CastingSoulEyes June 21, 2003 Hidden Love ~ Chapter 8 ~ Divided/PP *Warning I was reading "Order of the Phoenix" while typing up this Chapter. PLEASE do not read it if you don't want some spoilers. I am only on page 489 half way done with the book. But I don't want to ruin the book for anyone.*

The next passing weeks went by totaling in four. Ginny had done everything in her power to stay away from Harry and out of his sight, but on this day the whole family was called into the kitchen as Arthur read off an important letter from the Order of the Phoenix.

INotice: Voldemort has attacked a section in London riddled with Muggles. We need to act once more against the Dark Wizard. All who are members within the Phoenix are needed to help. Many Muggles were hurt in the incident, which occurred late early in this morning. Under the circumstances every able body is needed NOW!/I

The letter was signed by one Remus Lupin. Naturally Ginny looked among the elders in her family and swallowed the lump in her throat as her mom looked around to each of the children then back to her husband. Ginny wanted to cry, this was simply too much too soon.

First the kiss from Harry then his odd behavior around her, where he'd make sure to come up with something to do and run off. Her mother's eyes always watching her as if saying she had done something wrong. Ron's argument with Hermione made her worry for her brother's love life. Now this. At this time, it was simply too much too soon.

"Well Arthur, boys you heard the letter everyone upstairs and change. George and Fred are to be in charge while we are gone. Ginny, you will make sure the boys don't destroy the house. Well let's get a move on!" Molly started with the orders as normal.

Ginny did not say a word instead even though she was undressed she took off out of the house, in tears. She was worried. Here it was most of her family was going to leave. Possibly die fighting Voldemort and she may never see them again. She ran like there was no tomorrow, not caring where she ran too. This was simply overwhelming and overloading.

Harry took a glance at Ron then back towards the door. He simply did not think to explain himself as he took off running after her. He did not want her running into any trouble, or getting hurt in some way. He ran like he was running from the devil himself. He moved with such learned quickness, that he reached her in no time.

"Ginny wait!" He reached out and grabbed her shoulder gently stopping her.

She turned tears and all and buried her face into his chest crying. Her small hands fisting into his shirt as she cried. She was not sure why this had to happen, why people she loved had to possibly die for a cause that only those of the wizarding world new about. Why could she not have a normal life, a Muggle life? She would gladly turn in her wand.

No, no she would not Ginny would not want to NOT know the truth about the world and living. She did not want to think about not knowing how to protect herself from the Dark Arts. That's why she and her brothers were part of D. A. with Harry. Because in the end it is better to know and face it than not know and not know how to handle it.

Harry was there. He was her rock. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into the safety of his arms. Against the wall of his chest for comfort as she cried. All he could do was try and do this for her, he was not yet equipped for girl breakdowns. Like last year around Christmas and with Cho, she had a break down and he did not know how to comfort her.

He ran a hand through her silky red hair, lavishing in the softness of its texture as he held on to her. "Ginny, listen to me. You are not alone, you can let it all out. All of it, because I will not poke fun at you. This must be scary for you. I am sorry I cannot do more than comfort you."

Ron had naturally become worried for his baby sister and had set off to find her and Harry, knowing it was not exactly easy to calm the fiery redhead down when she was angered. He moved over the grassy knoll worry for his family, all of them, pitted into his stomach. He was feeling ill at the moment, he wanted to be in Hermione's arms and talk to her about it.

She looked up at Harry, it was as if he was her sole anchor from utter madness at times. Yes she had had a boyfriend last year, but it was never anything serious. Not like her feelings for Harry. She admired him for his courageous spirit, his enormous heart and his need to protect everyone. She did not let her second kiss from Harry catch her off guard.

He had done it again, he found her to irresistible to not kiss. He had to taste her honeyed lips once again. His head bending down to hers, his hand moving up to embraces the back of her head. His lips locking against hers. He was so passionate about kissing her, because he was passionate about her.

Her red lashes fluttered softly closed over her eyes as she kissed him back. She was savoring this moment, praying he would not pull away this time. Her hands loosening their grips on his shirt and moving up over his shoulders and around his neck. She kissed him back shyly and without some oddness to the kiss as she had to go onto her tips of her toes to meet his bending head.

Ron had walked onto a scene he wished he had not. There of all things that could be wrong was his best friend and his little sister. What was bad about it though was the fact Harry was KISSING his little sister, holding her the way a boyfriend would. His ears grew hot with anger turning a hellish red. His blue eyes seemed to flicker coldness and rage within him as he balled his fists. (Now it should be noted that Ron is taller than Harry.)

He could not contain the anger as he broke onto the scene, his hands finding Harry's shoulders and tearing him away from Ginny. He did not give Harry a moment to respond as he slammed a fist into his best friend's face. He had succeeded in knocking off Harry's glasses and causing his nose to bleed. He was almost oblivious to his little sister's screams and pleas to stop as he slammed a foot into Harry's side.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" He panted looking down at Harry who was curled up in pain, and shock. "She is my little sister for Dumbledore's sake, Harry!"

He stammered to find words, still trying to catch breath as he held onto his ribs and find words. "What do you mean what the hell was I doing? I was comforting her!"

She was trying to get around Ron to get to Harry, but it was no good. Ron had a grip on her. "Ron please! It was a simple kiss. It-it meant nothing to me!" Lies! She lied to protect Harry.

"That did not LOOK like it meant nothing!" He huffed at his little sister's protests.

IIt meant nothing to her?/I Nothing hurt as bad on him at that moment then those words she had spoke about a kiss they had shared. Getting to his feet slowly he looked to his best friend. "She's right it was nothing Ron, and I was in the wrong for kissing her!"

He looked between his sister and Harry and sighed, giving in and feeling anger. "NOTHING? You do not just toy with my sisters emotions!" He turned on his heels and marched Ginny home, thoroughly pissed off at Harry and bent on questioning Ginny.

Once inside the house he looked to her, everyone else must have left so it was he Ginny, George and Fred and Harry. Ginny was scared and thoroughly pissed off as she folded her arms over her chest and stared at him.

"What the hell did you hit Harry for?" She never cured so this was a VERY bad thing.

"Go up to your room. I don't want to see you or him!" He huffed and looked away. "And not just anyone is going to hit on you.. NOW get up to your room!"

"I am not going up because you order me around!" She growled at him.

"Do not make me jinx you into doing it!" He took out his wand and watches his little sister storm up into her room.

Harry returned a few minutes later. Only dark glances were shared between the friends as Harry headed to his room. So war had begun, friends and family had been torn apart.