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Chapter Ten: Unforeseen Questions and Answers

It was the middle of the night. Harry sat up in his bed. That dream was there again…he was still in a long, white hallway. He had this dream for nearly a month now and he hadn't gotten any farther. It was really starting to irritate him.

Harry lay back down and looked to his left. Ron was fast asleep beside him, snoring and drooling as usual. Harry's eyes went around the dusty room and stopped on the corner that Hermione and Ginny were sleeping in. His smile left his face as he saw one of them move around frantically.

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Ginny was caught again as she sat up in her bed. It took her a second to realize where exactly she was and when she did, her gaze met the gaze that was staring at her from across the dark room. Harry. "What are you doing, becoming a peeper?" She laughed quietly.

"No, and I could ask you the same question."

"It was nothing…just a dream." A dream. Keep telling yourself that Ginny, just a dream that you've had for weeks now and it never gets any farther. Just a dream that haunts you, Ginny smiled at Harry, not that he could see her anyway.

"Me too." Harry stood up and walked to the old couch and Ginny slowly joined him. They sat in the silence for a couple of moments. "Do you want to go for a walk?"

"Sure." Ginny smiled. What harm could it do?

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The night air was still and humid. Harry couldn't help but notice how the trees seemed to howl, despite the fact that there was no breeze. It wasn't a very romantic mood but Harry liked that better. He could see everything around him and in case something happened, he'd be able to save her. He knew they shouldn't be out there alone but he had questions that he couldn't avoid any longer. He also couldn't muster the words to ask her.

"How did you get here?" Harry asked bluntly. Ginny stopped walking and looked at him. "I mean, did you fly here? How did you even know we were coming here? Did someone tell you?"

"I-er- I did fly here, on my broom. And I told you earlier, Dumbledore told me how where you were going. He told me to come to help you."

"That's something else…when did you get so close to Dumbledore? Why is he telling you all these things? Why are you the only one who's got to talk to him? Why would he lead you into trouble this way? Why wouldn't he ask me if you could get involved since he told me not to tell anyone?"

Harry realized that he was yelling questions at her that she possibly couldn't know the answers to. Ginny stared at him. She saw everything in his eyes. "Sit down with me Harry. I'll tell you everything that I possibly can."

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Molly Weasley turned over in her bed. As much as she had been trying to she couldn't bring herself to a peaceful rest. Ever since Ginny's announcement that afternoon of her joining Harry, Ron and Hermione on their quest for whatever they were looking for, her then racing mind was in overdrive.

All of her children were putting themselves in grave danger and she didn't know the reasoning behind it. No one would tell her. She'd asked Remus Lupin repeatedly in the last two days but he wasn't telling her anything. And though she tried not to believe it, she had a feeling that the rest of her family knew what was going on but weren't telling her.

Molly climbed out of bed and made her way downstairs. She really needed answers. I can't depend on tea for the rest of my life to get myself to sleep. There had to be someone who knew what was going on. She knew there had to be. But nobody would tell her anything.

Her eyes made way to the clock on the wall. It couldn't have been clearer to her. Ginny and Ron's hands still pointed to Mortal Peril; Charlie, Arthur's and her own, jumped from Mortal Peril to Burrow; Fred and George's went from Work to Mortal Peril as did Percy's stubble (the hand had been jerked off the clock by someone very recently); Bill's remained on Vacation. Molly sighed as she sipped her tea. The questions were etched there in her mind. There had to be some answers somewhere.

The gaze of her brown eyes jumped back to the clock and went around the words. She read them in her head. She started to look away but something caught her eye. She read it to herself again and jumped up from the table. That's it! I can't believe I didn't think of it before…

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The confining corridors of never ceasing darkness stretched behind them and before them for what felt like an eternity. The journey underground was one that he himself had taken many times before but it was a new one for his companion. He kept his eyes before him and ignored the whimpers that came from the behind him. Draco, he thought to himself, be careful of what you do.

