Chapter 7

Ginny was awoken by a very happy Hermione hopping on her bed, "Well, at least one of us is a morning person." Hermione said sarcastically pulling the covers from over Ginny's head, "OH MY! Ginny! What's wrong?"

Ginny looked up at Hermione though her red, blood shot eyes, "I don't know 'Mione!" Ginny began to weep.

"Obviously something is bothering you," Hermione said sympathetically and put an arm around her best friend.

"Is it okay…if I tell you later?" Ginny sniffled, "I need to go talk to Professor Dumbledore, first."

"Of course." Hermione said hugging Ginny, "Just promise me one thing."

"Sure, what is it?"

"That you know that I'm always here for you."

So Ginny and Hermione left Ginny's dormitory. Hermione on the way back to her own dormitory, and Ginny on her way to Dumbeldore's office. As Ginny was coming down the spiral stairs that entranced into the Common Room, Ginny just happened to look across the room to the staircase that led up to the Boys' Dormitories. Ginny then saw the boy she had been dreaming about, no, had a nightmare about all night, Harry. Just to see him Ginny felt herself turn as red as a quaffle. Weird thing was that Harry had seemed to notice Ginny also and turned the same color.

Ron noticed, "What the hell's wrong with you two?"

"You should learn how to control your mouth around a young lady."

"Oh, shut it Harry, it's just Ginny."

"Yeah, gee thanks Ron." Ginny said rolling her eyes walking towards the fat lady's picture.

"Yea, anytime, Ginny. Hey where you going?"

"Um…to…breakfast. Yeah, breakfast. Got to go. Bye." With that Ginny was gone.

"Odd, that one, yup she's gone a bit odd today." Ron said rolling his eyes, "Aye, Harry! Where you going to?"

Harry was half way out of the common room, "Dumbledore's office." As Harry left he heard a response out of Ron's mouth that sounded a lot like 'figures.'

When Harry reached the gargoyle in front of Dumbledore's office he said the password "Chocolate Frogs," Dumbledore finally used a Wizarding candy as his password. But, when Harry showed up in Dumbledore's office, Harry soon found out he wasn't the only one who had the idea to meet up with Dumbledore. There was a girl with long auburn hair with her head turned to Harry when he showed up. Dumbledore just grinned to see Harry. The girl turned around, surprised, to see Harry was there. Harry was surprised that the girl was, Ginny Weasley. Ginny turned as red as her hair.

"Maybe I should go, Professor," Harry said seeing Ginny here and Harry really didn't want Ginny to know that he'd been dreaming of her last night. Well it was more like a nightmare over her.

"No, Harry I think the three of us, all have something to discuss."

"No, sir. Nothing at all. I'll leave Harry, and you alone."

"SIT. Miss Weasley, Mr. Potter." With that they knew leaving was out of the question. At that same moment they both thought the same thought.

'Why is Ginny here?'

'Why does Harry have to talk to Dumbledore, NOW?' So Harry took the seat across from Dumbledore and Ginny took the seat beside Harry.

"Okay, Miss Weasley. You were about to tell me what was wrong. Then you can tell us, Mr. Potter."

"Um, sir. Do I have to? I mean this dream is kind of…well…um…personal." Ginny stuttered. 'So Ginny had also had a dream that was bothering her,' Harry thought to himself. 'How odd.'

"Yes, Miss Weasley, please continue." Ginny gulped.

"Yes, sir. Well, it's just that…" Ginny looked up at Harry. It was obvious Ginny didn't want him there. "I had this dream that Harry was being questioned by Voldemort. Harry was a bit older, but not much. Voldemort asked Harry where you were and where were 'they' were hiding you. If it was true if Arabella…." Ginny was interrupted and Harry was surprised that Ginny called Voldemort by his real name as all of her family call him 'You-Know-Who' like most of the Wizarding World.

"Figg was alive," Harry finished for Ginny. They both looked at each other stunned. Ginny nodded and continued, "Then, Harry said 'We're not hiding Dumbledore, your just not looking in the right places.' and…"

"Voldemort slammed his fist into the table and I said 'Who's this Arabella Figg you speak of, I don't know her.' Then towards the dream Voldemort looked me straight in my eyes and said…"

Ginny picked back up surprising Harry that she was telling her dream the exact way that Harry had experienced the night before, "Okay, so you won't talk, huh? Fine!' And Voldemort performed an Unforgivable Curse, or I thought he did. Voldemort said 'Crucio!' But all Harry did was laugh and said 'You really think I'd fall for that old trick again, Voldie?'" At that she stopped and looked at Harry, "Why did you call him, Voldie?"

Harry started to laugh which surprised not only Ginny, but also Dumbledore. "That's what Hermione and I call him, but Ron's still to scared to say his name." Ginny shook her head, "Coward one there."

