This is a H/G story with some R/H maybe if the author can write it in.

Disclaimer; If I owned Harry Potter would I be writing in here?

Chapter five – Diagon Alley

Ginny sat on the bench next to the Dursley's lawn thinking about Hogwarts, Harry, Voldemort, Harry, her family and Harry. She sighed, Ginny was finally getting to know Harry, he was beginning to see her as a person now; not just as Ron's little sister. Now she was his friend. That's not what I want though, she thought bitterly. She wanted so much more but thinking she could never get have it she decided that being friends with Harry was better than not being friends with him. Ginny pulled out a minuscule blue book, she mumbled something under her breath and it expanded into her diary, pulling out the quill that was inside she began to write.

Harry, meanwhile, was working hard. First he mowed the lawn, then he trimmed the edges, then he had to rake up all the cuttings and throw them on the compost heap. When he had finished he returned to the place he had left Ginny and found her writing vigorously in her diary.

"Where'd that come from?" Ginny jumped so high she nearly fell off the bench.

"Harry, you frightened me!"

"I didn't see you bring that down."

"Fred and George made it for me, it shrinks and expands on command, watch." Ginny closed the book with the quill inside and said "Finis" The diary shrank to the size of Hagrid's thumbnail and Ginny put it in her pocket.

"Harry, when are we going to Diagon Alley?" Harry thought about this,

"I don't know? I usually go with your family, how would we get there?" Ginny smiled mischievously, "What?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Well, Dad left Privet Drive on the floo network."

"We haven't got any Floo powder though. Have we?" Ginny smiled again,

"Well, maybe I pinched some before I left. You know in case of emergency" She said defending her actions against Harry's accusing stare.

"Your more like Fred and George than you know. We can go today if you want?" Ginny's eyes lit up, and she nodded.

Ginny stood in the kitchen doorway listening to Harry explaining where they was going.

"We're going to Diagon Alley to get our school stuff"

"I HOPE YOU DON'T EXPECT ME TO TAKE YOU ANYWHERE"

"I don't. We'll go by floo, you know in the fire." Uncle Vernon's face reddened as he remembered the last time a wizard used his fire for travelling. The living room carpet had never been the same since. His face turned another interesting colour and Harry grabbed Ginny and dragged her out yelling.

"Back before dark!"

Harry took the pouch off Ginny and gave her a pinch of the green powder inside. Throwing the powder on the fire she shouted,

"Diagon Alley" she span around and disappeared. Harry waited a dew seconds before doing the same. He hated travelling by Floo, he rather go on broomstick, even a portkey was better than floo powder. He landed unsteadily in The Leaky Cauldron and stumbled into Ginny, they both went crashing back and landed on a very disgruntled looking wizard.

"What in Merlin's name are you..." Harry stood up and the look of anger faded off the old wizards face, "Mr Potter!"

"Sorry about that" replied Harry

"Quite all right Mr Potter, not your fault" and with the that the, now embarrassed, wizard went up to the counter without a backwards glance. Harry raised his eyebrows as he turned to look at Ginny.

"Ah, the joys of being a hero!" she teased

"Gringotts" he said, slightly red in the face.

"Uh huh!"

Harry always loved the breakneck journey down to his vault but was slightly worried about how Ginny was going to pay for the things she needed. Ginny read his mind and said,

"Harry, mum sent me a bit of money and I have my own vault anyway." After visiting Harry's they went to Ginny's and Harry was surprised to see a large pile of galleons.

"My grandmother left it to me when she died, but I couldn't access it until now."

They headed for Flourish and Blotts, the book shop, to get their new books.

"Hogwarts?" The lady asked,

"Yeah" said Harry "We need a standard book of spells grade 5 and 6, and an 'Advanced DADA book."

"Two Advanced DADA book's" Ginny said, seeing the look of surprise on Harry's face she said, "I've been moved ahead in that class. I'll have Defence with you this year."

