the little bit of light shining in from the under the bottom of the door.

This person was none other than Harry Potter. He was hoping by lying in the dark no-one would bother him and all his problems would go away. Unfortunately this was not the case. A soft moan came from the boy. Then another, and another this one slightly louder than before. If you looked closely straining your eyes to see through the darkness Harry was restless and slowly tossing.

He was having a nightmare. A regular occurrence for the past week. But this was no ordinary nightmare. This nightmare was being witnessed by none other than Ginny Weasley.

Both people unaware they were sharing a dream at different ends of the country. Both screamed as one and sat bolt upright.

Harry got up and moved slowly out of his room. He quickly and quietly made his way to the bathroom in number four Privet Drive.

Ginny however sat quietly sobbing. Someone came to her doorway and opened the door slowly walking towards Ginny. The person sat down causing her to jump. She flung her arms around their neck.

'Oh Ron,' She said still sobbing, but more openly now.

'Shhhh, Gin Gin it's okay,' Ron sat saying soothing words of comfort while stroking her hair.

Slowly her sobbing started to subside, until her breathing became regular and rhythmic. Ron moved the now sleeping Ginny further under her covers and tucked her into sleep. He then sat beside her masking sure she stayed sleeping nightmare free. It was early and bright outside but Ron sat with his sister to keep her safe.

Back in Privet Drive Harry was now showered and sitting on his bed. He was mentally debating whether or not to do something or not. He was about to decide not when a tapping noise was heard on the window behind the drawn curtains. Harry hastily got up and pulled back the curtain, squinting at the light as he opened the window. The bird flew in and landed beside Hedwig's cage. Pig perched on the perch beside the cage fidgeting at first with Hedwig's cage than the perch itself.

Harry took off the letter, while turning it over to reveal Ron's messy scrawl. Harry quickly ripped open the letter and read over it.

Dear Harry

Harry mate Im worried about Ginny. She is having nightmares. She wakes up screaming and crying. She wont tell any of us what she is dreaming about. Harry mum says we will pick you up on Thursday at 12 noon. Back to Ginny though. Harry you understand what she is going through. Please help her Harry I need my sis back, even if she is moody. Have you talked to Hermione lately? She said she will come to the burrow at the end of the summer as she is spending some time with her family.

Harry folded up the letter and put it under the loose floor board. He looked at the clock noticing it was mid morning. Harry lay back down on the bed and fell into a peaceful and well dissevered sleep when…..

'Boy!' was shouted up the stairs by a voice that resembled a fog horn.

Harry shot up instantly and ran downstairs. His uncle was standing in the living room with a red face eyeing Ron and his father Arthur.

'You ready mate?' Ron asked.

Harry stood rooted to the spot for a minute when all of a sudden his brain clicked into gear, 'You're not due 'til Thursday,' He stated.

'Today is Thursday Harry,' Arthur said.

Harry looked at Arthur with a confused look on his face, 'Oh right, Give me a minute to pack and ill be right back.' He ran off upstairs Ron following at a slower pace. Leaving behind Mr Weasley who was eyeing the television with a look of wanting to play and experiment.

Upstairs Harry was shoving everything into his trunk that was lying open in the middle of his bedroom floor. Everything was piled high so when Harry tried to close the lid it would not shut. He bounced up and down a few seconds squashing the contents a little until he took a running jump at the lid and the lid finally closed down. He hooked the latch and slid off the top of the trunk.

Ron Started to talk to Harry, 'Harry mate can you talk to Ginny I know I sent a letter asking but I wanted to make sure you would do it for me. Will you help Ginny Harry,' a little more desperately he said, ' I need my sis back Harry.'

Harry looked up to see Ron's face filled with emotion his ears slightly red with the embarrassment at having to ask Harry but hoping all the same he would help him. His eyes showing emotion Harry rarely saw in Ron's eyes.

Harry patted Ron on the back. Ron in turn gave Harry a brotherly hug. 'I will don't worry.' Harry assured Ron.

