Since there was, once again, a plan of not returning to Hogwarts, Harry had to go back to the Dursley's for the absolute last time to collect his things. Harry packed and just as he was about to leave, he heard Aunt Petunia shriek, "Vernon! A baby! Vernon! We're having a baby!"

She sounded so happy that it made Harry want to puke. As vividly horrific images filled Harry's head, he vanished just in time to miss Dudley's agonized scream. Another child would mean less pampering for him.

Still gagging at the thought of his aunt having a baby, Harry arrived in Ron's room and sat on the extra bed. A few minutes later, Hermione hurried in, practically inhaling a sandwich, and handed a ham and cheese to Harry.

"You can't defeat evil dark lords on an empty stomach…eat," Hermione managed to say though her mouth was full of food. And then, Hermione did inhale her sandwich and started choking. Harry stood up, moved behind her and started giving her the Heimlich maneuver. Just then, Ron walked in and saw Harry "humping" Hermione from the back. Hermione gasped and Ron was sickened. He grabbed Harry and punched him many times in the face.

"WHAT….THE BLOODY…HELL…DO YOU…THINK…YOU'RE DOING…TO MY GIRL!" Ron was so mad he could have killed Harry, and he probably would have if he was only a little bit stronger. Being hit repeatedly in the face could do that. Hermione was screaming at Ron to stop and crying hysterically.

"YOU CHEATING ON ME?" Ron barked at Hermione, sitting on top of Harry and ready to punch if he moved.

"Ronald, you pig! Get off of him!" shouted Hermione as she moved towards Ron and shoved him harshly off of Harry. "Oh my God, are you okay?"

Harry was so dizzy, you could never imagine. He was slightly confused because for once, his scar was the only part of his face that didn't hurt. Ron stood up and crossed the room.

"Hermione, I asked if you were cheating on me," Ron said quietly, yet loudly at the same time.

"He was saving my life," Hermione grumbled, helping Harry onto the bed.

Ron's face dropped into one of great sadness. "Is it that bad to be with me?"

Hermione looked at him in disgust. "No, you git! He was giving me the Heimlich maneuver!"

Ron now looked as if he wanted to punch Harry again. "So there's a fancy name for what he was doing to you then!" shouted Ron, apparently, he was still not comprehending the situation. Then he glanced towards the bed and saw the sandwich. "Oh God…….oh God……oh God….." Ron walked over to a corner and sat down. He hid his face in his hands.

Hermione glided over to him. "I could never hurt you like that. Now you need to talk to Harry…"

Ron was dreading this moment, but Hermione left the room and there was complete silence.

"You know you're not doing too well when you beat the crap out of your best mate," Harry said with a slight laugh, putting an end to the awkwardness.

"You're a mess," replied Ron, and judging by the pissed look on Harry's face, it was a mistake.

"It's your ruddy fault!" snapped Harry. He was a mess; his lip and nose were bleeding and his left eye was starting to swell.

"I'm sorry. I thought you were…well…you didn't see what I did…" Ron looked away. Harry considered the point.

"Forget it. I would have done the same thing if it was you and Ginny," Harry said, totally forgetting that Ginny was Ron's sister. Harry looked up and Ron was glaring at him.

"Are you insinuating that I'd get it on with my own sister?"

Harry smirked, "Are you insinuating that you get it on with Hermione?"

Ron turned red, "…No..."

Just as quickly as the argument had stared, it was over, and they walked downstairs.

They were walking towards the kitchen when they heard Hermione telling Mrs. Weasley, "Harry and Ron got in a little fist fight. They're making up now."

Molly gasped, "Is Ron hurt badly?"

"Hey!" said Ron, pretending to be insulted as he walked into the kitchen, closely followed by Harry. "I'll have you know that I was the one doing the beating!"

Mrs. Weasley looked appalled. "Ronald! How many times did you hit him?"

Ron was turning redish again. "A fair amount…" Ron walked up and hugged Hermione. "I'm sorry I doubted you."

"You're still a pig," whispered Hermione, smiling and kissing Ron on the cheek. Ron's thoughts came back to the scene before him. Mrs. Weasley was shouting.

"What were you possibly thinking? You could have seriously hurt Harry. If you ever pull something like this again…You don't even want to know what will happen, Ronald Weasley…I--"

While she was scolding Ron, Mrs. Weasley was fixing Harry up. A moment later, Harry looked infinitely better. The trio set off a while later. Mrs. Weasley was absolutely bawling and Ginny was crying quietly. As Harry walked away from the Weasleys' lovely home, he was accompanied by Ron and Hermione. It felt weird not to be returning to Hogwarts, but it also felt weird when Ginny ruffled his hair, but that didn't always make it a bad thing. As they left the Weasleys' driveway, they Apparated a few miles to shorten the walking distance, and then decided to walk for a bit.

