"Er… Okay, Harry. What do you want to talk about?" Ginny asked, still confused.

            "There's a lot, actually. There are some things that I haven't told you that you need to know now that You-Know-Who is back. Sirius Black is my godfather." Ginny gasped.

            "Well, Harry, aren't you scared? Now that You-Know-Who is back, Black could already be planning how to get to you with him!"

            "Ginny, you don't understand. Sirius is innocent. He was my dad's best friend. He bought me my Firebolt. He's a good man and he was framed, which brings me to my next point. Peter Pettigrew, the one who is supposed to be dead, is alive, and he is Voldemort's servant." Harry was very calm through all of this, but Ginny took a considerable blow.

            "You're joking, right? I mean, you can't possibly believe this? Black killed your parents!"

            "No, he didn't. Ginny, please listen to me, Black is innocent, Pettigrew is guilty. Pettigrew was Scabbers. Don't you wonder why Ron doesn't have him anymore?"

            "I just thought that he died. He was really old," Ginny whimpered. She was taking a real shock.

            "Pettigrew was an unregistered Animagi. Ginny, you have to believe me."

            "I—I believe you, Harry. Why didn't you tell me before?"

            "I didn't think I had to. I didn't know how bad things were going to get."

            "Is there anything else?" Ginny asked. She wasn't sure if she was up to another surprise.

            "Well, actually, there is," Harry said. He looked at her widening eyes and got up. "We can talk later if you like."

            "Yeah, I think so, later," she said quietly. "Is that who you were writing to the other day? Sirius?"

            "Yes, I had to tell him about my—about something."

            "Please, Harry, no more secrets. What did you write to him about?"

            "Everything," he said, sitting down again. "About my scar, Dumbledore telling me I'm the heir to Gryffindor, Aidan, I'm blaming myself for everything!" He buried his head in his hands and sighed heavily. Ginny had no idea what he was talking about. The heir to Gryffindor? Aidan? What was wrong?

            "Harry, I have a feeling that we're going to be talking up here for a while."

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            "Ron, Ron, wait… slow down. When did this all happen?" Hermione asked. Ron had been trying to explain all the things that had happened to Harry over the past week and why he was upstairs with Ginny instead of talking to them himself.

            "Dumbledore told him last week. Bit of poor timing if you ask me."

            "I'll say," Aidan added. "What, so now he has to take classes with Dumbledore during Divination?"

            "Yeah."
            "The lucky bugger," Aidan said under his breath. Unfortunately, Hermione heard him.

            "Lucky!? You call him lucky!? He's Voldemort's biggest enemy, he has to learn some advanced magic just to defend himself, and he's upstairs trying to explain all of this to his girlfriend in private! Yeah, Aidan, he's real lucky!"

            "No, I didn't mean it like that. Dumbledore just probably scheduled it during Divination as an incentive, that's all." Hermione huffed.

            "That's still… boys," she muttered.

            "Anyways…" Ron continued. "He's upstairs telling Ginny about everything. About Sirius, Wormtail, his inheritance, Lupin, the Time-Turner and Buckbeak. She has the right to know everything."

            "Why does it seem that when everything was just getting back to normal that our whole world has to come crumbling back down?"

~*~*~*~*~*~

            Tears were streaming down Harry's face. He had never broken down like this before, and he was extremely embarrassed. Ginny had put her arm around him and was trying to comfort him, though at the same time try to make sense out of what Harry had just told her.

            "Harry, you have to tell me what you're talking about. I can't help you if you don't," she asked in what she hoped was a soothing voice.

            "Where should I start?" he said condescendingly. "I mean, there's so much that you could write a book! No, that's already happened, too, as a matter of fact four books, and the next one's on the way!"

            "Harry, calm down. What are you talking about?"

            "Okay, I'll tell you everything, just—just let me settle down." Harry was heaving very deeply. Ginny had never seen him so overwhelmed and was eyeing him curiously. Harry bit his upper lip and looked up at the ceiling of the room. "We should really put a Silencing Charm around your bed if we're going to continue up here," he said.

            "Okay," she said. She pulled out her wand and said the incantation. "You have to talk now."

            "Okay, last year after the Triwizard Tournament, things were just rotten. I was getting owls from everyone telling me about what was happening and the attacks across the country. Naturally I blamed myself for it all, because, you know, Cedric was dead and Volde—You-Know-Who was back. Then I came back to school and everything seemed fine for a while, except for the new boy."

            "You mean Aidan? What's wrong with him?"

            "Nothing's wrong with him. But he's a Muggle. He made a wish to come here over the summer and Ron and I could tell he knew stuff about us that only we would know, and that was kind of weird. So he was adopted by Sam and Jen O'Reilly. Dumbledore had a special request for him." Ginny sat staring wide-eyed at Harry.

            "But… how, Harry?"