Around the corner, the blinding darkness met with the piercing light and collided in their unexpecting eyes, which caused Draco to stumble into the room. The Death Eaters swept a fast glance toward the boy as he knocked into a statue. Snape grabbed onto him and pulled him back into a standing position. Draco's blue eyes met with Snape's cold black ones and his face hardened. Draco had done everything Snape warned him to be careful of doing. He glanced around the room and took a step forward, his face still hard and stern, which he used to mask his fears. Snape glared at him again as a raw, malevolent laugh flooded the room into silence.

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"I know that none of this is going to make very much sense. But I am going to tell you as best I can," Ginny paused as she looked into the forest behind her. But where do I start? The different options of what she could and should tell him fought against each other in her mind. Tears started to form behind her eyes. I can't tell him. He won't understand. I'm not supposed to tell him but how can I ignore his pain? That's not fair. Bloody hell! How did I get into all this?

"Gin?" Harry touched her arm and brought her back to the predicament that she didn't want to be in. She wondered to herself why she had even brought up the thought of telling him anyway when she knew she wasn't really supposed to say anything. But it was too late for that now. He would be mad if she didn't now.

Ginny took a deep breath and looked at the green eyes beside her. "Ok Harry. It all started after Dumbledore died. I got a call on the Muggle telephone that dad insisted on having. As soon as I answered I was asked to go to a meeting at Hogwarts. I asked why I should go because having been around you; I knew that it could have been a trap. But the voice changed into something softer and it was Dumbledore. I knew it as soon as he spoke. He said, 'Miss Weasley, I assure you this is not a trap. You do not have to worry for I would never place a student in the wrong hands, as you should know from previous experience with a certain diary. Yes, I may say again that this meeting is confidential and you should tell no one, even Mr. Potter. That is all I can reason that I am Albus Dumbledore and this is of the utmost importance.'

"Then he hung up. I knew it was him without a doubt so I went." Harry stared at her. All of this was too much already.

"You went? And what happened?" Ginny looked at him. I can't believe I'm doing this. It is rather untrustworthy but what choice do I have? I have to tell him…

"Well," she started, "I went to his office which there was me, Luna, Neville, Cho and a few others from D.A. Dumbledore had called all eight of us there to discuss a 'mission' he wanted us to help him with. It was 'way to save the school' and it had to be handled with the 'greatest care and secrecy ever known.' He gave each of us an assignment that we had to complete and report back to him…"

"Your assignment—what it me? And the search for the horcruxes?" Harry looked at her intensely. There was no way out of this now.

"Yes. I was to keep an eye on you and help you in any way needed. Even if it was just to help you see clearly," Ginny sighed as his gaze still looked upon her.

"And the others? What were their jobs?"

"I'm not sure. No one knew what the other was doing but so far, according to Professor Dumbledore, 'all is well on every front.' And I found out you were here because I overheard you." Ginny looked away then back to Harry. Their faces were so close together she could hear him breathing. "Do you need to know anything else?"

"Yeah actually that would be nice. What are you doing out here in the middle of the night?" Ginny and Harry turned and saw Ron standing behind them. Hermione followed behind him.

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The laughter had finally come to a close. And a quiet full of death filled the room. "I must say that my feelings are hesitant to show and my mind irresolute; but I am satisfied nonetheless. It does discern me to think of how blatantly my orders of Malfoy killing the old bat were ignored but it was done. And for that—and that alone—I am satisfied." Voldemort moved around the room until he was face to face with Malfoy and Snape.

"And from what I hear, he was shocked to see you do it Severus. I do believe that I have never heard the dope beg for anything before. Well done…even you Malfoy. For now the tables have turned more in our favor than ever expected." Voldemort smiled. Snape and Malfoy smiled back, which seemed to please him as he walked away.

