*Part 3*

A few hours later, the Weasley's pulled into the driveway of 4 Privet Drive. Ron ran up to the door, and didn't even have to knock; the door was flung open by Harry, who had evidently been waiting for him. Harry picked up his trunk, while Ron took Hedwig and the puppy, which Harry had named Matt, after his uncle. They heaved the trunk into the trunk of the car, and climbed into the backseat where Fred and George were already waiting. They set Hedwigs' cage in the front seat with Mrs. Weasley while Harry put Matt in his lap.
"Who gave you the puppy?" Ron asked.
"My uncle, Matt," Harry replied.
"I didn't know you had an uncle."
"Neither did I, and aparently, neither did Dumbledore."
"Then how do you have an uncle?"
"Well, it's a long story."
"It's a long drive back to the Burrow."
"Okay, well, my dad had a sister who was two years younger than him, Kasey. She went to Hogwarts also. There she met and fell in love with Matt Menendez."
"You mean Professor Menendez?"
"We'll get to that. Anyway, they married after Hogwarts. One night Voldemort ("Say You-Know-Who, will you?") attacked them. Everyone believed both Matt and Kasey had died. It turns out Matt survived. He went into hiding until the fall of Voldemort.("Don't say the name!") Then he began travelling a lot to try and get over Kasey. He knew my mum and dad had been killed, if he'd known I was living with the Dursleys and not Sirius, he'd of come back for me, but he didn't know that, and anyway, Dumbledore wouldn't have let him. So nobody knew he was alive until he applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts job last year. So at the end of the year, Dumbledore told me the truth about Matt," Harry said.
"Wow," Ron said as they pulled into the the Weasleys' driveway. They ran inside with Harry's things and dragged them up to Ron's room. They were both hungry, so they went downstairs for a snack. Sitting at the kitchen table was Ginny, who was busy writing a letter.
"Who're you writin' to, Gin?" Ron asked.
"None of your business," Ginny muttered.
"Are you writing to your boyfriend?"
"As a matter of fact, yes."
"Who is he?"
"No one. Why should I tell you who my boyfriend is, anyway?" Just then Fred and George walked into the room.
"Ooh, Ginny's got a boyfriend?" Fred said.
"Who is he, Ginny?" George asked.
"Like I said, why should I tell you?" Ginny said
"We're your brothers," George said.
"Come on, who is it, Gin?" Fred asked. George looked at the letter.
"Seamus, ay?"
"WHAT?" Ron yelled.
"Seamus?" Harry asked incrediously.
"Yes, Seamus. What does it matter to you?"
"Nothing," Harry said, but Ron was fuming.
"Uh-oh," Harry whispered, "I'd better take him upstairs before he blows." Ginny giggled while Harry dragged Ron upstairs.
"I can't believe it. My sister and Seamus Finnigan," Ron said angrily, "If he does anything to her.........." Ron ripped the head off of one of his stuffed animals, showing Harry what he would do to Seamus.
"Ron, chill. Seamus is a good guy," Harry said.
"Yeah, but he's so much older than Ginny," Ron whined.
"Yeah, right. He's a year older than her. He's our age, for Pete's sake. It was no different with me and Cho," Harry said.
"Yes it was," Ron replied.
"How?"
"Cho's an older girl. Seamus is an older boy. There is a difference."
"Sure there is, Ron. Listen, I don't know about you, but I'm tired. Goodnight," Harry said as he lay down on one of Ron's twin beds and fell immediately to sleep.


*Finis*