"You could always use my cloak, Ginny" Harry spoke while lifting the invisibility cloak. I shook my head slowly. "What's that grin for?"

"What grin?" I replied, while glancing up to stare into his green eyes. A month ago I would have thought a person mad for even thinking that Harry would be my boyfriend. Not that I did not want to go out with him, but the impossibility of it had just seemed overwhelming.

"The smile that makes me wonder what evil you're planning."

"Nothing evil, Harry." I laughed. "But having the cloak will spoil the fun."

"I thought the fun was in leaping out of some tower to drop a few hundred feet."

"It's part of it, yes. But getting to the place from where to jump is the rest."

He gave a nervous laugh. "So it's down to the thrill of the chase." A hand ran through his hair. "What if Snape catches you? You'll be in detention for a month. At Least!"

I tried my best to not cringe at the thought of scrubbing cauldrons and floors coated in greasy potions. "So it does worry you?"

"Of course!" I argued. "But that's the whole point; to get out, to do something, to conquer our fears."

He sighed, probably not fully understanding my frustrations. "I suppose."

I wanted to say more, but the door to the Room of Requirements opened and a group of students poured into the room. There were fewer than I had been expecting, and all of them Gryffindors.

"Should've known the other houses weren't brave enough," I whispered angrily so only Harry could hear.

"No, the others just aren't stupid enough for a prank like this." Harry coughed and I punched him on the shoulder. He gave a mock glare, but his eyes glinted with slight amusement. He gave a deep bow before moving off the small podium usually used for the DA to join the group.

I straightened my back, took a deep breath, and began. "You all know what we're here for." I hoped my voice sounded more confident than I felt. Harry, standing at the back, gave a wide smile. My spirits lifted tenfold. The others nodded slightly. "Good." I turned and a map of Hogwarts appeared. It showed all the corridors, the ones highlighted in red were patrolled the most and the colours gradually changed to green in places rarely visited by teachers or prefects. I pointed my wand at a few pulsing dots. "These are our designated targets for the evening." A single dot pulsed a bit brighter, my name appeared beside it.

"Blimey, Ginny." I turned to see Ron, mouth hanging open. "Are you…" He blinked. "You're barking mad you know… blimey"

I smiled triumphantly. "You of all people should know, Ron."

With a wave of my wand, names began to appear alongside each of the dots. "I would've started today with a lesson in safety, technique and all that." Some head's dropped. "But you all know which end of a broom is which so we'll ignore all that." I glared at each witch and wizard. "Just keep it safe this week." They all grinned and clapped their hands together eagerly. "No feet scrapping along the grass or flying down corridors or weaving through pillars." I gave my best Weasley glare, honed by years of being at the receiving end of my mother's stare. The group flinched, even Harry turned a bit pale. "The point of today's exercise is to make it to our designated points and to perform a clean and successful jump." Somewhere during my talk my hands had clasped themselves behind my back. "Did I make myself clear?"

"Yes!" They all shouted in return. "No foolish stunts, just a clean jump."

"Exactly," I spun on my heels and began to outline the plan of attack for the group's first night.

An hour later saw Harry and I huddled in a dark corner, both of us clutched a broom in one hand. I studied the corridor, but his attention was on the map before him. "Are you sure you want to be doing this?" Harry whispered. My glare silenced any further objections. His hands rose defensively. "Right, just giving you a chance to back out."

"Have any of the others?"

His head shook faintly. "Ron has reached his point and holding station. The rest are still dodging and weaving between the various prefects and professors."

"Anyone been caught?"

"No, but Hermione does seem to be moving about randomly. I think she senses something."

"She does tend to be a nuisance." I scrunched my nose, which Harry promptly kissed. "Right, where was I?"

"Trying to succumb to my demands to back out of this." I placed the back of my hand against my forehead and made as if swooning. "Alright!" He threw his hands into the air. "I give in. Can we just get on with this?"

"Of course, Harry." I pecked his cheek, spun around and sprinted down the corridor towards the next dark corner. A few minutes later we were both shrouded in darkness again. I peeked around the corner and found my target, a small gap between two stone gargoyles.

"Ready?" I asked.

Harry reached out and touched my arm. "Sure you want to do this?"

I felt my entire body shiver. "Of course, Harry. What better way for this club to be initiated than for us to leap out of the Headmaster's office?"

He groaned. "Ok, let's just get this over with." He checked the map again. "Dumbledore is in his room, the office is clear."

"The corridor?"

