A/N: Thank you to all those who reviewed and let me some suggestions. This chapter is dedicated to ghostchicken and Lazy Lazuli for giving me some much needed inspiration!

Warnings For This Chapter: cutting mentioned

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Chapter Twenty-Four

A sharp pain at her ribcage woke Ginny that morning. She looked around to see what had caused it, and was alarmed to find Harry tossing violently in bed next to her. Ginny shook his shoulder roughly, glad that he woke almost immediately.

"Are you all right?" Ginny asked worriedly.

"Scar," Harry muttered, holding a hand to his forehead. "It hasn't hurt like this in a while. I didn't clear my mind last night before I went fell asleep, so he got into my head. Whatever happened, Voldemort's happy. Really happy. I think he has a plan and he thinks it's going to work."

Ginny was surprised that he knew so much. "You should go talk to Dumbledore."

"I will. We both have early classes why don't you go on to breakfast and I'll meet you there?" Harry suggested.

"Okay." Ginny kissed him chastely before she left the dormitory.

Harry dressed quickly before leaving Gryffindor Tower for Dumbledore's office. He wasn't surprised to find Dumbledore already sitting at his desk.

"Ah, Harry, what can I do for you this morning?" Dumbledore looked up as Harry entered the room.

"I had a dream, sir. I didn't clear my head before I fell asleep last night. Voldemort's happy, ecstatic really. He has a plan for something, and he thinks it will be successful." Harry sat down across from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore thought this over for a minute. "I see. You do not know what his plan is, or what it concerns?"

"Me. It's about me. But isn't it always?" Harry attempted to joke.

"Unfortunately it seems that way, my boy." Dumbledore sighed. "Perhaps I should cancel the next Hogsmeade weekend. I would feel better knowing you are safe."

"I'll be all right, sir. I don't think he would try anything in broad daylight. Why don't you just have some Order members there?" Harry suggested.

Dumbledore paused. "I suppose that would be all right. They must be with you at all times, though, Harry. Do not go wandering off."

"I won't, sir." Harry assured him.

"Very well. I shall contact Nymphadora and Remus at once. Now you go on down to breakfast. If you have any more dreams or visions let me know," Dumbledore said.

"I will, Professor. Thank you." Harry left the office slightly worried. While he didn't think Voldemort would attack in the middle of the day, he knew Tom Riddle was very unpredictable.

Harry was surprised to find Draco sitting across from Ginny at the Gryffindor table. He sat down beside Ginny.

"Dumbledore thinks he might attack at the next Hogsmeade weekend. He's going to have Tonks and Remus watch us that day." Harry picked up a piece of toast.

"What's going on?" Draco asked.

"I had a dream last night." Harry explained to Draco about his link with Voldemort, and what he had seen.

"Shouldn't Dumbledore cancel the trip?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

"He wanted to, but I asked him not to. He's going to have an Auror and Professor Lupin follow us." Harry shook his head.

"Well, I suppose that's better than nothing." Draco offered.

Harry nodded. He hoped everything would be okay. Given Ginny's current issues, he didn't think she could handle going through a Death Eater attack.

H/G

That night Harry and Ginny relaxed in the common room. By the grace of God, the professors hadn 't assigned any homework that day. Ginny was curled up beside Harry, her head resting on his chest. Harry bent his head down and kissed the top of her copper head.

"Let's go upstairs," Harry whispered into her ear.

Ginny looked at him curiously, but nodded. She followed Harry up the spiral staircase. Once in the sixth year boy's dormitory, Ginny stretched out on Harry's bed.

"What's up?" Ginny asked.

"We need to talk." Harry sighed as he sat down beside her.

Ginny supported herself on her elbows. "About what?"

"Last night," Harry stated.

"Oh." Ginny lowered her eyes.

"What made you do it?" Harry asked.

"Hermione came into my dormitory last night. She demanded I give her my razors. I just . . . I couldn't." Ginny repressed a sob.

"Ginny, I love you and when you hurt, I hurt. Please come to me when the pain becomes too much to bear. Let me try to make it go away," Harry pleaded.

"I know." Ginny shut her eyes. "I'm sorry."

"I won't say it's all right, because it isn't. I just want you to get better. Please get better." Harry blinked back tears.

"I'm trying, Harry. I'm trying." Ginny laid her head on his lap. She finally let go and allowed herself to cry. Harry rubbed her back soothingly.

"Your next session with Healer Seacrest is Monday," Harry said softly.

As Ginny began to get better, her sessions with Seacrest had moved further apart. Currently, she went once every three weeks. As she had only relapsed for two weeks, Seacrest didn't know anything about it.

"I know," Ginny whispered.

"Ginny, you're going to tell her right?" Harry asked.

Ginny sighed. "Yeah, I am."

Harry pulled Ginny into his lap. She curled into his chest. Harry stroked her back softly. Before he knew it, Ginny's breathing was even. Harry laid Ginny down beside him. He went to his trunk and got a change of clothes for her. As tenderly as he could, Harry changed her into one of his T-shirts. After he put her dirty clothes under the bed, he climbed in bed beside her. Harry held her close and drifted off to sleep.

H/G

Allof Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry woke early that Saturday. It was a Hogsmeade weekend and everyone was anxious to leave the castle. At breakfast, Harry noticed that Draco seemed very distracted. He kept glancing over at the Slytherin table.

"Are you okay, Draco?" Harry asked. "You seem distracted."

