Harry Potter and the Ruby of the Phoenix

Author- SayinShinigami Rating-PG-13 Setting: Fifth Year Genre- Acton/Adventure Disclaimer- I do not claim the rights to Harry Potter or any of the Characters in the series. I'm borrowing them purely for entertainment.

A.N.: Not much to say. Sorry. Peace.

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"Hi Harry, what a surprise..."

If there was one thing Ginny Weasly liked about Harry, it was his eyes. She had a great view of them now too. Right now she had the best view of them, her eyes were only three or four inches away from his. It was rapture. It was bliss. It was torture in its purest form.

Harry shifted uncomfortably under her, "Hi Ginny...uh.could you.er.get off me?"

Ginny flew up to her feet faster than the fastest flying snitch and offered her hand to Harry. Grasping his hand, she helped him to his feet.

After recovering somewhat she gave him a questioning look. "Not that I'm complaining, but what are you doing here?"

"Your parents' idea. They wanted to surprise you and your brothers. Dumbledore agree to make a Port-Key for me to use to get here." Harry glanced around, "Could you help me here? Everything flew out of my trunk when you tackled me."

"I did not tackle you! I was out for my morning jog and you appeared right in front of me!" she huffed out, but bent over to help anyway.

They worked in silence for a few minutes, cleaning up Harry's things until the red-headed girl's giggles broke the silence. Harry glanced up to see what was so funny. Ginny threw him a bemused look.

"Harry, are you Scottish?"

He eyed her with a look of apprehension he answered her. "No."

With a flourish she revealed her source of amusement. "Then why do you have a pair of tartan boxers?"

The Boy-Who-Lived turned a lovely shade of crimson. He made a lunge for the under garment, but Ginny dodged with reflexes born of being the little sister of Fred and George.

This continued for a few minutes, Ginny just dangling the boxers just in front of Harry, then removing them just as he was about to grab them. Harry, tiring of the game stopped and pleaded with Ginny. "What's it going to take for you to give those back? I'll give you anything!"

Ginny grinned, "Anything?"

Harry thought a moment. He certainly couldn't give up his invisibility cloak, Marauder's Map, or that ruby he just got. After a quick mental inventory of his trunk he looked up. "Almost anything, I won't give up my cloak or map."

Her eyes lit up. "That's okay, I just want some socks."

"Socks?"

"Yes socks. Those lacy things mum gets me are too thin. So I just take everybody else's socks. But I get to pick the pair from you."

Harry gave her a skeptical look, "Okay, fine, take them. They're in my cauldron under the cloak."

Ginny tossed him his boxers and practically pounced on his trunk, digging through what they had already put back in it for the socks. With a cry of triumph she pulled out the socks and Harry's heart fell. It was the pair Dobby had given him for Christmas! That was his favorite pair! As she turned to him he felt ice form in the pit of his stomach. She was holding his Invisibility Cloak!

"Harry, why is this cloak so heavy? What's in it?"

He searched his mind for an answer, "Um, it's, uh, stuff, yeah, stuff for, er.school, and Quidditch.so you can just put it back in the trunk now."

Ignoring his words she unwrapped the Invisibility Cloak and gasped, "Harry! What is this? Where did you get it?" she marveled at the jewel in her hand, "It's beautiful."

Not knowing what to say Harry stood there and floundered about for an explanation. Finding none he sighed and looked at her. "I'm not really sure. But please don't tell anybody about it. It's supposed to be a secret. I'll tell you later, I promise."

Ginny looked at him with a look of suspicion. "Okay, but I want an explanation later, okay?"

Harry nodded, "Okay. Now will you help me carry my trunk in?"

Ginny sighed in mock exasperation. "Oh, fine, I guess I could take time out of my busy schedule to help you mere mortals."

Harry flashed her a smile and it took all her will power not to blush as they hefted the trunk and carried it to the Burrow. Ginny went to open the door, but Harry reached out to stop her, grabbing her hand. Both of them willing back a blush she turned to him.

"What's up?"

A look of concern crossed Harry's face, "Please, don't tell anybody about the Ruby. Something tells me it would be.bad.if word of it got back to Voldemort."

She looked him in the eye, "I know. I promise I won't tell"

Harry gave her hand a brief squeeze, "Thanks Gin."

Blushing, she opened the door, "Anytime."