Harry, Ron and Hermione walked quickly to the park, casting worried glances all around them. They knew that they were safe until midnight, but, still, they had no wish of being seen by any Death Eaters.
When they reached the park, they quickly apperated to the front yard of the Burrow, where they were loudly welcomed by a flock of swans.
"Get off, you little winged monsters!" said Ron trying to shake off a few swans from his hair, "what are you doing up at this time, anyway? Didn't they tell you that birds usually sleep at night?"
Harry managed to shoo away enough swans to notice the decorations on the house; white flowers, red, heart shaped bulbs filled with bright fairies, a beautiful tent with vines growing all around it - but he wasn't able to see all of it before Ron and Hermione shoved him into the house.
"What was that all about?" said Harry, as Ron was pushing the door closed ( the swans were trying to get into the house)
"Fred and George," said Hermione, trying to suppress a smile, "they enchanted a few of the chickens to look like swans, for the wedding."
"Yeah, the chickens don't seem to like it very much," Ron said angrily, " I don't see how we can have a wedding here with those things flying around."
"We'll take care of it," said a voice from up there, somewhere, "don't you work yourselves into a tantrum, Hi Harry, did you see the decorations?"
Fred and George were hovering over the newcomers making tumble sauces in the air.
"How do you do that?" asked Harry, looking at them with interest.
"This," said Fred, "is our new 'Hover the Lover' candy we are perfecting for the bride and groom."
"If it works well on Bill and Fluer, we will sell it in our shop."
"Oh, I see, Bill and Fleur are your guinea pigs," said Harry smiling, "do they know you want to test it on them, or will you slip it for them in their drink?"
"How dare you say that we are using newlyweds as guinea pigs," said George indigently, "don't you see us? Were hovering here, aren't we?"
"Except that, we're not lovers, you see," said George, "We can't tell if this works for a couple in love, they have to test it for us."
"If they say they like it, we will sell it in our shop for only ten galleons for two candies." Fred announced.
"Take one candy after the wedding ceremony."
"Pop it in your mouth"
"And into the mouth of your new spouse."
"Hover together around you bedroom."
"Under the covers."
"Over the covers."
"In bed."
"On the ceiling."
"Either way, you're in the moon"
"Hover the lover."
"Only ten galleons a couple."
"That's five galleons a candy."
"FRED AND GEORGE, GET DOWN FROM THAT CEILING AND FIX THOSE SWANS OF YOURS! CHANGE THEM BACK INTO CHICKENS IF THEY CAN'T BEHAVE AS SWANS! LOOK, THEY JUST RUINED THE WEDDING TENT!!"
Mrs. Weasley arrived holding an armload of flowers and decorations, "hello, Harry," she said happily when she saw him, "did you bring your dress robes for the wedding tomorrow?"
"Er-" said Harry, he completely forgot about the dress code at a weddingHe had dress robes from his fourth year, but he doubted they still fit. Damn! He thought, I don't have a woman in my life to remember these things for me.
"Good, I bought some extra dress robes for you when I went shopping for Ron." Mrs. Weasley said.
"Thanks," said Harry, relieved.
"Cone unpack in my room, Harry," said Ron, "we have Fred and George as room mates tonight, although, personally, I'd much rather have Hermione and Ginny in our room instead, but mom would'n let."
"Oooooooooooh," Fred and George said together.
"We wouldn't be doing anything," said Ron going red, I'd just rather not wake up to find my nose in the wrong place, or my hair turned blue, or something."
"Great idea, Ron," said George.
"Yeah, thanks for that one," laughed Fred. "We would never have thought of it ourselves."
"Idiots!" muttered Ron, as he was leading Harry up the stairs to his room.
"Ron, I am not going to unpack, I'm leaving right after the wedding tomorrow, remember?" said Harry.
"Oh." Ron said stopping short.
"What?" asked Harry.
"I didn't think it would be so soon," said Ron, I guess I'd better start packing myself, then. I'd better go and tell Hermione to do the same."
"No, don't pack, Ron, I've thought about it, and decided that I would need the
two of you at Hogwarts. After all, we will be looking for Horcruxes made from items belonging to the founders of Hogwarts, and what would be a better place to find out about them other than the school?"
"But we had an agreement!" Ron was almost shouting, "you said we will go together to find and destroy the Horcruxes!"
