After a frustrating night of trying to fall asleep and craving any news on the Gringotts attack, no one had heard anything but Sirius, who had talked briefly with Remus on his mirror and knew that no one had been killed, and only a few were seriously hurt from an explosion. As they all walked out of Grimmauld Place that morning with Sirius disguised as a dog and all their luggage shunk to fit in their pockets, Fred walked to the edge of the street and held his wand out in front of him, and seconds later the Knight Bus zoomed down the street and stopped with a quick screech in front of the group. An older man opened the door for them and asked for their destination which Fred gave along with all the money to pay for everyone, and walked on with George following behind. Harry turned to the dog sitting on the side walk beside him with his ears lowered, and gave a soft whine when he noticed Harry watching him. Harry walked directly in front of him and kneeled onto his knees, giving the dog a quick pat on the head.

"Don't get too upset, I'll call you on the mirror tonight after everyone is sleeping. Maybe even Tonks will let me use her fireplace so I could stop by and have a quick chat with you and Remus. But promise you won't do anything stupid that'll expose you, we can't talk if you're in a holding cell in the Ministry," Sirius gave another whine, "Just stay inside and be a good little dog."

Sirius huffed out his chest and bared his teeth, but Harry laughed and rubbed behind his ears, not at all frightened of the dog. Sirius then licked the side of his face much to the disgust of Harry, who wiped his face and wiped his slimy hand on Sirius' coat of fur.

"I'll talk to you later." Harry said before he quickly hugged Sirius around the neck, letting go when he saw Ginny climb onto the bus.

Harry got up and gave Sirius one last smile before he turned around and climbed onto the bus, the conductor shutting the door after him. Harry walked down the aisle and took the empty seat next to Ginny, who linked her hand together with Harry's and gave it a comfortable squeeze.

"He'll be alight." She told him, sensing his worry.

"I know," He replied with a sigh, looking out the window with his eyes following a black haired dog walking towards Grimmauld Place, "But I still worry."

As the bus started to fly down the street Ginny hugged his arm and rested her head on his shoulder, her hair tickling the side of his neck. Harry smiled and leaned his head against hers, soaking in her comfort. She knew how to comfort him without using words, and Harry felt extremely grateful for that. It didn't take them long to get to King's Cross Station at the speed that the Knight Bus drove, and since they were by themselves with Fred and George being the only ones over seventeen they awkwardly made their way to platform 9 3/4, none of them accustomed to boarding the train without their parents or guardians there to see them off.

Fred, George, Harry and Ron took all their trunks and loaded them onto the train as Ginny and Hermione went off in search of a compartment for them to sit in. After they finished Fred and George broke off from the group, in search of their friend Lee Jordan, who had been holding onto some of their new creations they had made for their joke shop. While they searched for the compartment the girls were in Harry and Ron jumped into a discussion about the new article that had come out in the Daily Prophet about the newest member to the Chudley Cannons, who had recently replaced their injured seeker.

"- at least they have a shot at winning their next game-"

"Are you kidding? From what I've seen of this bloke he's as bad as their old seeker!" Harry interjected.

"Didn't you see how he caught that snitch during the last practice?" Ron asked defensively.

"Yeah, and it was rubbish. He almost broke his arm going for that dive and caught it at the last second. Here, they're in here." Harry said, pointing at the compartment on his left.

Ron stopped walking and opened the door, entering with Harry behind him. Hermione was sitting by herself on one side while Ginny sat on the other, stopping their conversation mid sentence as they entered.

"Why do I get the feeling I don't want to know what you were talking about?" Ron asked as he took the seat next to Hermione and shrugged his jacket off.

"Because you really don't." Ginny replied as Harry sat next to her, linking their fingers together.

Ron made a noise of protest in the back of his throat, "Why do you have to do coupley things in front of me?" Ron groaned.

"Coupley things?" Ginny repeated with an arched eyebrow.

"You know what I mean; holding hands, kissing, touching. It's disturbing for me to watch." Ron said with a shudder.

Ginny then proceeded to tell Ron to shove a stick up a interesting part of his body, much to Harry's amusement and Hermione's disgust.

It was lightly snowing when the train stopped at the Hogsmeade station, making the ground slippery as they stepped down from the train. Ginny gripped Harry's warm hand tighter as she stepped off the train, using him to keep her up straight as her foot slipped on the icy ground, and carefully joined Ron and Hermione ahead of them. Harry noticed as they walked down the path that led to the carriages that there wasn't as many people back that had left for the holidays, and figured some parent's wanted their children home after what had happened at the bank yesterday. He thought that was plain stupid, what other place could be more safe for their children than Hogwarts?
Harry shuddered as the wind got stronger, pulling his scarf over his chin and lips and hugged Ginny closer to his side, and hurried the rest of the way to an available carriage. Ron and Hermione opened the door a minute or two later with Neville, who they had stopped and helped when Trevor escaped from his owners frozen fingers.