"What?" Draco shook his head to clear his mind. He turned to look at Harry. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"Cornelia Harkiss is fine too." Harry smirked.

Draco blushed. "If you say so."

Ginny turned around to look at the black-haired girl sitting at the Slytherin table. Cornelia was in Ginny's year. Despite being a Slytherin, she was very nice and despised Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bulstrode, as well as the two Slytherin girls in Cornelia's own year. Cornelia sat with Daphne Greengrass and Tracey Davis. It appeared they were talking about some idle gossip.

"Nena's really nice." Ginny smiled.

"Yeah. She is." Draco nodded in agreement.

"Why don't you talk to her?" Harry suggested.

"I couldn't," Draco muttered.

"Why not?" Hermione asked.

"She isn't exactly very fond of me." Draco stirred his porridge distractedly.

"I'm sure you're exaggerating," Ginny said sympathetically.

"I can assure you, I'm not." Draco glanced back up at Nena. As if she sensed his eyes on her, Nena looked up. She immediately noticed Draco staring at her. Nena flipped her curly hair over her shoulder, before she turned to Tracey, who was saying something.

"What reason would she have to dislike you?" Hermione asked curiously.

"She needs a reason?" Draco asked.

"What do you mean? She has to have a reason." Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Do we have to discuss Malfoy's love life?" Ron finally broke in.

"For once, I agree with, Weasley. Let's drop it." Draco quickly finished his breakfast.

Once in Hogsmeade, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and to Ron's dismay, Draco, made their way to the Three Broomsticks. Harry saw Tonks waving at him and smiled, leading the way over to the table she shared with Remus.

"Wotcher, Harry!" Tonks beamed at him. Her hair was her signature spiked bubble gum pink, while her eyes were a bright purple.

"Hello, Tonks, Remus," Harry sat down across from Remus.

"How is school going?" Remus asked.

"Very well." Hermione answered instantly. "I'm a little worried about finals but I've been studying every night-"

"I don't think he wants a recount, Hermione." Ron took a swig of butterbeer.

Hermione blushed, but didn't speak.

"And how are you, Draco?" Tonks asked politely, a scowl on her face as she eyed her cousin cautiously.

"I'm doing well." Draco watched Nena walk past the window, holding hands with Blaise Zabini.

Tonks turned to see what Draco was looking at. "She's pretty."

"I guess." Draco averted his eyes.

"Why the long face, Draco?" Remus asked gently.

"No reason. So, what're you doing now that you aren't a professor anymore?" Draco changed the subject. Remus noticed this but let it go.

"Well, as a werewolf work is hard to come by. Mainly, I search for a cure for lycanthropy. I also do some work for Professor Dumbledore," Remus replied.

"Really?" Draco looked up. "What kind of work?"

"Just some odds and ends," Remus replied casually.

Draco nodded but didn't say anything else.

After a round of butterbeers, Harry, Draco and Remus headed off to Dervish and Banges while Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Tonks left for Honeydukes. They had only gone a few yards, when Harry heard screams behind him. He spun around and watched in horror as Death Eaters began to apparate into the village. One apparated right next to Ginny. He turned to her and immediately grabbed her, holding his wandpoint to her neck.

"Ginny!" Harry exclaimed. He took off running down the lane, Remus and Draco on his heels.

"Come any closer, Potter, and she'll be dead before she hits the ground." Harry recognized the voice instantly.

"Malfoy." Harry spat out his name.

"I'm warning you now, Potter." Lucius Malfoy pressed his wand harder to Ginny's throat.

"Don't worry about me, Harry. Help the others," Ginny said much more braver than she felt.

"Let her go, Malfoy!" Harry demanded. He took a step closer.

"I warned you!" Malfoy lifted up his wand. "Avada-"

Malfoy was knocked off his feet before he could finish the spell. Unable to see his son because of the Sicherheit spell, Draco had caught him unawares as he tackled his father to the ground.

"What was that?" Malfoy croaked out.

Draco jumped to his feet, took Ginny's hand and pulled her down a side alley. Once she was safe, Draco returned to the lane. Fights were breaking out everywhere. Ron was currently dueling with Crabbe, while Hermione was firing spell after spell at Goyle. Draco felt no sympathy for his former friends. They deserved every injury they got. He looked around to see if anyone needed his help. Tonks was fighting her aunt Bellatrix Lestrange, while Harry and Remus fought Lucius Malfoy side by side.

Draco turned around and came face to face with Theodore Nott's father. Ted Nott was one of the few good Slytherin's in his year. He felt a wave of guilt come over him before he yelled out "Stupefy!" Nott instantly fell to the ground.

Within five minutes, the Death Eaters realized they were outnumbered. They quickly began to disapparate. The ones left behind were quickly bound by the Aurors and Order members who had arrived on the scene shortly after the Death Eaters had appeared.

Harry quickly ran to where Draco had taken Ginny. To his horror she had sunk to the ground. Harry immediately noticed her leg was bent at an odd angle.

"Harry," Ginny gasped in pain as she struggled to get to her feet.

"Don't move, love, don't move." Harry stroked her hair gently. "Remus!"

Remus immediately appeared next to Harry. He bent down and examined Ginny's leg. "It's broken. I can bind it like I did Ron's but she'll need to be taken to the Hospital Wing." Remus withdrew his wand and muttered, "Ferula!"

A splint appeared around Ginny's leg. Harry carefully scooped Ginny up into his arms. "Let's get you to the Hospital Wing."