Hey guys. I know it's been a really long time. But I forgot about this because of church. I remember so I'm going to update quickly (I hope).

Harry felt a rush of excitement. Dumbledore was awake! He laughed in happiness and realized that Ginny and Snape were looking at him as though he were dangerous. He showed the book to the two of them and sprinted out of the room. They read the book and quickly followed him. He burst out of the bookcase entrance and waited impatiently for the others. When they came through he shut the bookcase and took to running again.

Snape was panting slightly as he ran. Ginny looked at him quizzically for a moment and then shook her head and focused on running. Snape stopped where his foot landed. Why had she looked at me that way. Snape shrugged to himself and was about to start running when he decided against it. It's not like anything overly exciting waited for him. Dumbledore was awake. So he could be spoken to any time. And as for Mcgonnagal...well best to let sleeping dogs lie. No there was no hurry.

Harry jumped down the last flight of stairs and nearly fell straight into Hagrid who it seemed had accompanied Mcgonnagal. Harry wondered why the book hadn't told him about Hagrid. The confusion was pushed aside as he walked up to Mcgonnagal.

"Hello professor." He said. He was surprised by two things, the fact that his voice was calm and the fact that Hagrid had a parcel sticking out of one of his pockets. "What brings you here."

"Well a few things. First to tell you that proffessor Dumbledore has awoken. I had a copy of his portrait made for you to hang here in Grimmauld place so you can speak to him. Hagrid." She said. Hagrid reached into his pocket and withdrew the parcel and handed it gingerly to Harry.

"And now to the second order of business." She said crisply. "I realize you don't want to return to Hogwarts but please talk to Professor Dumbledore. He may have some things to say." Harry told her he'd think about it.

"Well I must go. I shall see you at school Miss Weasley." She said briskly. She turned and strolled out of the house. Hagrid looked at harry and grinned for a moment before following her. Harry shut the door and then turned to Snape and Ginny.

"Is that a portrait of the Headmaster?" Snape said softly. Harry nodded and Snape closed his eyes.

"Well are you going to let him out of there or are you going to strangle him?" Ginny asked smiling.

"He's a painting Ms. Weasley. He doesn't require breath." Snape said boredly.

"Well I think I'll just put this up in my room either way." Harry said quickly. Ginny looked to be on the point of leaping at Snape. She spoke up when he turned.

"I'll come with you. I need to talk to you anyways." Harry shrugged and she wrapped her arm around his. Snape shook his head and stalked off to the library.

After they got to his room, Harry sat the painting on the bed and turned to Ginny.

"Now what's the problem Ginny? You don't normally talk to me in private."

"It's...Snape. I know you think he's trustworthy but I'm not so sure. I can't get over what he did to Dumbledore."

Harry sighed and sat down, Ginny curling into him. "I know you don't trust him. But I'm asking you to trust me. I think he's trustworthy. Or if not at least he won't try anything when he has to stay at headquarters. Think about it. There's always at least ten Order members here. Do you think he can take all of them?" Ginny looked at him doubtfully.

"Ok. Let's hang this painting up and then ask Professor Dumbledore what to do. Ok?" Ginny nodded and smiled.

"What?" Harry asked perplexed.

"Nothing." she smiled even broader and leaned up to kiss him. Than she went giggling to the bed and started pulling at the cloth covering the painting. Harry shook his head. No matter how close we get, I'll never understand her. He walked up and wrapped his arms around her waist. She smiled slightly and nuzzled into him. But I can live with that.

Finally Harry pulled away and pulled the cloth off of the painting. Proffessor Dumbledore was nowhere to be seen. The background was the headmasters office with a comfy looking chair behind the desk. Harry smiled. The background looked like something Proffessor Dumbledore would have been ecstatic about dwelling in.

He put it on the nail sticking from the wall and turned to Ginny. "We'll have to ask him later I think."

"Well, Mr. Potter," she said devilishly, "how do you suggest we pass the time?"

"Well I have a few ideas-"

"That would no doubt be inappropriate for the ears of an old man such as myself."

They both turned and saw Dumbledore smiling at them from his painting. He looked exactly as Harry remembered him.

"Hello sir." Harry said.

"Come Harry. I'm not the Headmaster anymore. Call me Albus."

"I don't think I could do that. It would just be too weird."

"Well Dumbledore then. I insist."

"Ok si-Dumbledore." Harry said. Dumbledore's smile broadened.

"Now, Minerva tells me that the Horcrux we found in the cave was a fake?"

Harry nodded, remembering the note he had found inside.

"But we found the real one. And the others except Nagini and obviously Voldemort." Harry spoke in a rush.

"Excellent. We'll have to see if we can't get his soul out without damaging the artifacts. They would be of great historical value."

"Sir? I- uh met someone named Caleb." Dumbledore looked up sharply at Harry. "He said you taught him."

"That is indeed a long story Harry."