A/N: This is a turning point! Thanks to all of my reviewers. Enjoy!
Chapter 12: A note from no one
Two Weeks Later
Time had passed quickly over the past couple of weeks and all of the Weasley children and Harry had been under close watch. More than Molly and Arthur had been keeping their eyes on them as well.
"Mom, thanks for dinner. Harry and I are gonna go out for a while." Ginny quickly excused herself from the table.
"Don't be back too late," Molly called after her.
"Bye!" the door slammed behind them as they left.
"Your just letting them go like that?" Arthur eyed his wife suspiciously after he watched hi daughter leave.
"Of course. Why not?" Arthur didn't answer her. "If that's what you're thinking about, you don't have to worry. I trust them." She read his mind.
"So where do you want to go?" She asked him as they walked down the dusty road.
"Anywhere's fine."
They looped arms and continued on, the setting sun at their backs until they reached a little village. "Ooh! Look." Ginny pointed to a cart on the sidewalk with a sign hanging on the side that said 'Ice Cream'.
"Sorry Gin, I haven't got any muggle money."
"Don't worry I have some. Dads got a big stash that he studies. He won't even notice its gone."
"Oh. I'll pay you back," He said feeling bad. It didn't seem like her to steel from her dad. Then again, nothing seemed right anymore.
"What do ya want Harry?"
"Mint, please."
"One mint, one cherry vanilla," she ordered and put the crumpled bill on the counter. A man in a red and white striped uniform handed her the two cones. They walked away without getting the change. The two strolled through the village eating their cones in silence until they reached a deserted park in which there was an old wooden playground. Harry ate the last of his ice cream cone in one bite and swung himself onto the jungle gym. Ginny took a seat on the top of the step ladder leading up to it while she finished off her cone. "About Hermione-" she started.
"I don't want to talk about Hermione," he snapped. She just looked at her feet as he swung from the bars. "Look Gin, I'm sorry. I just don't want to think that stuff now. I'm having a good time being with you now." He said this in a quiet voice as he dropped to the ground and looked up at her.
"So what are you going to do in the fall?" she asked him.
"Don't know. Maybe start my Auror training. You?"
"I'll hang around for a year or two. Fred and George said I could help out in their store.'
"So you're not going back to school?"
"Harry, you know very well that I can't go back there. No one's even made an attempt yet."
"Ginny, you should go to school. You can't drop out. You could go somewhere else."
"I'm the last Weasley. Every Weasley kid has gone to Hogwarts and only Hogwarts. Tell me it wouldn't be weird going somewhere else."
"Where are you going to live?"
"At home like the twins. Are you going to stay with us?"
"I haven't a clue. I know one thing though. I am never going to the Dursley's. I'm done with them."
She smiled as a response. "We better head home. It's dark already." They walked home hand in hand talking quietly of future plans but were each careful not to mention their last few months at Hogwarts. When they reached the house they found that the only light was the moon. Inside the house was quiet. They tiptoed up the stairs and stopped in front of Ginny's room. "Goodnight, Harry."
"Night, Gin," he said before giving her a quick kiss. Ginny disappeared into her room and left Harry standing alone in the dark corridor. He pulled his shirt over his head as he walked back to Ron's room. It was sweltering out so he just wore an old pair of shorts to sleep in. Before he lay down he peered at Ron. He was curled up and clearly asleep but his heart sunk as he again saw the bent photograph of Hermione sitting on his night table, and she was now snoozing herself.
"Night, Ron. Hermione." He said before laying down. He had not been laying there for very long when he was startled and sat straight up in bed. There were three loud slams that came from downstairs. He quickly got up and descended down the staircase. "Hello. Hello?" Apparently no one else had heard the noise because the first floor was empty. He walked over the front door and cautiously creaked it open. He looked around and saw no one. He looked down and saw a small folded piece of parchment. Carefully, he picked it up and unfolded it. He read the words she is alive, in red ink. He read it out loud again. She is alive. He rolled the words over in his mind until he processed what it said. "RON! RON!" he screamed as he ran upstairs like a madman. "Ron wake up!" He violently shook him to wake him from his sleep. "She is alive!" He shoved the parchment into his hands.
"Harry, what are you-"
"Hermione! She's still alive!"
Ron sat straight up, eyes open wide. "How did you-Where?"
"I was sleeping and then there was a bang and this was on the doorstep."
"Who's it from?"
"No one was there. Whoever it was though, they're working for Vold-No one would play a joke like this.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Weasley ran into the room followed by all of the others who resided in the burrow and had not yet been awoken.
"Look. It was just outside the door!" Harry said. He and Ron excitedly took turns explaining.
"Get dressed," he instructed, "We've got no time to loose. Be down stairs in 5 minuets. I've got to contact someone." Everyone followed him to the kitchen except Harry, Ginny, and Ron who headed for the bathroom. She stood and watched as Harry, bare-chested, rummaged through a pile of laundry for a T-Shirt. He pulled a blue one over his head and noticed her. She ran and hugged him.
"Make them bring her back. I know you can do it. Good luck." She stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek, while Ron stood in the doorway and scowled.
"Lets go." He said. They waited in the kitchen with the others for Arthur.
"Bye, Molly,"
"You three be careful."
"We have to apperate to get there." Arthur announced.
Just before they left, Harry heard Ginny whisper, "I wish I could go with you.
"34 Flamel Drive, here we come."
A/N: I guess this is where you'll start seeing stuff that contradicts the information given in OotP, but as I said, I started the story before the book came out and I am going to finish it the same way. I hope this chapter didn't confuse you, If so tell me in your review.
