They're back!

Dinner was a very cheerful affair that evening. Everyone was happier now that they knew Hermione and Mr. Weasley were well. Ron was in even better spirits knowing that Hermione might be coming back a day early. Harry felt like this had been the best summer of his life. For once, he didn't have to stay with the Dursleys, in fact, he hadn't heard from them since the day he left their house for ever. To add to his good spirits, he could spend every day with Ginny without having to worry about anything. Harry finally realized that there was no Voldemort after him anymore, it was over. Now he could live his life without worrying that he might be killed any second. The only thing he had to worry about right now was reading those two books that Kingsley had given him.

"Harry? Are you okay?" asked Ginny. Harry realized that had been day dreaming for the past minute. He shook his head and nodded towards Ginny.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I was just…."

"Thinking? Yeah, I know what you mean, it happens to me too sometimes. So, what were you thinking about?" asked Ginny with a suspicious look in her eyes. As Harry looked around, he realized they were the only ones left in the kitchen.

"Where's everyone?" he asked.

"Don't change the subject!" said Ginny. "And they're all in the backyard; George wanted to show mom his new broomstick."

"I was thinking of how good this summer is going. No Voldemort, no Dursley's, no worries. And plus, so much more time to spend with you!" said Harry kissing her sweetly. Ginny started blushing and batting her eyebrows. Harry started to laugh, he had never seen Ginny do that before, it was so unlike her.

"Why are you laughing?" Ginny asked, hitting his arm.

"Ouch, no, sorry, it's just that it's so unlike you to do that, I just thought it was funny." Harry answered.

"Harry, Ginny, come out side!" said Mrs. Weasley "You need to see George's new broomstick. They both stepped outside although they had already seen his broomstick earlier that day because they had played Quiditch together.

After dinner Harry went straight to bed because he was feeling very tired. As he sat in bed and thought he realized that his birthday was coming up in a week. Time had passed so fast since he came to the Burrow, in a week he would be turning 18 and he would be considered of age in the Muggle World, not that it mattered to him in any way. He fell asleep thinking of how he would spend his birthday, maybe he would spend it with Ginny, all by themselves, somewhere far away, a whole day together with nobody to bother them. He was awaken by what seemed, to Harry, a couple minutes later but was actually ten hours, by a noise in the kitchen. He got up from his bed put his glasses on and started walking towards the stairs when something brown and bushy knocked him down. As he got up he realized it was only Hermione.

"Hermione, Dad, you're back!" said a voice behind Harry, which he recognized as Ron's. Ron gathered Hermione in his arms and spun her around a few times, not caring that his parents, older brother, younger sister, and best friend were watching.

"Ok, ok, enough of this." said Mrs. Weasley "Arthur, Hermione, are you all right? How was the trip?"

"Oh, Mollywobbles!" –that got a laugh from the whole lot of them "I missed you so much. Yes, everything was fine, Hermione successfully restored her parents' memories, and she didn't even need my help."

A/N- I appologize to all my faithful readers that it took me so long to update a new chapter that is so incredibly short. School is getting in my way and it's stressing me out plus add getting a new boyfriend to all that, not much time for fanfiction. I promised I wouldn't leave this story hanging and I won't. My next chapter is going to be my last and I'll write an epilogue after that. ok REVIEW !!!!!