After they'd got their books they visited the Apothecary to replenish their ingredients. After eating an ice-cream each they went into 'Quality Quidditch Supplies' Harry was surprised that he didn't have to drag Ginny in.

"I love Quidditch" she explained, "Growing up with six brothers could turn even Lavender Brown into a fanatic!"

"You realise that we have five posts to fill this year. What position to do you play?" Harry was the seeker for Gryffindor, he'd been the youngest player in 100 years and had only ever lost one match.

"Chaser, I'm going to try out."

"You should..." Harry drifted off as he spotted a fantastic looking broomstick in a glass case.

The silver writing on it spelt 'Lightning Phoenix'. Harry owned a Firebolt, it had been brand new in his third year and was still by far the fastest broom in the castle; but was looking a bit worse for wear now. His Firebolt was still perfectly good however so he decided that the Lightening Phoenix would just have to wait. Ginny meanwhile had picked up a book called,

"Chaser Training; Tips and ideas" It only cost 2 silver sickles so she brought it, Harry brought "Quidditch Through The Ages; new edition" he read the old edition in his first year and the waiting list for it in the library at Hogwarts was now huge. The rest of the day they wondered around the Alley and spotted several students. Dean and Seamus; two sixth year Gryffindor's, had wolf whistled and winked at Harry when they saw him walking along talking to Ginny; Harry had merely glared at the before apologising to Ginny. She was thankful that she hadn't seen Ron or Hermione, or any other Weasley as she didn't think she could deal with them right now. It was getting late and would be getting dark soon so they decided to go back to The Leaky Cauldron and get a Butter Beer and then go back to Privet Drive.

Harry got the drinks and was just sitting down when there was a loud noise outside. Harry and Ginny looked at each other. Two black figures walked into the Inn; they were dressed all in black and had masks covering their faces. Several people screamed and dove behind the bar. Ginny gasped and turned deathly white as Harry shouted in pain, his scar was burning fiercely.

"I believe you have a meeting Potter" The death-eater hissed and pointed his wand,

"Imperio" The pain harry was feeling was lifted and he felt calm and contented, a voice in Harry's head said 'Come with us'. Harry was just about to when he felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned and saw Ginny, something in his mind clicked

"No!" he shouted the controlling curse was broken. In his fourth year Harry the DADA professor had taught them to throw off this curse, Harry was the only one who managed it. Suddenly someone behind Harry yelled,

"STUPEFY!" The two death-eaters fell, stunned, to the floor. There were two loud pops and two Auroras appeared.

"Your a bit late" said a familiar voice, Harry turned to see Mad eye Moody standing behind him.

"Learnt to throw off the Imperius charm then Potter! Maybe there's hope for you yet" and with that he apparated away. Harry looked for Ginny, he found her standing behind him shaking and crying. This time he didn't think about it, he did the natural thing and put his arms around her, trying to comfort her. After an hour of interviews about what had happened and a calming potion had been administered to Ginny, they were finally allowed to leave. When Harry and Ginny appeared in the lounge of Dudley squealed and ran into the kitchen.

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?" Vernon faltered when he saw Ginny shaking. "What happened?"

"Go upstairs Gin, I'll be up in a minute." Ginny nodded and walked shakily out of the room.

"Well?" Uncle Vernon demanded,

"Don't start!" Harry said surprising himself as well as his uncle. "We were attacked."

"Attacked?" his aunt asked, unable to keep the small amount of concern out of her voice.

"Yeah," Harry sighed, "The wizard who killed my parents rose again two years ago but we didn't hear from him last year. His attacks have started again, Me and Gin were sitting in The Leaky Cauldron when two Death- eaters; they are his servants, came in and tried to attack us. Another wizard used a stunning spell and they are now in the hands of The Ministry Of Magic. So if we're done with that I'm going to bed!" Vernon moved to block his way but Harry said one word,

"Godfather" Uncle Vernon soon moved at that.