A/N: Hola! Yes, I am back with more! I know you're all just delighted at the prospect. And yes, I do realize this fic does kind of drag on in the beginning, but it will pick up the pace soon enough. Okay, then.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter. It's J.K. Rowling's. Yeah, she is awesome.

Chapter 10

Harry woke up lying on one of the seats of the train, along with Ron and Hermione. They were both awake, but barely. Harry looked around. The dementors were gone, and the train was moving again. Unconscious bodies filled the seats, along with awake ones. Harry sat up, and looked at Ron and Hermione. They looked back at him.

"This is all my fault. I'm putting students in danger," Harry told them with a look of immense grief on his face.

"Harry don't blame yourself. It's not your fault, it's Voldemort's," Hermione replied. Ron jumped at the Dark Lord's name.

"Would you just start using the guys name Ron," said an annoyed Hermione, now turning to face Ron. Ron just grunted. There was a long silence. They were all weak and sad, having no chocolate yet.

After about four minutes of silence, Harry spoke up, "Guys? Where's Ginny at?"

"We don't know. Probably just in another seat. Maybe still unconscious. I'm sure she's fine," Ron replied.

"Yeah, okay," said Harry.

Harry started thinking about Ginny. She better be okay. Harry thought to himself as he began to think about Ginny for the next fifteen minutes. Ginny had matured a lot in the past year. Harry was actually starting to like her in a more-than-friendly way, but he didn't think that he'd act on it any time soon. Well…maybe. He really liked Ginny. And it seemed like Ginny still liked him. But Hermione had said just last year that Ginny had given up on Harry. Harry let out a deep sigh. But she sure had seemed pretty flirty with him lately. Maybe she wasn't fully ready to give up on him. Maybe he hadn't realized it yet, but Harry was surely, but slowly, falling for Ginny Weasley.

After about twenty minutes of quiet, Moody showed up.

"You guys all alright?" Moody growled.

They all nodded.

"Have you seen Gin?" Harry asked him.

Ron furrowed his eyebrows. Since when did Harry call his little sister "Gin"?

"No. Not yet anyway. I'm sure she's fine though," Moody said.

"How's Moony and Tonks?" Harry asked feebly.

"Their okay. Tonks is having a pretty rough time though," He said motioning his head toward the pair. Tonks was sobbing uncontrollably on Lupin's shoulder.

"And then…" she said crying between gasps, "the—the woman…said to m—me…'G—go away…girl…'" Tonks began to cry more and more.

Wow, Harry thought, if this is what Tonks considers a bad memory, I definitely wish I were her.

Hermione looked pityingly at the sight. She was getting drowsy again, along with the rest of the group. Harry let out a deep yawn. Ron looked out the window and glanced at his watch.

"We should be nearly there," Ron noted.

"Good. I want to talk to Ginny about something, but I'd never be able to find her in this mass of hysteria," Hermione replied.

"What you wanna talk to her 'bout?" Ron asked Hermione.

"Nothing that would concern you," Hermione replied coolly.

"O-kay," Ron said, eyeing Hermione suspiciously.

"It's nothing, Ron," Hermione snapped.

"Okay," Ron said quickly.

Hermione hadn't meant to offend Ron, but she was getting a little nervous. She hadn't meant to snap at him, but she couldn't help it. Even though Ron and Harry seemed to be totally unconcerned with Ginny's specific whereabouts, she was. She couldn't help but be uneasy about Ginny's welfare. Was she all right? Was she awake yet? All these questions passed through her mind.

The rest of the short journey seemed to pass slowly, but when the train began to slow down, it wasn't because of dementors. They were finally at the school. The trio got their luggage and headed out of the train. Once outside, they scanned the crowd for Ginny, but she was nowhere to be found. Well, it is a big mass of students. She might just be hidden, Harry thought, trying to reassure himself.

Ron spotted an empty carriage, and pointed them towards it. The three of them headed towards it when Harry saw them again. The skeleton-like winged horse animals that used to haunt Harry until he learned what they were. The thestrals had taken on a new meaning to Harry now, though. He had now seen two people die. Harry sighed, and got into the carriage with Ron and Hermione. Lately death seemed to be closely connected to Harry. Dead parents, dead Cedric, dead godfather, dead everyone. It seemed like the only thing tying him to this earth was his friends. But his friends were the things he loved the most in the world, and they were definitely a reason to stick around.

There was minimal talk in the short carriage ride to the castle. They were all still gloomy after the encounter with the dementors. Once the carriages came to a stop, they exited and everyone headed towards the castle.

In the Great Hall, there was no where near as much chatter as usual. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat at the Gryffindor table and looked it up and down. No Ginny. Just moments later, Professor McGonaggle came striding over to the trio. She had grave, but determined look on her face.

"Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, you three need to come with me."

The three exchanged worrisome glances, and followed suit. As they walked, Harry glanced at the staff table and noticed Professor Dumbledore was missing, and once the Transfiguration teacher led them to the headmaster's office, they knew why.