            "Books. Muggle books. A Muggle author has been writing my biography as it happens. Yep. My secret's out, to everyone in the known world."

            "Oh my God!"

            "Yeah, and that's not the end of it. It seems that I'm the Heir to Gryffindor, the only one who can totally defeat Voldemort. Dumbledore's my great-great-grandfather, or something. I have to learn some new inherited magic. And to top it all off, my scar is a Voldemort Tracking Device!" Harry flopped on his back and breathed deeply. It felt good to get it all off his chest.

            "Okay, okay, let me get this straight. Aidan was a Muggle but he wished to become a wizard, you're the Heir to Gryffindor, and your scar tells you where You-Know-Who is? Is there anything else that you have to tell me?"

            "Professor Lupin is a werewolf."

            "Everyone knows that," Ginny said. "Snape told us at the end of the year he was here."

            "Okay, good. Hermione and I saved that hippogriff that was on trial in our third year. Hermione had a time-turner because of all the courses she was taking and we saved him from the executioner and Sirius from the Dementor's Kiss." Ginny gasped again, but then she put her arms around Harry.

            "We're going to get through this, Harry Potter. I know we will. You're going to learn that magic and you're going to kick some major You-Know-Who ass. I'll be right by your side and you can count on me. I promise."

            "I knew there was a reason I liked you," Harry said, kissing her forehead. "Are you ready to go downstairs?"

            Ginny wiped a single tear from her cheek and replied, "Yeah, I think so." She removed the silencing charm from her bed and opened the hangings. The fourth year girls were back and unpacking. When they saw Harry they giggled.

            "Oooh! Does ickle Ginny have a wittle boyfriend?" one girl with curly brown hair asked in a baby voice.

            "Yeah, do you have a problem with that?" Ginny said in superior tone. The girl turned back to her packing, and then Ginny said in an undertone to Harry, "That's just Gianna, don't mind her." Harry laughed.

            Harry led Ginny to the marble steps and they climbed down them into the common room, Harry with his arm around Ginny. Ron, Hermione, and Aidan noticed the pair once they had reached the bottom and Ron called out. "You all right there, mate?"

            "Yeah, I'm alright. We're going to get through this, Ron. We're all going to do this together."

            "I'm all for it," Hermione said. Ron looked at her.

            "Do you think you're brave enough, because I mean you—"

            "Oh, Ron Weasley, do not even start! You're scared of spiders for Pete's sake!" That seemed to shut Ron up a bit.

            "Look, we're going to have to be brave about this. This is change for everybody, not just me, got it? Aidan, do you think you can do it?"

            "Yeah, Harry, why do you think that I wouldn't be?" Aidan replied raising his eyebrows at Ginny.

Harry leaned over and said in a very audible whisper, "She knows." Ron and Hermione laughed.

"Alrighty then. Let's get cracking then," Ron said with a clap of his hands.

            "We can't do anything yet, you git."

~*~*~*~*~*~

            Aidan was dreading meeting Leigh in the secret room. He was supposed to meet her at midnight and he knew that whatever news she had for him wasn't good. His friends kept reassuring him that everything was alright but he knew that it couldn't be true, there were just too many bad things happening to believe it.

            But midnight was coming sooner than he had expected it too and he took off for the room with the help of Harry's Invisibility Cloak and the Marauders' Map ("Sometimes I think that you know way too much about me for my own good!" Harry had said jokingly.)

            It was a pretty smooth trip. Aidan only met Mrs. Norris once and she turned away before he even had to sidle around her. Before he knew it (or wanted it to happen) he was at the tapestry that hid the door to the room. As soon as he checked that no one was around to see the door open, he creeped in.

            The room was dark and cold and Aidan had to use the Lumos spell so he could see. Once he could see, he lit a fire at the fireplace at the far end of the room. When he had accomplished that, he sat down on a cushy couch and waited.

            For almost fifteen minutes Aidan sat. He was really starting to consider returning to Gryffindor Tower when the flames glowed green and Leigh stepped out of them. She was looking tired and as though she had not eaten properly in days. When she spotted Aidan, she crossed over to him in three strides and hugged him.

            "I've missed you so much," she whispered. Aidan could see the mischievous sparkles in her eyes were gone and the bright blue of her irises had been replaced with a dull sort of grey.

            "What's happened to you? You look terrible. And why didn't you come back on the school train?"

            "I'm in big trouble," she replied taking a seat next the fire. Aidan followed her lead. "My father is… well this is sort of hard to explain."

            "Go on. You didn't come up here for nothing, did you?"

            "My father is a Death Eater."

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Author's Note: I hope you like this! I haven't had a lot of time to work on this for various reasons, the most obvious being the hellhole of 8th grade. Too much homework!!! Please review! I love my precious reviews! If there are enough, I might do a sequel! Just kidding, you don't really want that do you….