"So," said Harry, trying to start a conversation, "Godric's Hollow…Any idea where it is?" The trio stopped moving. No one spoke for a while. Harry finally broke the silence. "So you mean we don't know where we're going?"

"Looks like it," replied Ron. So they kept moving.

"Why, may I ask, are we walking when all three of us can Apparate?" Harry asked.

They had only a second to think about this when Hermione said, "Well that's obvious, isn't it? If we Apparate everywhere, we'll get fat from lack of exercise. Haven't you seen Americans these days? They're either fat, or don't eat and are too skinny."

Ron whispered in Hermione's ear, "You're very sexy when you're smarter than me," and Hermione giggled.

Harry sensed a snog session and hit Ron on the back of the head to prevent it. If only he had Ginny. Then Harry could ignore Ron and Hermione and start a snog session of his own with Ginny. And suddenly, she was there. She was running down the road towards Harry. She finally reached him and Ginny leaned in and kissed Harry. It was an interesting moment for Harry. He wasn't sure whether he was happy she was there or not. But it was really Ginny!

"I had to come with you!" Ginny said breathlessly. Harry was still recovering from the fact that Ginny was with him, that all he could handle was a stupid look and a nod of his head.

Ron walked over and shouted, "Who do you think you are, coming over here, following us on a secret mission and snoging my best mate?" He turned to Harry, "And you! What are you doing? Trying to suffocate her?"

Ginny whipped around, not allowing Harry any time to answer Ron. "I do believe I am his girlfriend!" she snapped, glaring at Ron.

"Ha! No you're not! He broke up with you at Hogwarts a few months ago!" Ron had a point.

Ginny pondered this for a moment, thought of a comeback and shouted at Ron, "Alright! Fine then! I'm his friend with LOTS of benefits! At least we didn't start dating when we were dead drunk!"

Hermione looked pissed off. "Excuse me! But I was not drunk! Besides, my hair smelled too good to ruin it with the stench of beer," Hermione said, looking very triumphant.

Ron looked up and smiled, "I was drunk…" and he looked back down.

"Well, if all you two are going to do is shout, then we might as well keep moving while you argue!" Hermione turned on her toes and started moving on without the others. Ron, Harry and Ginny caught up with Hermione and continued on their way.

"Ginny, does your mum know you're here?" asked Harry

"No. She had her eyes closed while she gave birth…" retorted Ginny sarcastically.

Harry smiled, "I'm serious!"

Ginny tried to look innocent. "Well…not exactly. I popped out while she was blowing her nose."

Hermione turned to face her. "Hang on…how did you follow us? We Apparated a few miles. You can't Apparate yet."

Ginny rubbed her hand along her hip without even knowing it and then looked at Hermione to answer her question. "I grabbed on to Ron."

Ron went completely pale. "You grabbed on to me! I thought that was Hermione!"

Ginny shot a disgusted look over at Ron. "Do you do that to her, you git?"

Ron turned from pale to red so quickly that a boiling lobster would be jealous. "It was a first…" mumbled Ron as he started walking away. Apparently he was finished with this discussion. Harry glanced over at Ginny. She didn't notice it, but she was instinctively rubbing her hand up and down her hip as if to disinfect it.

The four of them walked for about ten minutes in silence. For some reason, he wanted to be away from the others for a while. It probably had something to do with the fact that he was going to visit the place of his parents' deaths, but who's to say?

Harry wandered off ahead of the others. They thankfully stayed behind. Before Harry could think of anything else, his foot caught on a small rock and he fell flat on his face. His forehead was searing in pain and it had nothing to do with his scar. Both his hands flew to his face and he was lying on the ground, groaning from the throbbing in his forehead.

Harry sensed the others running towards him. Through his watering eyes, he saw Ginny kneel down right beside him; Hermione and Ron were standing close with their wands drawn.

"Harry…" Ginny moaned as if she was so worried that she had no voice left.

"What's wrong Harry? Is he close?" asked Ron, trying to hide the worry in his voice.

The pain in his head was easing, so he gently massaged his forehead while sitting up. "Chill out, guys. I tripped and I hit my head. Voldemort won't be attacking us any time soon."

Ginny was crying, "You scared me so badly that I could have given birth right there!" Everyone stared at her. She stopped crying immediately. "Er…it's an expression?"

The others looked at each other and shrugged. The look clearly said, 'We know Harry's scar affects his brain, but what's her excuse?'

A/N: Well, that's it for now. I hope you liked it. I am working on chapter three as we speak. Please review.