"Chocolate Frog," Professor McGonaggle said aloud. The statue of a gargoyle jumped to life and moved out of Professor McGonaggle's way. The stepped up on the moving staircase and were lead to the headmaster's door. Professor McGonaggle showed them into the room. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down in three squishy armchairs n front of Professor Dumbledore's desk. The old man was sitting behind his desk, peering at them over his half-moon spectacles.

"I believe you have a feeling why you're here?" he asked them.

Hermione whimpered, and Harry looked at the floor. Ron looked befuddled. Harry and Hermione nodded solemnly.

Harry looked up from the floor, his eyes glistening with fresh tears, which had not yet fallen from his eyes.

"This has to do with Ginny doesn't it?"

Dumbledore nodded slowly, as Professor McGonaggle burst into tears.

Ron's eyes widened in fear. His eyes started to water with tears.

"W—what's wr—wrong with Ginny?"

Please, don't be what I think it is. Just don't be what I think it is, please, Harry thought to himself.

Albus looked at the three students.

"Ginny had a bad encounter with a dementor during the train-ride here…"

Tears were flowing silently down Harry's face now. He looked down. He couldn't look at the headmaster.

"…and her soul was sucked out," Dumbledore finished.

Ron burst into tears. Hermione whimpered, and began to cry. But nowhere near as much as Harry was. Harry was crying as much as Ron…possibly more. His entire face was soaked in tears, his eyes red and puffy.

"But, all will be okay," Albus continued.

Harry's head jerked up, followed by Ron's and Hermione's.

"But P—Professor," Hermione stammered, "the Dementor's Kiss is irreversible," she said with a confounded look on her face.

"That is correct Miss Granger, but what you three fail to know is some of the Order's plans of protection for victims of Voldemort's attacks. It has been recently decided that some of Voldemort's attacks will be prevented with Time Turners."

Harry's eyes widened.

"Y—You mean w—we're going to…"

"Save Ginny?" Professor Dumbledore finished for him.

"Yeah," Harry said as her nodded.

The headmaster looked at the three students as their tears started to dry slightly and the sobbing stopped.

"Now, a professor will not be able to go back in time, because they would be too noticeable. Whoever saves Ginny will need to be a student. That's the other reason I called you three here. As I'm sure you already know, you three are my most trustworthy students, and Ginny's best friends. One of you three will be using the Time Turner."

Hermione looked at Ron.

"Ron, I think that either Harry or me should go. We have experience with time travel."

Ron replied, "Yeah, okay. But—sorry Hermione—I think it should be Harry. You'll more noticeable, Hermione," he said, "Because of your hair," Ron added, seeing the confused look on Hermione's face. "I know that that sounds like a stupid reason and all…but it's true." Hermione nodded, but she could tell the real reasoning of behind Ron's suggestion. Harry was...well, Harry. He was the hero. The Defense Against the Dark Arts perfect student. It should be him. They turned to look at Harry.

He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

Dumbledore looked straight at Harry.

"Now Harry, you must keep an eye on Ginny, and then pull her out of the way once the dementor starts to come towards her. You must not create a corporeal patronus. It will draw attention to yourself and you don't want people thinking you're in two places at once. Try to blend in with the crowd, and then pull Ginny off of the floor when the time comes. Pull her into an empty compartment. You must not be seen."

With this, Dumbledore pulled a Time Turner out of his pocket.

"Three turns should do it," the headmaster said as Harry stood up.

Harry put the gold chain around his neck, and turned the hourglass over three times. There was a rush of spinning color. Harry was falling through time, and then he landed on the hard floor of the Hogwarts Express.

It was mass hysteria. The whole train was out of control. Bodies skewed on the floor throughout the train. People sitting in the prefect compartment, shaking uncontrollably and crying. There was screaming, yelling, and whimpering of all kinds. The train was in pandemonium.

Harry looked around, hiding in the crowd of students. He quickly slid into an empty compartment with a perfect view of Ginny. She was still awake, but Harry could tell it wouldn't be long before she fainted. She was weak and shaky, no doubt reliving the memories from her first year, down in the chamber.

Harry watched her silently for a few minutes when it looked like her time had come. Her eyes bulged, and she muttered something in quiet desperation. Harry could make out the word "Harry" by lip-reading Ginny's words. But that was all he could tell, before she passed out. Minutes later, Harry noticed that his face was wet. He had been crying without even noticing. Tears just seemed to come to Harry naturally, lately. Though the tears flowed nowhere near as much as they used to. He had finally gotten a feeling of closure over Sirius's death after he had read his letter, and he had stopped crying every night.

