a/n I must be getting irritating, what with writing these so quickly. I mean 4 chapters in 3 days? That's madness. Well unfortunately, I don't own hp. Nor do you so go kill yourself. Goodbye

CHAPTER 4

ENJOY

Harry walked down the long, sloping, street. He glanced down at his list again. Lestrange, Malfoy, Nott, Crabbe, and Goyle were at the top of the list. He looked around, very aware of the many aurors surrounding the mansion. He motioned for them to move in on it.

He walked up to the door. He rang the doorbell and a house elf answered. Dressed in a raggedy tea cozy she looked up at him and said in a squeaky voice "And whom might you like to see from the House of Malfoy?"

"Lucius." Harry replied politely.

"Yes, sir." The elf squeaked. She disappeared for a moment. Suddenly, Lucius Malfoy appeared at the door.

"Ah, Harry Potter. The Dark Lord will be very pleased when I bring your dead body to him! AVADA KEDAV-"

"IMPEDIMENTA!" A female voice said behind Harry.

"Wotcher, Harry!" Said Nymphradora Tonks.

"Hullo, Tonks! STUPIFY!" he stunned Malfoy and Tonks bound him with the same ropes that Dumbledore had used to bind him, two years previous.

"How have you been?" asked Tonks as the other aurors rushed in the mansion.

"Okay, I guess." Harry shrugged.

"And how's Ginny?" Tonks teased making Harry blush.

"She… she hasn't been doing so well since the attack on Bill and Fluer." He said sadly. Tonks nodded.

"That's understandable. They are a tight nit family. If something happens to one of them and it affects the whole family." Tonks said in a low voice.

Later that day, Harry had made four more arrests and had only suffered a few minor injuries, including an auror getting stunned. He returned to the Burrow, fairly happy with his achievements. He walked into the kitchen and met face to face with Ginny, who's eyes were tear stained and tired. He pulled her into a hug.

"So, did you get them?" She asked.

"I got them. At least, I got four of them." Harry smiled. "Including Lucius Malfoy." Ginny smiled and hugged him more tightly.

"Well, how have you been doing?" Harry asked her softly.

"Well, mum drank the calming potion without much of a fight and Ro-" Harry cut her off.

"No, you, how are you doing? Holding up alright?" Harry re-stated his question and looked at her.

"Oh, I'm doing okay, I guess. I went to see Bill and... Oh Harry!" She finally snapped. She started sobbing into his shoulder and hugged him more tightly still. Harry held her in his arms as he felt a powerful wave of emotions his him. He, too, felt tears threaten to fall silently from his eyes.

"Gin, please stop crying. I hate to see you like this." Harry said quietly. Ginny looked at him. He wiped the tears from her eyes with his thumb.

"Sorry." she muttered. He could hear the sadness still ebbing at her, threatening to overflow again.

"It's okay. You have to look on the bright side. This helped us put four more dark wizards into Azkaban and Bill survived. Things could have been a lot worse." Harry said, soothingly.

"Yeah, I guess so." She shook her head and ran her hand through her hair. She laughed grimly. "Well, let's go see Mum, she is a mess."

They walked into the living room and sat down on the large couch with Mrs. Weasley. They then pulled her into a hug.

"Mrs. Weasley, are you okay?" Harry asked timidly.

"Yes, I think I am, thank you dear. Now, you two should go and get some rest." Mrs. Weasley said. She looked a little tired and seemed as jumpy if not more so, if possible, than Professor Quirrel from Harry's First year. Harry looked at Ginny, who shrugged, and went on.

"I think you should go get some sleep, also. I'm sure you could use a nice rest." Harry said in a calm voice. He took hold of her arm and helped her off of the couch.

"Yes, I daresay I could use a nap. Maybe just for a few minutes..." She trailed off as her eyelids slipped shut and she slumped to the ground.

"Er, now what?" Harry looked at Ginny.

"You could try to levitate her up to her room." She suggested. Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley. He was having doubts about Ginny's suggestion. For one, Mrs. Weasley wasn't exactly tiny, for another, it was a long way up the stairs to the second to top floor, where the two adult Weasleys slept.

"And you would help me?" Harry asked cheerfully. Ginny Smiled and giggled.

"I would, but I am not allowed to do magic outside of school, you know that. Besides, I have no doubt in you, whatsoever." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. She got up to go upstairs and turned halfway. "After all, if you can summon a broom from a castle, while you are being attacked by a dragon, you can do this."

Harry knew that she was referring to the first task in the Tri-wizard Tournament, where he had to steal a golden egg from a Hungarian Horntail, the most vicious dragon known to wizards. He grinned at the memory. It had been one of the scariest times in his life. Ginny ran upstairs, giggling all the way.

