Chapter Seven
Vision or Dream?
"Mom…" Said Ginny, Harry was standing her, holding her hand.
"Yes, Ginny?" Ginny gulped loudly.
"Can… Can me and Harry… get a house together?"
"That was close!" Said Harry. Ginny and Harry were standing in the yard of the burrow, they had just talked to Mrs. Weasley. She had agreed to let them move in together, but it was a bit reluctant.
"Well, at least she said yes! I'm shure she was about to faint!" Harry snorted. He grabbed Ginny's hand.
"Don't you have a doctor's appointment tomorrow?"
"Yes, there we will learn if my baby is a girl or boy!"
"If it's a girl, what do you want to name her?" Ginny looked over at Harry, smiling.
"Jamie." Harry nodded.
"What about a boy name?"
"Ummm… How about Jared?"
"Two J's! Nice…"
Harry sucked the end of his quill. He was supposed to send out the invites for the wedding. It had been a boring day; all he had done was send invites. He let his head hit the book where he was writing the guests.
Soon, he was fast asleep.
He was standing by the edge of a cliff. Ginny was lying on the ground, ten feet away, bleeding. Her eyes were open, and were looking at him in mere horror.
Harry looked forward. Voldemort was advancing on him, his wand pointed at his chest. He gave Harry a sneer.
"Today, Potter, your pitiful life is at a end!" Jeered Voldemort.
"Avada -!"
"No!" Shouted Ron. He ran forward and tackled Voldemort. They fell to the ground. Ron was hit with a stunner in the chest, he crumpled to the floor.
"RON!" Voldemort got up, and gave Ron a cold look.
"So… You got a body guard? How interesting…" Said Voldemort in a low voice.
"He's not my body guard!" Sneered Harry. He jumped at Voldemort. They fell to the ground, Harry got up, and was about to curse Voldemort, when a jet of Red light hit him in the chest. He was flung off the edge of the cliff.
He gave a scream of Horror as he fell. Screaming began to fill his ears. He shut his eyes.
Harry's eyes flashed open. He saw that he was the one who had been screaming. A figure was looming over him; he looked up, and found his and Ginny's face close to his. He gave a scream, and fell off his chair.
Ginny ran over to him, and helped him up, and sat him down. Ginny gave Harry a look of concern.
"Are you alright, Harry?" She asked.
"I'm fine…" Harry lied. He wasn't fine at all. His head heart, and his eyes were sore, his throat wasn't working properly. He could barely breathe; he stopped himself from putting his hand up, and holding his chest.
"Are you shure?" Ginny asked.
"I'm fine!" Snapped Harry.
"You were screaming-" Started Ginny, but Harry cut her off.
"I'm fine, Ginny!" Ginny gave him a look.
"Fine! I was just saying!" Ginny turned and stormed off.
Harry slouched in his chair. Was what he Dreamed, a dream of a Vision? He closed his eyes. He hoped it was a dream, because he shure didn't want to die like that.
He got up and began to walk towards the house. He had to tell Ginny about his dream.
His scar burst in pain, he fell to the ground, both his hands covering his scar.
Something was wrong. He looked forward. He knew something was about to happen. Just then, the burrow erupted in flames.
"GINNY!"
(A/N) I'm going to leave you in suspense! (Chuckles evily) lol. Well, I should tell you that only Ginny Is in the house, no one else, so… Ya… Please Review!