Harry grinned. "Now that would really be cheating Ginny."

I wanted to scowl, but he tucked the map away and waited for me to take the lead.

I did. Getting into the office was a breeze, the password had been easy to obtain earlier by means of eavesdropping. Before I could fully comprehend what we were doing the window was right before us, the night breeze wafted in and caressed my cheeks, the jump was there for the taking. It was then that I got a cold sinking feeling. Before I could react hands roughly pushed me down behind a large trunk. Harry's broom landed beside me on the ground.

"Harry," the concerned voice of Dumbledore spoke. "I never thought that you of all people would try to sneak into my office."

"Professor." I bit my lip as Harry took the fall for me. "I… I'm sorry. I…"

"You needed to talk," the Headmaster spoke absentmindedly. "And I have things to say, Harry. So many things to say."

I dared a glance around the corner of the trunk. Harry's head hung in shame. "I suppose we do need to discuss certain things." I studied him closer, it was not shame, but I could not place Harry's frame of mind.

Dumbledore moved into view. He was dressed in a bright green robe, but the colour could not hide the features of a tired old man. "Have a seat, Harry."

"Is now really the time, Professor?" Harry asked, chancing a quick glance in my direction. "It's late and I really should not have come here tonight."

I heard Dumbledore sit down, but the man remained silent for a minute. "What better time, Harry? No one is here to disturb us and we have nowhere else to be."

"I suppose." I watched Harry sit down as well. "What did you wish to discuss?"

The Headmaster's chair squeaked softly. "I… if you had not come tonight then I doubt I would ever have been able to talk about this." I listened as Dumbledore tried to form words, but they would not come. In that moment I saw him as a man for the first time, gone was the image of the all-knowing and powerful Headmaster. The feeling was not comforting.

"Say what?" Harry urged after the Headmaster fell silent once again. I'd rarely heard Harry's voice so concerned and laced with tension before.

"You know about my hand…" Harry nodded. I chanced a glance at the blackened hand of Dumbledore. "I've only got a few months left to live."

Harry went pale and I had to fight the urge to not leap out and shout.

I don't know how Harry managed to remain so calm. "I… I'm sorry, professor."

"Call me, Albus." Dumbledore sounded tired. "We know each other well enough." Harry nodded. "But I fear I need to tell you something else, something more troubling. Something that you must be aware of Harry."

"More troubling than your death?" Harry asked in a voice barely audible. "Perhaps we should leave this for another night. I really don't think we should be discussing this tonight, prof… Albus." Harry quickly glanced towards me, almost pleadingly. What was Harry hiding from me? I felt a surge of anger, but the worry in his gaze pushed my emotions to the side.

"I need to say this tonight…" Harry's attention turned to face Dumbledore again. "The Horcruxes, there is another one that I've not told you about."

"Another one besides the ring, the diary, the locket, something of Rawena, the cup?" Harry almost shouted. My mind spun at the mention of a word I'd not heard before.

"Two more actually," Dumbledore sighed. "I think that Nagini, Voldemort's snake, is one."

Harry's head suddenly dropped and a finger reached out to tenderly touch the lightning bolt scar on his forehead. "I see, and that means…"

"I'm sorry, Harry." Dumbledore said in a voice filled with what sounded like tears. "I wish I could do something."

Harry stood, his legs seemingly weak. "I understand, Albus."

"Please sit, Harry." He did not listen.

"No, I… I think I need… I think I need to… I'm sorry, I should probably… We'll talk another night, Albus." Harry turned and began to leave the office, each of his strides unsteady.

What happened next probably shook me even more than Harry's departure. "Curse you, Tom Riddle!" Dumbledore shouted as a large red spell flew into the opposite wall. The spell burst brightly against the stone and the room brightened for a fraction of second. For a brief moment everything went still. That was until the Headmaster's chair crashed to the floor and Dumbledore stomped out of the office.

For a long moment I sat sitting, arms wrapped around my legs, trembling. I wanted to help, to do something, but what? It finally occurred to me that there was only one thing left to do. Since the moment Harry touched his scar I only had one choice. I grabbed my broom, then Harry's, and jumped out the window to fly straight back to Gryffindor Tower. Upon reaching the Tower I ran straight to the sixth year girls' dorm.

"Hermione!" I shook the girl already fast asleep. "Hermione!" I shook harder.

Her eyes flew open in panic. The look vanished upon seeing me. "Ginny." Hermione sat up. "It looks like you've seen a ghost."