"Well, Mrs. Weasley, looks like you're going upstairs. Wingardium Leviosa!" He muttered as he swished and flicked his wand. Mrs. Weasley floated up into the air and Harry Guided her, with great difficulty, through hallways. He passed Ginny's room and said to her:

"Remind me to repay you for this." At this, she merely smiled and giggled slightly. 'Well, glad to see that she is doing better,' Harry thought as he struggled to keep Mrs. Weasley from falling out of midair and receiving a rude awakening.

He finally reached the sixth floor and laid her in her bed. She curled up in the middle of the bed and was still dozing when Harry left. He flew down the three flights of stairs and stopped at Ginny's room.

"So, did you manage to get her up to her room?" Ginny asked him.

"Yeah, no thanks to you." He replied. "Where's Hermione?" he was suddenly curious at to where his bushy-haired friend hat gotten to.

"She is over in St. Mungo's with Ron, I think." Ginny replied to him. They grinned at each other, realizing that with everyone gone, and Mrs. Weasley sleeping, they had the house pretty much to themselves.

"So, what do you want to do?" Harry asked. Ginny leaned in and kissed him.

"I think you know." she replied with a mischievous smile. Just then they heard the door bang open and the twins' voice carrying upstairs, along with their footsteps. They stopped at the sight of Harry and Ginny, alone in Ginny's room. Harry and Ginny broke apart quickly as the twins' glared at Harry.

"I thought that you two were over." George said, eying them suspiciously.

"Yes, I do recall Harry breaking up with my little sister at the end of term last June." Fred said.

"So, are they back on again-" George said.

"Or is Harry Potter taking advantage of the poor, defenseless, little girl that is Ginevra Weasley?" Finished Fred. Harry closed his eyes. He knew that it was over as soon as Fred had finished his sentence. He figured that the twins would, at least, have the common sense not to insult Ginny, especially to her face. But it was too late now and all that was left was for Ginny to shred through what was once Fred and George Weasley. Ginny had been called many things in her life, Blood-traitor, Muggle Lover, however, one thing that Ginny Weasley could not be called was a poor, defenseless, little girl.

"FRED WEASLEY!" Ginny shrieked. Obviously Fred realized what he had said, because he was, at that very second, frozen in terror. Ginny pulled out her wand and fired a Bat-Bogey Hex at him. George was, meanwhile, shaking his head.

"Poor, poor, Fred. You know, he almost didn't want to take the job. Those Bat-Bogey hexes of hers are downright terrifying." George sighed. "Ah, oh well. He knew that it was the only way to get you two separated, and, judging from what you two were doing when we came in, it would have been even harder five minutes from now."

"You know, I would watch what you say. Especially considering you have a limited amount of life left, after Ginny gets through with you at least." Harry said. "Oh, and yes, we are back on again." He answered Georges next question before George could ask him.

"Oh, well good. But," He grew very serious and continued. "If I heard that you hurt her, I'll make sure that you-know-who doesn't get a chance to kill you because I will have done it myself."

"Well, in that case you should know that I would never hurt Ginny." Harry replied.

"You had better not, because I don't care if you gave us our funding money or not, I will kill you myself." George said, his voice still deadly serious. "But on to bigger and better things. You do recall that I said that I would help you in any way I can, right?"

"No, you never said that to me." Harry replied.

"Oh, well, I meant to. And now we have come up with some new items for your little war thing." He pulled out a bag from inside his Dragonhide Cloak. He pulled out what looked like a CD. "Now this, this is a contact disk. This allows you to talk to the person holding the twin. It only works if it is programmed by blood. So if I wanted to use yours, you would have to press here (he indicated a little pin at the bottom of the disk) and let it cut you. If you don't do that, the screen remains blank."

A little over an hour later, Harry and George finished up, and having not heard a word from either Ginny nor Fred, decided to go look for them. They found them in the garden, Fred in a cage that Ginny had conjured out of thin air. They released Fred, and, Ginny being satisfied with her punishment, went back into the house where the rest of the family, excluding Bill, had re-joined them for dinner.

Dinner was always great at the burrow, but Mrs. Weasley had really outdone herself. They had pork roast, mashed potatoes, lasagna, squash, carrots, tomatoes, and many other things. After dinner, and an exhausting day, they all departed for bed (the twins returned to their shop). Harry had just been dozing off when he heard his door open and close again. He felt someone climb into his bed and knew immediately that it was ginny.

"Have another nightmare?" He asked, smiling in spite of himself.

"No, I just wanted to sleep with you." Ginny replied. Harry turned, pulled her closer, and went to sleep.

a/n: hmm, you know, that ending is starting to grow on me. I might use it whenever I get the chance.

Oh and about the contact disks, I know it was a weird coincidence. I didn't even realize what I had written until I proofread it and I started laughing so hard that I got a stomach ache. I still can't believe that I didn't catch that. Contact disk, compact disk. Only one letter off so I decided to let it go on the way it was, as it was getting such a great review from my friends. Well until next time.

P.s. you know, I gotta get these inspirations like this on a normal hour, like 2:37 P.M., instead of 2:37 A.M.

Hellyoukai