He waited about 10 minutes. Everyone but Moody had passed out, but by the looks of it, he wouldn't last long. That was when Harry saw it. There was a rogue dementor headed towards Ginny. It was gaining on her quickly. Harry darted out of his compartment. He grabbed Ginny around the waist, lifting her off the floor, and out of the path of the dementor. He held her in his arms and quickly entered the empty compartment and slid the door closed. He cast the door-locking charm on the compartment door.

Harry sat down across from Ginny. He watched her for a few seconds, and then pointed his wand at her.

"Enervate."

Ginny's eyes flicked open. She sat up with a start, and immediately turned towards Harry.

A look of confusion crossed Ginny's face.

"Harry? What's going on?" Ginny asked.

Harry sighed and launched into the story.

When he was finished, Ginny looked shocked.

"You mean," Ginny spoke quietly, "that…you saved me from the dementors…you saved my life with a time turner?"

Harry nodded.

"Wow," Ginny said slowly, "I-I can't believe you risked your life to save me. I mean, you could have been a victim of the Dementors Kiss, but you—you risked that…to save me. I just…wow."

"Ginny," Harry said softly, brows slightly furrowed, "I—I would always save you if you were in danger. Any day of the week."

There was an intense look between the two. They were looking deeply into each other eyes, and that's where Ginny found the answers to all her questions. That was when she knew how Harry truly felt about her.

The look intensified, eyes still locked, as both leaned in slightly.

Their faces were just inches apart. Harry could feel the heat coming of Ginny's body. Ginny closed her eyes slowly, as Harry closed the gap between the two of them.

This kiss was nothing like Harry's first. It wasn't depressing or teary. It was sweet and loving, full of passion and caring for one-another. The kiss was mind-blowing. And both Harry and Ginny knew that they could stay like that forever.

A few moments later, both pulled away, slowly.

Ginny grinned impishly, along with Harry. They sat there in silence for a minute, just staring at each other. Neither of them could find the right words to describe what they were feeling, so they both sat in comfortable silence.

"You know," Harry said after a moment, "Ron's going to freak when he finds out I fancy you."

Ginny giggled, "Yeah that could cause a problem. If he finds out, Voldemort probably won't be the one to kill you. Ron will."

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

Ginny giggled some more, as Harry stood up and sat down next to her.

The second ride to Hogwarts passed much quicker than the first, now that he knew Ginny was safe. Before they knew it, they were already at Hogsmead Station. Harry and Ginny snuck out of their compartment and blended in with the rest of the huge crowd, piling out of the train.

They nabbed an empty carriage, making sure they were well out of sight from the first Harry, along with Ron and Hermione. They sat in mostly silence, now, on a mission. When they arrived at the castle, they hung around in their carriage a little longer than other students, and then they joined the back of the crowd.

When they entered the castle, they didn't go to the Great Hall like everyone else. They headed towards the headmaster's office quickly. They only had a very small amount of time left. They approached the stone gargoyle.

"Uh…" Harry said. Dumbledore had forgotten to give him the password! "Um…Canary Cream? No—er—Fizzing Whizbee? No, no…uh CHOCOLATE FROG!"

The gargoyle leapt aside and Harry and Ginny darted up the revolving staircase. They opened Dumbledore's door. The very second they entered the room, the other Harry disappeared.

"Aaah, Miss Weasley, Mr. Potter! Are you both all right?" said Dumbledore.

Ron and Hermione quickly turned their heads toward Harry and Ginny, at the mention of Ginny's name. They both had ear-to-ear grins on their faces.

"Ginny!" Ron explained happily, sighing in relief.

Hermione was smiling brightly, but when she looked at Harry hey grin turned to a smirk. Hermione noticed a tint of smudged pink color on Harry's lips, and Ginny's slightly smudged lip-gloss. I knew there was something going on between those two, she thought. Normally she would be worried that Ron would notice, but she knew Ron well, and knew that he would be too absorbed in the fact that Ginny was all right, to notice. Her smirk turned back to a grin as she looked attentively at the pair.

"Yeah, we're both all right, Professor Dumbledore," said Harry.

"Would you like any chocolate to restore your cheerfulness?" Professor McGonaggle asked doubtfully, looking at Harry and Ginny's smiling faces.

Ginny looked at Harry happily, grinning widely, still thinking about their amazing kiss. She examined him. He most definitely wasn't sad. She looked back at McGonaggle.

"No, I think we're fine."

Now, Minerva McGonaggle was also a very clever, deduceful woman, so, naturally, she noticed the same thing that Hermione did. She sighed and thought of how much the pair reminded her of Lily and James.

Dumbledore addressed everyone, eyes sparkling, "Well, I think that you are all free to go to the Great Hall. They are now serving appetizers while they wait for me."

The four started to head towards the door.

Dumbledore cleared his throat slightly, "Except you Harry, you need to stay behind for a moment."

Harry turned back around and sat back in his usual chair, in front of the headmaster's desk, as Ron, Hermione, and Ginny exited towards the Great Hall.

A/N: Next time you meet the new DADA teacher. Oh yes, he/she is awesome.