"Then Voldemort got mad that I called him 'Voldie' and asked how I could resist the curse after that he said he only knew of one way of hurting me…"

Ginny was now sobbing with her head in her hands, " And Voldemort said bring in the girl. Lucius Malfoy came in dragging me in and threw me into a chair next to Harry. I looked at him in tears…" Harry put his arm around Ginny to try and make her feel better as her entire body started to shake. Dumbledore looked at them both with pain in his eyes.

Harry's stomach got butterflies at what he said next, "And Ginny mouthed to me 'I love you'. Then Voldemort said that Ginny was the only way to bring down 'The Famous Harry Potter.' and Voldemort called Ginny some really bad names and a blood traitor. Then Voldemort said, 'Crucio!' And Ginny's body began.." Ginny started sobbing even harder now and put her head into Harry's shoulder. Harry just pulled Ginny closer to him. "…Move into all different odd unmanageable movements. Then Ginny started screaming bloody murder."

"And then I woke up." Both Ginny and Harry said at the same time and they turned to each other and looked at one another strangely. Totally forgetting that they still had their arms around one another.

"Well, let me ponder on this one." Dumbledore said. Dumbledore brought out the pensive, that Harry recognized from when he saw it the year before. Dumbledore brought his wand to his head and back again, for several minutes. Ginny looked at him weirdly and then Dumbledore began to speak again, "Well, Mr. Potter and Miss Weasley the two of you are old enough for me to tell you this, although I hate to. Obviously both of you are a strong wizard," Dumbledore turned to look at just Harry. "And strong witch," Dumbledore said stopping this time to look only at Ginny. "As the three of us know that Voldemort has been after Harry for years, I have no clue what this has to do you, Miss Weasley." Dumbledore lied and at that moment Dumbledore began to write on a piece of parchment, and then another. A beautiful owl came soaring through the window and Dumbledore tied both notes to the owl and it left.

"Okay, Mr. Potter and Miss Weasley, I have written a note to your Head of House, Professor McGonagall. Obviously this dream has disturbed the both of you and the two of you are excused from today's lessons. Thank you, both for coming to me and Harry, I'm guessing you'd like me to write to Snuffles?" Harry just nodded, somehow Harry had forgotten all about Sirius.

Together, arms around each other, totally forgotten. Harry and Ginny walked back to the Gryffindor Common Room. Ginny didn't start crying again, until they'd made it to one of the couches in front of the fireplace.

After about an hour, Ginny turned to Harry. "I'm s-so sorry I'm being such a baby about this." Ginny said drying her eyes, "It's not even effecting you and I'm bawling like a big baby. It was only a dream, and it's not like it will ever happen."

'Ginny that's not all true.' Harry thought to himself. 'They come true all the time.' "It's okay, Ginny."

"NO, IT'S NOT!" Ginny said still sobbing, "You are not effected at all, you'd have thought one of my brother's died the way I'm going on and on."

"Ginny," Harry said motioning her down back to the couch. Wrapping Ginny in his arms. It was odd but for the first time that Harry could remember, Harry felt at peace with Ginny in his arms. "I'm so use to these kind of dreams and they effect me, but I keep it to myself."

"Well, maybe I should, too." Ginny said sadly.

"Ginny! You are not understanding me! It's fine."

"Harry, I've always felt so insecure around you." Harry looked at her surprised. "First, it was just a little school girl crush. Then, you saved my life. Everything always happens to you…"

"Tell me about it."

"BUT, you always succeed. You are popular, people look up to you, you're smart, you're cute, and you won't ever have to worry about money like my family does." A single tear began to roll down Ginny's porcelain face and Harry caught it and wiped it away. "You are everything a girl would want and so much more. It just really stinks that the only girl you want is still grieving over Cedric Diggory's death."

"That's not all true, Ginny."

"Yes, it is Harry. Cho is still upset over Cedric."

"No, Ginny. I don't fancy Cho anymore….I fancy someone else."

"Hermione?"

"No."

"Pavarti?"

"No."

"Lavender?"

"No," Harry said getting sick of this game.

"Well, than who?"

"You."

Ginny looked at Harry oddly for a moment, before she started sobbing again except she got up and ran up the stairs to her room. Stopping before she got there, Ginny yelled out. "Your Horrible, Harry Potter, just horrible!"

'What did I do now?' Harry thought to himself, 'Oh, no. She's not going to give up on me that easily.'

Harry went up the stairs and opened her door where Ginny was in her four poster bed, the curtains closed. If possible sobbing even harder than before. Unknown to Harry, because he was breaking her heart. Harry opened up the curtains which caused Ginny to scream.

"Harry! What are you doing….up here? LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"No!"

"No?"

With that, Harry sat on Ginny's bed and Ginny turned to Harry crying still on his shoulder and trying to push him away at the same time. Harry picked up Ginny's chin with his index finger and with his palm wiped her tears away her face. Then slowly both Harry and Ginny's faces started getting closer and closer, as their lips were about to meet….there was a knock on the door.