"Harry and I… office… Harry… Dumbledore… boom…" the words came out in a rush.

Hermione swung her legs out from under the duvet. "Ease up there, Ginny. Take a deep breath and tell me what happened."

I tried to calm myself. "Downstairs," I managed to say. "Don't want to wake the other girls." Hermione agreed and we made our way to the Common Room.

Hermione sat patiently while I tried to collect my thoughts. "You know about the club I wanted to start, but kept from you?"

The girl huffed in annoyance. "Yes, you tried something tonight. Did it succeed? I really hope you all got caught."

"Partly, and no one was caught that I know about, but that is not what I want to talk about." I had to look away at the angry glare Hermione was sending in my direction. "To make things short, Harry and I snuck into the Headmaster's office…"

"And you got caught," Hermione finished for me.

I blushed, but shook my head. "Yes and no. Harry hid me and explained to Dumbledore that he wanted to talk."

"And." Hermione's face lit up briefly with interest. "What did Dumbledore say?"

"He too wanted to talk to Harry about things…"

"About Voldemort?" Hermione clapped her hands together in excitement. "What did you hear, Ginny?"

"It's not funny." I glanced away, unsure of how to say this. "I don't want to break Harry's confidence. I should never have been there, but he looked so defeated afterwards."

Hermione placed and hand on my shoulder, the glee in her expression vanished. "If we both know what the Headmaster said then perhaps we can help Harry."

I nodded. "You are the brightest witch."

"And you're not far behind. If only I could get you to read more and fly less." I laughed and Hermione gave a slight smile. The joy vanished as my friend spoke again. "So what did the Headmaster say?"

"Something about there being another Horcrux. Harry gave a long list, Dumbledore mentioned another, then Harry touched his scar and walked out the office. He looked so defeated, Hermione!" I said again to try and emphasise Harry's state. "You should've seen the look on Harry's face. I swear, Hermione, it looked like he'd been sentenced to death."

Hermione paled at my words. I grabbed her hand for support, neither of us knew who was doing the supporting, perhaps we both were.

The entrance to the Common Room swung open. Hermione instinctively dropped to the floor. I stood and Harry froze.

"I assume you heard everything."

"I did." My back straightened and I asked. "What's a Horcrux?"

His eyes grew cold and hard. "Promise me you won't talk to anyone about what you heard."

"Har…"

"Promise." His voice hard.

I sighed in defeat, partially because of the look in his eyes and partly because I knew that I'd already spoke to Hermione. "I promise."

"Forget what you heard, Ginny. Leave it be."

"But…" I stepped towards him and he came closer. "I want to help."

He wrapped his arms around my body and held me close. "If I thought you could do anything then I would tell you." His lips touched my forehead. "But there's nothing to be done. My fate was sealed the moment the prophecy was uttered."

I snorted. "What good is a prophecy no one has ever heard."

Harry's voice grew soft and he whispered. "Born to those who…" Then stopped. "The wording is not important, but what the Prophet has been saying is the truth."

I stared up at him, eyes wide. "That means…"

"I really am the only one who can stop him."

"Harr…" A finger, pressed against my lips, stopped my outcry. His head slowly shook from side to side. His expression held pain and determination.

We held each other for a few long minutes. "I need to sleep."

I nodded. "Goodnight, Harry."

"Night, Ginny." He gave me one last kiss and then slowly made his way up to his dorm.

Hermione scrambled to her feet. "Ginny! We need to do something."

"My thought exactly. I think we should start a club."

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Another one, Ginny?"

"Yes," I said firmly. "The Society of Saving My Bloody Boyfriend."

Hermione almost laughed, but what she'd heard was to disturbing. "So what do you plan on doing?"

I pondered the question for a moment. "We get every witch and wizard we trust. We make them sign one of your hefty contracts. Perhaps add another jinx or two. Then we research the problem. Then we solve it."

"Like who?"

"Luna, some of the other Ravenclaws, the Parvati twins, I could even owl my brothers. Bill and Charlie might already know what a Horcrux is."

Hermione looked thoughtful. "Bill could be a useful."

"So it's settled. We start this club or secret society or whatever you want to call it."

"And your other night time activities?"

I frowned thoughtfully. "We can't stop all our fun, Hermione."

A/N

Thank you for reading. I hope you're still enjoying this short story for the challenge. I'm writing this in a bit of rush to upload before the deadline. There is only one more chapter to go.

Comments welcome as always.