The following morning, Ron woke up later than usual. Feeling slightly dazed and light-headed, he trudged downstairs to the common room. Had it all been a dream? Ron hoped it was, but had a feeling it was not.

The moment he was visible, 20 or so people ambushed him, all looking fearful. Cries of "Is it true?" and "What did he say? What happened?" filled his ears. Before he could speak, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione pushed to the front! "Ron, are you okay?" Hermione's eyes were glistening and she hugged him tightly. "How, what, why...?" Harry seemed lost for words in his confusion. "Tell them what happened, Ron! Oh, it was dreadful! I thought I was going to be killed!" Ginny's bright eyes were wide as ever as she spoke.

So it wasn't a dream, Ron thought miserably. "What are you talking about Ginny? Are you mad?" Ron smiled at everyone, looking quite perplexed. What? Why am I saying this?! "Ron, don't you remember? Oh, he was dreadful. It was..." Ginny's voice was insistent. "Who was dreadful? Are you feeling okay?" Ron patted his considerably shorter sister on the head.

No!! What's going on with me?! It's true! He's back! He wants me to... Ron suddenly realized that no one could hear his cries of desperation. He did something to me, that bastard. Inside, Ron was fuming with anger and fear, but outside he was grinning stupidly. "So, you don't remember... you-know-who doing anything at all?" Ginny seemed absolutely baffled. "You mean Voldemort?" Ron asked. Everyone who had not yet accepted that fact that a simple name is harmless, winced. "Harry defeated him some time ago, didn't you mate?" Ron clapped his best friend on the shoulder. ARRRGHHHH! Ron screamed in his head.

"Was I...dreaming...?" Ginny muttered softly, her face turning red. "Must've been, sis." Ron smiled down at her, "Good thing you haven't warned the teachers yet or we'd have the bloody ministry over here!" He grinned at everyone. No one laughed. With a collective "Thanks-for-getting-us-upset- over-nothing" look at Ginny, the rest of the students continued going about their business. Poor Ginny's face was now the exact shade as her hair. Shaking her head and wiping away tears of mortification, she hurried up the stairs to the girls' dormitory, slamming the door.

Harry and Hermione looked at Ron skeptically. Neither of them thought that Ginny was just dreaming. "Are you SURE that nothing happened, Ron?" Harry stared into his friends eyes. Something just didn't seem right to Harry, but he wasn't sure what. "Of course! The poor girl was probably just paranoid he'd come back again." Ron's voice was cheerful. "You'd tell us if he were back, wouldn't you?" Hermione asked her boyfriend with the same air of suspicion Harry had. "Of course I would." Ron replied brightly. Yeah, but I'm not, am I?

"I've got to go finish up a paper for Professor Binns." He said suddenly, "I'll catch up with you two later! Well, at least I could control THAT. Now I can have some time alone to think about this.

Waving to his friends, he raced up the stairs and into the boys' dormitory. He was alone at last. Ron flopped onto his bed and let out a long, frustrated sigh. "Why is he doing this to me?!" He shouted. Of course, he was well aware of the answer.

A/N: I'm Baaaaaaackkkk! Ahhh it's been SOOOO long since I've updated.... About a year and a half, actually! I hope you guys aren't mad that it took me so long! Since it's Summer, I'll be updated really frequently and the story will probably be over by the end of July. I'm hoping to start up another Harry Potter fic once this one's over. (Anyways, feel free to review!

-Amanda