Chapter 12: A note from no one
Two Weeks Later
Time had passed quickly over the past couple of weeks and all of the Weasley children and Harry had been under close watch. More than Molly and Arthur had been keeping their eyes on them as well.
"Mom, thanks for dinner. Harry and I are gonna go out for a while." Ginny quickly excused herself from the table.
"Don't be back too late," Molly called after her.
"Bye!" the door slammed behind them as they left.
"Your just letting them go like that?" Arthur eyed his wife suspiciously after he watched hi daughter leave.
"Of course. Why not?" Arthur didn't answer her. "If that's what you're thinking about, you don't have to worry. I trust them." She read his mind.
"So where do you want to go?" She asked him as they walked down the dusty road.
"Anywhere's fine."
They looped arms and continued on, the setting sun at their backs until they reached a little village. "Ooh! Look." Ginny pointed to a cart on the sidewalk with a sign hanging on the side that said 'Ice Cream'.
"Sorry Gin, I haven't got any muggle money."
"Don't worry I have some. Dads got a big stash that he studies. He won't even notice its gone."
"Oh. I'll pay you back," He said feeling bad. It didn't seem like her to steel from her dad. Then again, nothing seemed right anymore.
"What do ya want Harry?"
"Mint, please."
"One mint, one cherry vanilla," she ordered and put the crumpled bill on the counter. A man in a red and white striped uniform handed her the two cones. They walked away without getting the change. The two strolled through the village eating their cones in silence until they reached a deserted park in which there was an old wooden playground. Harry ate the last of his ice cream cone in one bite and swung himself onto the jungle gym. Ginny took a seat on the top of the step ladder leading up to it while she finished off her cone. "About Hermione-" she started.
"I don't want to talk about Hermione," he snapped. She just looked at her feet as he swung from the bars. "Look Gin, I'm sorry. I just don't want to think that stuff now. I'm having a good time being with you now." He said this in a quiet voice as he dropped to the ground and looked up at her.
"So what are you going to do in the fall?" she asked him.
"Don't know. Maybe start my Auror training. You?"
"I'll hang around for a year or two. Fred and George said I could help out in their store.'
"So you're not going back to school?"
"Harry, you know very well that I can't go back there. No one's even made an attempt yet."
"Ginny, you should go to school. You can't drop out. You could go somewhere else."
"I'm the last Weasley. Every Weasley kid has gone to Hogwarts and only Hogwarts. Tell me it wouldn't be weird going somewhere else."
"Where are you going to live?"
"At home like the twins. Are you going to stay with us?"
"I haven't a clue. I know one thing though. I am never going to the Dursley's. I'm done with them."
She smiled as a response. "We better head home. It's dark already." They walked home hand in hand talking quietly of future plans but were each careful not to mention their last few months at Hogwarts. When they reached the house they found that the only light was the moon. Inside the house was quiet. They tiptoed up the stairs and stopped in front of Ginny's room. "Goodnight, Harry."
"Night, Gin," he said before giving her a quick kiss. Ginny disappeared into her room and left Harry standing alone in the dark corridor. He pulled his shirt over his head as he walked back to Ron's room. It was sweltering out so he just wore an old pair of shorts to sleep in. Before he lay down he peered at Ron. He was curled up and clearly asleep but his heart sunk as he again saw the bent photograph of Hermione sitting on his night table, and she was now snoozing herself.
"Night, Ron. Hermione." He said before laying down. He had not been laying there for very long when he was startled and sat straight up in bed. There were three loud slams that came from downstairs. He quickly got up and descended down the staircase. "Hello. Hello?" Apparently no one else had heard the noise because the first floor was empty. He walked over the front door and cautiously creaked it open. He looked around and saw no one. He looked down and saw a small folded piece of parchment. Carefully, he picked it up and unfolded it. He read the words she is alive, in red ink. He read it out loud again. She is alive. He rolled the words over in his mind until he processed what it said. "RON! RON!" he screamed as he ran upstairs like a madman. "Ron wake up!" He violently shook him to wake him from his sleep. "She is alive!" He shoved the parchment into his hands.
"Harry, what are you-"
"Hermione! She's still alive!"
Ron sat straight up, eyes open wide. "How did you-Where?"
"I was sleeping and then there was a bang and this was on the doorstep."
"Who's it from?"
"No one was there. Whoever it was though, they're working for Vold-No one would play a joke like this.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Weasley ran into the room followed by all of the others who resided in the burrow and had not yet been awoken.
"Look. It was just outside the door!" Harry said. He and Ron excitedly took turns explaining.
"Get dressed," he instructed, "We've got no time to loose. Be down stairs in 5 minuets. I've got to contact someone." Everyone followed him to the kitchen except Harry, Ginny, and Ron who headed for the bathroom. She stood and watched as Harry, bare-chested, rummaged through a pile of laundry for a T-Shirt. He pulled a blue one over his head and noticed her. She ran and hugged him.
"Make them bring her back. I know you can do it. Good luck." She stood on her toes and kissed him on the cheek, while Ron stood in the doorway and scowled.
"Lets go." He said. They waited in the kitchen with the others for Arthur.
"Bye, Molly,"
"You three be careful."
"We have to apperate to get there." Arthur announced.
Just before they left, Harry heard Ginny whisper, "I wish I could go with you.
"34 Flamel Drive, here we come."
A/N: I guess this is where you'll start seeing stuff that contradicts the information given in OotP, but as I said, I started the story before the book came out and I am going to finish it the same way. I hope this chapter didn't confuse you, If so tell me in your review.