"Bloody hell!" Ron exclaimed as he shut the door, "There must be one hell of a storm brewing out there!"

The other nodded in agreement as they huffed on their cold fingers in the hopes of regaining feeling back in their limbs, and spend the carriage ride trying to warm up before they had to go back out into the freezing weather. A wave of warm air hit them as they entered the castle, much to their relief. Ginny rubbed her hands together before linking them with Harry's, and they both ignored the glances thrown their way as they walked down the corridor that led to the Great Hall with Ron, Hermione, and Neville by their sides.

They all sat down at the Gryffindor table with Dean and Seamus joining, both putting in what they did and got from Christmas, and Harry couldn't help but notice Dean's eyes glance towards Ginny and their hands inter-linked, but decided to ignore it. Finally everyone had made it through the storm outside and were seated at their house tables, Dumbledore sat from his chair at the head table and cheerfully welcomed everyone back, and ended with telling minor details about the Gringotts attack yesterday, reporting that there were no dead and only a few injured.

After Dumbledore sat down the tables groaned as steaming food appeared on it, and the sound of chatter filled the hall again as everyone dig into the feast in front of them. Harry picked at his food while Neville, Ginny, and Hermione engaged in conversation, and Ron scarfed down his food like he had been starved for days. He didn't want to admit it, but Harry was bothered by the little details he had gotten about the attack, not even the Prophet had a full report to give in the morning's Daily Prophet. Wasn't he promised to be more involved in what Voldemort was doing? Didn't they trust that after everything that had happened he could keep information?

Harry closed his eyes and huffed out air from his nose, and shook his head. Bloody hormones, he thought as he took a sip of pumpkin juice, just give it time. As if Hermione sensed his thoughts she tapped Harry's shoulder to get his attention and asked him about the mirror Sirius had given him, taking his mind off the attack for a while. As they chatted the remaining food and empty plates vanished from the table and the table was cleaned of any garbage. Since Dumbledore had made the announcements before dinner they were free to leave, and Harry stood up still talking to Hermione as he reached for Ginny's hand as they joined the line leading out of the Great Hall.

"Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter! Harry!" A voice called from the line behind them, and Harry strained his neck looking for the owner of the voice.

Tonks finally made it past the line of annoyed students and gave Harry a breathless smile, and she took a moment to regain her breath.

"It's like trying to push past a bloody brick wall," She muttered irritably, then covered her mouth and glanced around them, "Sorry, I'm not supposed to use foul language, being a teacher and all. Keep forgetting that rule."

Harry smirked as Ginny and Hermione let out a burst of small giggles.

"Where's Ron?" Tonks asked, her eyes glancing at the empty space at Harry's side.

"He went to send mum and dad a letter letting them know we got here safely." Ginny responded.

"Why don't you two meet him up in the Common Room? I need to have a quick chat with Harry." Tonks told them.

Hermione shrugged and gave a wave of goodbye as she mingled with the now shortened line, while Ginny took a moment to kiss Harry on the cheek before she said goodbye to Tonks and left them, looking behind one last time to see Harry's pink cheeks and Tonks amusement before she walked out the doors.

"So, what's up?" Harry asked.

Tonks motioned with her finger for Harry to follow her to a small corridor on the side of the Great Hall, where the teachers usually left from. It led to a small dimly light chamber that felt as cold as the weather outside, making Harry shudder and pull his cloak closer to his body.

"Sorry about the chill, but I'll make this brief. Since you've been getting better with Occulemncy I'll give you this week off, but I expect you in my office seven o'clock sharp next Thursday." Tonks said, leaning against the chamber wall and crossing her arms across her chest.

Harry nodded in agreement, "Sounds fair. Now, Dumbledore promised to include me in whatever the Order's doing, and I haven't heard a word about the attack other than what everyone else knows."

Tonks blinked in surprise. "I never knew you could be so blunt. Okay, I'll tell you, but I better not get my head chewed off for it. Voldemort had the attack planned for ages but didn't tell his Death Eaters until the last moment, but even then Snape managed to contact Dumbledore. Gringotts already has great security but with us there we managed to hold them off from entering the bank. I could see Voldemort's surprise and fury, it was quite a sight."

"Yeah, I bet." Harry muttered, absentmindedly rubbing his scar as he remembered the pain it had given him later last night.

Tonks gave him a sympathetic smile, "That must be hell, feeling his emotions."

"He has mood swings like a girl, it's difficult to keep up." Harry murmured, much to Tonks amusement.

"Okay, I've kept you long enough. You can go and join your girlfriend back in the Common Room." Tonks said teasingly, pushing him towards the exit.

Harry let out a snort of laughter as he blushed, but grasped the doorknob and pushed the door open, "Goodnight Tonks."

"Goodnight Harry. I better not catch you and Ginny in any broom cupboards!" She called after him.

"Oh, sod off!" She heard Harry remark as the door shut behind him, leaving Tonks snorting with laughter behind him.