"Stupefy!" Ron said as soon as he stepped into his room. The unknown redhead stopped the spell midair with a wave of her hand, stepped out of its way and let it go. It scorched a hole into one of the Chuddley Cannons poster on the wall. Alice waved her hand and it was good as new.

"Ronald, please sit down. I am here to talk about your future." The redhead just snorted and stood his ground.

"I am more comfortable standing." He said eyeing the girl suspiciously. He then went rigid. Putting one foot before the other he walked to the bed and sat down.

"Thank you." Alice said smirking. "Now, I know you have a soft spot for your brunette friend, and it would never work on the long run. Sure, you can get together, but it won't be good for either of you. She is brainy, you are emotional, and both of you are stubborn. After a heated row you two will go on different paths and she will take your children with her. You won't become coach, and she won't be Minister of Magic. Do you want that?"

"No." Ron grudgingly admitted, although he would have liked to shout at the girl before him, that she doesn't know anything.

"My husband always says that if you don't believe something, think of any reason for them lying." Alice said. "It is best if you accept that you won't get her. On the other hand, her boyfriend and, of course after Harry, your best friend will help you get the right girl for you. Although I would bet a large amount of money that you will never call him your friend. Ever."

"Who is this girl?" Ron asked. Ah, boys. So predictable. Still mourning the fading of a crush, but curious about a girl who likes him.

"I won't tell you her name, but she secretly likes the Chuddley Cannons, and really likes you. She may or may not have dreams about snogging you senseless." She said with a chuckle. "But. You will need to be ready to forgive, if not to forget. The road to her lies in your palm. If you can be at least civil and trust somebody you otherwise wouldn't, you will have a long, prosperous life, with an adoring wife. Heh, that rhymed." With that she was gone in a bright flash.

"Great. I won't have any sleep tonight." He said to himself and fell back on his bed, closing his eyes. Then they snapped open and Ronald realized he had to use the loo really badly.

Harry washed his hands then closed the toilet door smoothly as not to wake his relatives. Even after Moody's warnings the Dursleys weren't kind. They usually just left him alone which was great for the Boy-Who-Lived. Stepping into his room, he noticed a redhead sitting on his bed. Tired as he was his mind jumped to the only logical conclusion.

"Ginny, what are you doing here?" He asked rubbing his eyes.

"I am not Ginny, Harry Potter. I am Alice and I am here to help you with your love life."

"What?"

"I am surprised; you can't see further than your nose. How thick you can be? She is right there waiting for you, but you won't recognize anything until the end of the summer and then she will be already taken."

"What? Who are you talking about?"

"Ginny Weasley. You do not love her yet, oh but you will fall very hard. It is inevitable."

"How do you know."

"I watched your future unfold. You will be in agony seeing her with Dean if you do not do something about it."

"But I can't just say something like 'Hey, Ginny, I don't have feelings for you but can you wait until I do? I just don't want to see you with Dean.'" He said frustrated. Who is this girl think she is? Meddling in my life. "Anyway she is-."

"'Off limits'? 'My best mate's sister'? 'She told me she doesn't have a crush on me anymore'?" Alice asked. "You know, Harry, some things are inevitable, like you winning the war, some bonds are unbreakable and some feelings, unforgettable. She still loves you, but you need to know her better and you will realize she is the right girl for you. Stubborn as you are you will probably fight with what I said saying things like 'I won't do it just because she told me to.' But the thing is, sooner or later, you will fall for her."

"So, I just hang out with her and get to know her?"

"You could write her a letter if she wants to hang out with you."

"But, I won't go to the Burrow for two weeks."

"You could go eat ice cream with your friends in Diagon Alley."

"With Voldemort on the loose and Death Eaters on every corner?"

"Your parents had a son despite them fighting in an open war. If Voldemort can get you to fear him, he already won. Because that's what he wants. Dumbledore is right, love happiness and hope is your strongest weapons against the darkness. Quill, parchment and Hedwig is here so, what are you waiting for?" She then vanished to meet her mate and husband if the glinting ring on her finger was any indication.

There was a knock on the bathroom door as Ginny Weasley, the youngest sibling was washing her teeth. It was fairly late.

"Oi, Ginny! Hurry up you hear?" It was her brother Ron. Ginny opened the door, the toothbrush sticking out of her mouth.

"Wha' ish i'?" She asked not bothering to take out the toothbrush.

"That's just lovely." Ron said sarcastically. "I have to use the loo." Ginny finished up quickly while her brother was jumping from one leg to the other. "Thanks a bunch." Ginny shook her head, her fiery hair flying in every direction. She pulled it together in a messy ponytail and headed for her room. She was yawning widely when she opened her door so she not yet seen her visitors. As soon as she did her wand was in her hand and it was leveled at the man standing before her. She faltered when she saw he doesn't care about her. He was focusing on kissing the redhead in his arms. Alice patted his shoulder and he looked up almost dropping his redhead.

"Sorry about that." He said as he straightened up, Alice blushed and refused to look at him for the time being. "Hi, Ginny, I'm Loki and this is my lovely wife, Alice. We are here to help you." Eyeing them suspiciously, she lowered her wand. It flew from her hand into Loki's metallic right that was covered in bone plates.

"Loki! Give her wand back." Alice whispered. "I am sorry Ginny, he likes to study things, but he is harmless, I promise." Loki gave Ginny her wand back after and she saw his cobalt irises glint. "As he said, we are here to help."

"With Voldemort?"

"Nah, Harry will kill him no problem." Loki said and then looked sad for some reason. "Burying feelings never work. Trust me, I know. They never change and they eat you up from the inside." He said with dread in his voice. Alice put a hand on his shoulder. "You won't find happiness with anyone else and you know it. I knew it too."

"You don't know anything."

"On the contrary, dear Ginny, we know everything." Alice said. "We know that you still love him, that despite what happened in your first year, you write a diary of the dreams you have about him. You tell yourself that you are over that 'phase'. But the dreams never end, and his smile still makes you weak in the knee. In your weak moments you still fantasize about him aren't you?"

"No. I am over him. I moved on."

"Prove it. Burn your diary." She considered burning the fake diary she kept under her pillow just to show them, but Loki continued before she could move. "Not that. The emerald green one." She paled slightly. How could they know about that? Worse, he pointed towards her bookshelf. "As I said, burying feelings do not work." He said hugging his mate with his real arm.

"What can I do? I can't just go to London ad confess to him!"

"I half want to dare you to do just that, but Alice would hit me for it. Just simply mention to Hermione that you broke up with Dean when Harry can hear it."

"But I didn't. He did." She admitted.

"That's a surprise." Loki said. "That wasn't supposed to happen." He seemed genuinely surprised. "That's really good. Now you can answer Harry's letter. At that moment Hedwig showed up in her window and tapped on the glass. In a blink of an eye her visitors were gone.