Well, here's chapter two. Oh, and just FYI, Ginny and Luna are 15, Ron,

Neville, Hermione, Harry, Seamus, Lavender, Cho, and Dean are all 16, and George is 18.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

After dinner, Ginny left the house and ventured into the backyard. She went out far, so far that she could barely see her house and the neighboring houses anymore. She sat down on the ground, not caring that it was mostly dried up grass and dirt, and stared up at the sky. She couldn't see much, only a few stars, which was normal, because the air was so polluted. She sat there for a while, just staring up at the sky, and cleared her head. She was upset that George was going to war, but, as her father had said, their was nothing she could do about it. He'd be tortured or killed if he deserted.

Ginny was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the girl in front of her until she cleared her throat. Ginny looked up and saw a girl with bushy brown hair and brown hair standing in front of her. This girl was obviously from the rich sector of Masoco. Her clothes were nice and well-kept, not hand-me-down ripped clothes that Ginny and many of the other teens she knew wore. Ginny couldn't figure how this girl got to this part of town, it was pretty much as far away from the rich sector as you could get.

"Hi," she said timidly.

"Hi," Ginny said back. "What're you doing out here, you obviously don't live near here."

"Oh, I'm just taking a walk," she said, over casually.

"Pretty long walk."

"Well, I got caught up in my thoughts."

"What're you thinking about?"

"Just…little things."

Ginny nodded. She knew she shouldn't push it. It was her business.

"What're you doing out here?" She asked Ginny.

"Thinking, like you," She said. The girl nodded.

"Would you like to sit?" Ginny asked. She nodded and sat, and, like Ginny, she didn't seem to mind what she was sitting on.

"I'm Hermione," the girl said.

"Ginny," Ginny said.

They sat in silence then for a while, and then Ginny spoke.

"My brother's being sent out to war tomorrow," she said, not sure why she was saying it, but she somehow felt like she could trust Hermione.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Hermione said. "First sibling?"

Ginny shook her head. "No, he's the third actually. My brothers Bill and Charlie were sent out a while ago. And my brother Percy is out helping the leaders with the war."

"Oh, so your family supports the war?" Hermione asked. Her tone was not cold or hurt, just curious.

"No, just Percy," Ginny said.

"I see," Hermione said. Ginny went on talking, and suddenly she was baring her soul to this girl she had just met. She was telling Hermione everything, about Fred, about Percy's views on the war, everything. And Hermione listened. She didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed very interested. When Ginny finished talking, Hermione didn't say anything at first. She just nodded with a sad look on her face.

"Times are hard," Hermione said finally.

"Yeah," Ginny agreed. "Only two mores years and Ron'll be drafted. Three more, and it'll be me."

"Yeah," Hermione said, suddenly seeming deep in thought. Ginny sat quietly as Hermione worked something out in her head.

"Ginny?" Hermione asked at last.

"Yes?" Ginny said.

"Have you ever thought about…leaving?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, everyday. I'd love to leave. Who wouldn't?" Ginny said with a smile.

"No, I mean, really leave. Actually just get up and go."

"Go? But where would I go?"

"Anywhere! You could go anywhere. Who knows what's out there, just past Masoco's limits!"

"The leaders say there's nothing, just water."

"Yeah, that's what the leaders say. But what about friends and family? They say otherwise. They talk about somewhere."

"Your parents told you that story, too?"

Hermione nodded. "But what I'm saying is, what if it's not just a story? What if it's real?"

"That's highly unlikely."

"Says who? Says a bunch of leaders who's job it is to keep us here? Says a bunch of people who are getting paid to keep us contained so there'll be more people to fight in the war? Says Dolores Jane Umbridge, leader of Masoco and all around witch? And we're going to listen to them?"

"You really think somewhere is out there?"

"Yes, and we should go there. Together. You and me."

"But, I have a family-"

"And so do I! But we'll find a way to contact them. Don't you think it'll be worth it?"

Ginny thought about it. "I can't leave Ron here."

"So, bring him along."

"Really?"

"Yes. We'll- we'll get a group of people our age, and we'll all go."

"When?"

"Um…tomorrow night why not?'

"Tomorrow night?"

"Why not?"

Ginny thought about it and smiled. "Okay, tomorrow night."

"Good. We'll meet here at nine?"

"Okay."

"Bring some friends."

Ginny nodded and Hermione stood.

"C'ya tomorrow, Ginny," Hermione said, and walked off. Ginny waved goodbye and then ran back to her house.

"Ginny, where have you been?" Arthur asked when she got back into the house.

"Just outside in the yard," Ginny said as she dashed up the stairs. She ran around the corner and into Ron's room.

"Oi! Don't you ever knock?" Ron yelled when she came into his room.

"Sorry," Ginny said, "but we need to talk."

"What is it?" asked Ron, still irritated from her walking into his room.

"I met this girl when I was out in the yard and-"

"Ginny! What have I told you about talking to strangers?"

"Oh, shut up. Anyway, I was talking to her-Hermione-and she suggested that, well, that we leave."

"Leave? What do you mean?"

"I mean she said that we should leave Masoco!"

"And go to Wittleworth, you mean?"

"No! We'll go to somewhere!"

"Somewhere? Ginny, that's just a legend."

"How do we know?"

"Well-"

"No, really, how do we know? Has anyone trustworthy really left and come back to tell us what's out there?"

"I think this Hermione has been talking to your friend Loony."

"She has not. And it's Luna."

"Whatever. But, what your saying Ginny isn't gonna happen. I can't just get up and leave."

"Why not, what's keeping you here. Mom and Dad will be fine on their own, they've been preparing for it since the start of the war. Fred's dead, and everyone else is gone. And if I go with Hermione, you'll be alone. And I'm going with Hermione."

"Well, there's Harry-"

"Bring Harry along." Ginny knew Ron and Harry were best mates, and she figured he would bring this up.

"What?"

"Bring Harry along. We're making a group."

"Harry can come?"

"Sure, why not?"

"Wicked!" Ron stood and headed towards the door of his room.

"Where are you going?" Ginny asked.

"I'm going to go talk to Harry," Ron said, and dashed out of the door.

Ginny turned and left the room, and couldn't help but smile. Her whole family might not be there, but Harry, the cute boy down the street would be there.