The next day Harry was up and dressed when Ron woke. He was sitting on his bed legs of to the side with his back to Ron. Ron shoved the bedcovers off himself and walked over to Harry. Harry was holding something in his arms and sitting silently. Looking closer Ron saw it was the photo album of his parents. His hollow eyes showed no emotion. Hollow to the bone. It was frightening to Ron. The pain his friend had gone through had been awful

            Ron clapped a hand on Harry's shoulder Harry must not have heard him because he jumped.

            "Harry it's me calm down." Harry relaxed but he was still rigid. He had on a plaid shirt that and black trousers his socks were mismatched and his shoes were unlaced but other than that he looked fine.

            "I'll bet it took you forever to dress huh?" Ron whispered. Harry nodded sheepishly. The other boys had already gone downstairs so the dorm was quiet. When they had seen he was awake they had said hello nervously. Neville had catiously asked if he could help him button that. But he had been ignored.

            They were all shocked at his apperance but when the whispers started he glared at them so hard they ran.

            While Ron showered the door opened. Harry looked around but of course could see nothing. That didn't stop him from trying his eyes darted from side to side panickedly.

            "Shhhh." Someone whispered. The only person he wanted to see. The only person he loved right then. The one who had been gone. She sat next to him on the bed and squeezed his hand. :"Hello Harry. I am back. I left Beuxbeton to come to you. I love you so much." She was crying he could hear and he reached a cold shaking hand over to touch her face.
I missed you so much I'm back now for as long as you need me." She had helped him through the previous year all the horrible things and now she was here again for him.

  For the first time in two months Harry Potter grinned. And then as Ron came out in a robe toweling his hair he spoke for the first time.

            "hi G--in-nny I-I m-missed you too." Ron's mouth dropped open then he grinned. Ginny had been the first thing to get a real reaction out of Harry in God knows how long. The year before he had been withdrawn. Ron had suspected something but Harry denied everything. He's nutters.now look what happened. Had been his first thought after he heard then he relized. He thought we wouldn't like us if he told.

            "Harry?" Ron asked. "You know I'll be your friend no matter what. Even if you get mad at me, I will never do again what I did in fourth year. You mean a lot to me."

            "Th-Thanks Ron. I-I k-know. F-forgive me?"

            "Yeah course."  That said they walked to breakfast Harry and Ginny holding hands. She led him to a spot at the Gryffindor table while the rest of the school whispered behind their hands. The couple ignored them all.

            "Here Harry your plate has and I say clockwise eggs, bacon, toast, and porridge." She placed his hand so gently with her own smooth one. "Here's your cup."

            "T-thanks." He stuttered. She sat next to him and smiled wistfully. Poor- no not Poor Harry he doesn't need sympathy. All he needs is someone to love him.

            "Ginny?" Hermione asked.

            "Yeah?"

            "Where'd you learn I mean no offence Harry but well to work with someone who's well blind?" she blushed.

            "it's o-okay." Harry whispered.

            "Oh well you see you know how I was in France for the summer? Well there was a boy there. (Harry he was five calm down) any who he was blind and his mother hired me to care for him." Ginny had matured more in the past year than anyone he knew.

            "Oh. That's cool." They nodded and ate in silence. As she ate her last bite Harry spoke, well whispered up. He hadn't eaten much she saw and there was a piece of bacon on his shirt.

            "I-I need t-too go see Si-Sirius," Ginny nodded scooted her chair back and led him up to the high table.

            "Professer Dumbledore where Is Sirius?" no Harry shook his head don't say it. No one saw.

            "He is in my office password is Blood Pop." Ginny nodded and whispered to Harry,

            "I'm not even gonna ask," Harry grinned at her. And Dumbledore smiled. He knew Ms. Weasly would do it. He whispered to Minerva,

            "Ah young love. It works wonders."

            "That it does Albus.that it does. Esspecially for those two"

            When Ginny led Harry to the goblin she stopped.

            "Well?" she said. He glared at her,

            "B-blood Pop." He whispered. The goblin sprang aside or so he thought and he started to walk forward but walked into it. He glared at Ginny's general direction again but she tapped him on the shoulder from the other side,

            "W-What was that for?"

            "You need to learn to know when someone comes up behind you."

            " Can't s-see re-remember?"

            "You can hear. Listen." He listened  very quietly he heard footsteps to the left behind him he turned.

            "Good Harry okay. Blood pop." He walked forward again and this time onto the staircase. "You said it too queitly," she explained. They knocked on the door.

            "Who is it?" Sirius called from inside.

            "M-me." The door was thrown open to reveal a flabbergasted Sirius Black.

            "Harry? You're you're your…"

            "Talking?" Ginny supplied.

            "Yeah talking…" Sirius repeated.

            "Si-Sirius we're st-still in the d-d-door."

            "Oh right come in." he said still in a state of shock,

            "Don't make me led you too." Ginny sneered. She liked Sirius well enough but well…

            "Right." They sat on a couch on the far side of the office Sirius across from them. "How'd you do it?" he directed this at Ginny.

            "S-she c-came back f-f-or m-me. Even though fr-fr-ance was her d-dream." Harry answered.

            Love can do things medicine can't. Sirius mused.

            " Well I'm glad whatever she did changed your mind about talking."

            "I-I c-c-couldn't talk after a-a while."

            "Oh, well. Harry I need to do something you may not like."

            "Wh-What?"

            "I need to ask you some questions. Under the influnce of Veritiserum. We can use a spell to tape it so you don't have to go to the trial if you don't want. If you agree Vernon will never be allowed to see you again."

            Harry was shocked. He thought for a minute Ginny squeezed his hand and he nodded. Then gulped.

            "O-okay"  Sirius stood and Harry heard his footsteps cross the room. He muttered a spell and gave Harry a potion bottle.

            "Ginny could you sign this as a witness?" Harry swallowed the bottle and heard the voices float away.

            "is your name Harry James Potter?"

            "Yes." Of course why would anyone ask that?

            "Did you stay with Vernon Dursly over summer?"

            "Not all of it. I stayed with The Weaslys the last month. But a month." Everyone knew.

            "Did Vernon Dursley beat you?"

            "He whipped me. And he beat me up on July 31st."

            "Why?"

            "He said I talked back."

            "Did you?"

            "I said the grass would die if I mowed it again. I wanted him to know. But also I wanted to get out of mowing. No I didn't talk back."

            "What did he do to you?"

            "Broke a rib and arm, sprianed my ankle. He once raped me." Unbeknowst to Harry tears leaked out of Ginnys chocolate brown eyes "last year anyway. This year was phisically. He scratched me and bloodied my nose many times."

"Was he drunk?"

            "Yeah. mostly"

            "Is Sirius Black innocent?"

            "Course."

            "Is Peter Pettigrew alive?"

            "Yeah the rats alive I wish he weren't" the voices were coming into focus.

            "Do you love Ginny Weasly?"

            "With all my heart and forever." He blinked. "W-what h-happened? A-are we done?" after being under the potion he didn't know what he had said.

            "Yeah. No Harry would you like to tell me and Ginny what he did to you?" the pain appeared on the boys face.

            "No. Not now. No."

            "Okay okay Harry."  One day the truth would come out.