'Come on boys!' Arthur called.

Both boys appeared at the top of the stairs slowly descending until Arthur shrank the trunk and placed in it his pocket. Allowing the boys to move ore freely and quickly down the stairs.

Arthur pulled out an old newspaper glancing at Harry as he did so, 'Sorry Harry only way to travel safely.' Arthur let out a sigh and signalled for both boys to take a hold of the newspaper. A familiar pulling on his navel announced the activation of the portkey and an instant later they were in the middle of the Weasley kitchen.

In the middle of the kitchen Mrs Weasley stopped her washing up and without delay grabbed Harry into a famous-bone-crushing-motherly hug.

'Mum! GEROFF! Mum Harry cant breathe!' Ron shouted at his mother as she hugged the living daylights out of Harry.

She slowly drew back, 'Sorry dear long time no see. Your looking awfully pale and thin dear. What have those muggles being feeding you?' Mrs Weasley started walking off towards the kitchen murmuring about getting food for Harry and how she was going to fatten him up.

Inside the kitchen Mrs Weasley bustled around getting sandwiches made for Harry, Ron and Arthur.

Arthur grabbed a sandwich before saying, ' I'll be back later Molly dear. Im away I have a desk full of papers to get through before I can get any supper.' He apperated with a loud POP!.

Soon enough the plate was empty except for a few crumbs. Harry sat back in the chair and took of his glasses rubbing his eyes, replacing the glasses back on, 'Thanks I really needed that.' He got up and stretched, 'Do you mind if I go and have a nap. Im rather tired after that,' He said through a little chuckle.

'Off you go dears,' Mrs Weasley said as she cleared away the dishes with a flick of her wand.

Harry and Ron picked up all of Harry's belongings and took them to Ron's eyesore of s somewhat orange Chudley Cannons bedroom. They walked in and set down the trunk and Hedwig's cage.

Harry turned to Ron, ' Do you mind if I find Ginny first?' Ron nodded to say he didn't mind and flopped down on his bed staring contently at his posters.

'Ron where is her room?' Harry asked shyly.

'One floor down mate you cant miss her door its pink.' Ron rolled his eyes then went back to looking at his posters.

Harry left the room and headed down one flight of stairs. On this floor there were only three doors. Two on the left and one on the right. Harry walked along until he came to a door painted pink with a name painted on it ever so delicately. 'Ginny' was written in neat curly sloping writing surrounded by a few flowers. Harry assumed this was her room, lifting his hand he lightly knocked on her door.

Ginny sat inside her room finishing some summer homework. A light knock on the door interrupted her thoughts. She got up and went over to the door puzzled. No-one in this house knocked her door so as she approached she only opened the door a thin crack to reveal none other that Harry standing at her door way. She flushed a little after seeing who it was and opened the door more so Harry could see into her room.

'Ron's room is upstairs Harry.' Ginny said with a smirk on her face.

Harry couldn't believe how beautiful Ginny looked. Her hair was really long and flowed down her back in flowing curls. It was the most interesting colours of red. There were so many colours in her hair he couldn't stop looking at her and her curls. Harry could only think of one word to describe Ginny at that moment - 'Angel'.

'Earth to Harry!' She waved her arm in front of his face.

'I was wanting to talk to you actually. But er.. doesn't matter…' He turned to walk away when Ginny started to speak. Damn Ive been caught admiring the view and it isn't too bad a view either. Is heaven missing an angel? Get a grip Harry thought.

'Come on in then silly!' She giggled a bit and grabbed his hand pulling him into the room and shutting the door.

Harry uncomfortably stood inside her room looking around and taking in her prettily painted room with randomly placed paintings hanging on her walls. Although he had been coming here for almost 6 years now he had never been inside or had the privilege to see Ginny's room. It was really pretty.

Harry looked to find Ginny sitting on her bed legs crossed patting a space beside her indicating Harry to sit beside her. He walked awkwardly approaching the bed and sat down.