"Shhh, don't shout about what we need to do, okay? You will come with me, don't worry," whispered Harry, " but I still have no clue where to go. I am relying on Hermoine to find out. It won't look suspicious if Hermione spends her whole day in the library. And you will need to do some snooping around, not a hard feat as you're both heads of houses, I will need a base at Hogwarts.
Just remember, don't let anyone know that we are in touch. I don't want anyone interrogating you about where I am."
"But how will we stay in touch?" asked Ron.
"we will keep in touch with this two way mirror - luckily, it was left in my trunk the day I broke it, I now fixed it, and told Kreacher to get the other half from Grimmauld Place.
We will have an appointment every night at midnight sharp you and Hermione will go somwhere private, and discuss what we accomplished that day, and what we are planning for the next. When we know where to find any of the Horcruxes, you will have the Hogwarts map, you will sneak out, and we will meet at Hogsmeade or some other place we will decide on." Harry gave Ron the map of Hogwarts, and the two way mirror that Sirius had given him.
Someone was entering the room, and Ron quickly hid the map and the mirror under his bed.
Hermione entered along with Ginny and they were talking loudly about Fluer's wedding gown.
"I just returned from a day in hell with Phlegm," said Ginny, "everything I did was not right. 'Turn eet this way, so the sequins can be seen, this goes much better wiz ze tulle.'" Ginny Mimicked.
Hermione laughed, "you shouldn't be calling her Phlegm, though. She is really nice and she does love your brother. It's not her fault that Ron blushes and stammers every time he sees her."
When Ginny entered the room and saw Harry, she looked like someone who is trying very hard not to change her disposition. She kept smiling, although her smile had a very different quality than the one she was wearing a moment ago, when she was discussing Fleur.
"Hi, Harry," she said, sounding gentle, almost yearning, "when did you get here?"
"Hello, Ginny," Harry said his voice mirroring hers. He tried to keep breathing steadily, but his heart was beating so fast that the breathing just had to catch up.
Hermione was beginning to edge Ron out of the room
"Harry, that day, Dumbledore's funeral – you know – when we discussed..."
"Ginny, we can't be together, I am leaving tomorrow, I will not return to Hogwarts. What's the point in dating, if we can't see each other? You'll be going back to Hogwarts, You'll have classes, homework, and teachers to deal with, I'll be busy doing what not – "
"Why are you not returning to Hogwarts?" asked Ginny in a very different tone than the one he was used to hearing when asked that same question.
"There are things I must do. Besides for wanting to escape from the Ministry, Voldemort, even from the Order of the Phoenix. I guess I'm a fugitive."
"I can come with you."
"Ginny, there are things that I have to do, I can't tell you what they are..."
"You told Ron and Hermione."
"I told them, but I wouldn't want to tell you. I know – It might sound – you might not understand this, but I really don't want you to be tainted by all this. I want there to be one person that I care about who is not 'in' on that depressing, frightening mission. I want you to be the one who I can think about as living a normal teen life, in a normal school, with normal teen problems, like homework, and annoying teachers, someone who would remember things like getting dressed for a wedding... I need you to have a normal life. I wish there was a way to express the way I feel about it, but please believe me. I need to know that you, specifically you, especially you, are living as normal a life as these times allow.
Ginny, I need to know, while I'm out there doing things that I prefer not to do, that there is a beautiful redhead girl sitting in class, lounging in the common room, walking by the lake, playing Quiddich – doing all those things I'd give anything to be allowed to do, In the only place I'd ever known as home. And that this beautiful girl living this beautiful life was mine for a few weeks –"
Harry was stopped in mid sentence by Ginny, who walked over and kissed him fiercely. "You don't have to continue explaining, I won't understand, but I can tell that it means everything to you that I stay at Hogwarts." she was wiping tears off his face that he hadn't noticed were there. "If this is how you feel about it, if it's so important to you, I will stay at Hogwarts. I will not ask what you are going to do, but I will ask that you please remember that this redhead girl that you left at Hogwarts is thinking of you all the time, and that for the sake of that girl, keep yourself away from harm, this girl who was yours for a month, wants you back whole."
Harry tightened his arms around Ginny, as she went silently and very thoroughly to pieces.
Ok, badly written chapter, I know, whatever. Maybe the next will be better