"I have called you hear for a new problem has surfaced. Harry is searching…and if he and his little friends are not stopped he may ruin all of our plans. Again! That boy is getting on my last nerve! He can't leave anything alone! Year after year after year, my plans are thwarted by him! I am telling you to find him and bring him to me! This will be last time this happens. Take out anyone who gets in the way, starting with the friends. In the end they will all wish they never knew Harry Potter!" Voldemort laughed again as Snape's stomach jumped into his throat.

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"Minerva, I would put some tea on," Professor Dumbledore smiled from the wall. "We have company." Within that same sentence there was a knock on the door. "That would be Mrs. Weasley," Dumbledore looked at McGonagall. "Would you let her in before you retire?"

Professor McGonagall opened the door to the office and showed Mrs. Weasley to a seat. She then poured a cup of tea for her and left the room. "I knew it would be a mere matter of time before I saw you here, Molly."

"Then you know why I am here?" She asked.

"I have suspicion, yes. Would you care to share with me, just to be sure?" Dumbledore's eyes smiled, even from the portrait on the wall in the darkened room. Molly looked at him.

"What exactly are my children getting themselves into? Do you know where they have gone or what they have gotten themselves into?" Molly looked straight into the portrait at the soft face. "I know you know what is going on Dumbledore. I need to know. My sanity and their lives depend on it."

"You are wise, Molly. I do indeed know what they are doing. And I would be grateful to share it with you. However, there are a few precautions that I must take with you before I tell you anything." Dumbledore looked at her from his spot on the wall. "I understand that you are worried and upset and I will tell you what I can, but it will not be everything. Do I have your word that this conversation will not leave this room? If anyone knows who shouldn't, there could be dire consequences and we will all regret the outcome."

"Yes. You have my word. Their safety is at stake." Mrs. Weasley was on the edge of her seat looking over at him. The fire bounced in the fireplace and the light glimmered on the walls.

"Then I will tell you. But you must be prepared, for it a story that you will desperately not like to hear." Molly sat back in the chair. She had to listen to this. She had to know. Afterall, this was her family…all of them were in the midst danger and she knew it.

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"What? We're not doing anything!" Ginny yelled at Ron.

"We were just talking about how Ginny got here," Harry stated as he stood up. Hermione threw a glance at Ginny that no one except the two of them noticed. Ron dropped his shoulders and took a breath.

"Bloody hell! We thought something had happened to the two of you. We were worried. It's the middle of the night!" Ron took a deep breath.

"Ron, why don't you and Harry go inside and talk? It really isn't safe out here, especially to be starting a row," Hermione suggested. Neither said anything, just went inside. Hermione turned her eyes to Ginny. "You told him?"

"No," Ginny sighed.

"But…Harry said you told him—"

"I did. I told him what he wanted to hear," Ginny stood up and walked to Hermione. "He wouldn't have understood so I told him something that I knew he'd believe. I didn't want to lie to him but you had a hard time with it when I told you tonight…I can only imagine how he and Ron would have taken it. No, no. This is better. When it is time, I'll tell him the truth. But it's too soon. You know that, Hermione."

"Yes it is. Harry will not like it when he does hear it. For once, I think lying was the right thing to do. Why did you tell him anyway?" Hermione asked as they walked to the door.

"He was going crazy. I saw it in his eyes. It's that same kind of confusion and pain that he always gets. I had to tell him something." Ginny's sentence was followed by laughter from inside the old house. "I guess they made up."

"Don't they always though?" Hermione asked Ginny. She looked at her one more time. "Are you sure this is the right thing to do? Lie about all of it?"

Ginny looked around the corner and saw Harry and Ron playing chess and laughing. "I'm sure. I know I'll have to tell him but for now…I like him like this." Hermione nodded and they joined them in the room.

A/N: Tried to not leave you with a cliffy. I will update ASAP and sorry this one isn't as long as I hoped but I hope you all enjoyed it! Keep the reviews coming!Thanks!