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Previously in Harry Potter and the Final Request...

"You reckon Dumbledore knew any of this?" asked Ron.

"If he did, he never said anything about it to us," answered George.

"He wanted to protect you," said Harry. "He didn't wasn't to say anything until the right time, after we figured out what had happened. When he finally got all of it, he told me."

"Wait, you mean to tell me that Dumbledore knows that you're – here – and he never said anything about it?!" cried Ron. "I'm going to kill him!"

Chapter 6

An uncomfortable silence filled the air as Ron said this. They stared at Harry incredulously.

"Ron, please understand. Dumbledore did this to protect you. He wanted to wait until he was sure as to what Voldemort was up to," said Harry.

"So?! He didn't have to hide you from me! From us!" He waved haphazardly around at the others standing behind him who looked a bit peaky, whilst Ron stood fuming. "So long have you been... back, or whatever it is you're doing here?" he demanded angrily.

Harry looked away from Ron. "About two weeks," he mumbled.

"Two... two weeks?!" he cried.

"Ron, please calm down," Harry pleaded.

"No! I won't calm down! You've been here for two weeks and Dumbledore kept you hidden from us! You're our best friend. Doesn't that mean anything to you? You know what it's like to see somebody die right in front of you, and knowing that there's nothing you can do about it!"

"Ron, please don't bring that up." Harry tried to push away the thoughts of when Cedric was killed by Voldemort.

"Well I'm sorry," he spat. "What do you want me to say? That I'm glad that Dumbledore was hiding you to protect us? Because I'm not. You of all people should understand." Ron stared lividly at Harry, his eyes rimmed with tears.

Harry only stared back. What could he say? Ron had every right to be mad. And of course Harry was sorry that he had hidden from Ron, Hermione, and the rest of the Weasleys for those two weeks, but he had promised Dumbledore that he wouldn't do anything until Dumbledore had said it was safe enough to. He hated seeing Ron so mad at him; hated seeing him so hurt and feeling so miserable – the kind of miserable that makes you want to crawl into a hole and die.

"Ron, I'm sorry," he said finally. "I'm so sorry. I didn't want to wait, I really wanted to see you all again. But Dumbledore made me promise, and I couldn't betray him. Please forgive me. I never meant to hurt you."

Ron looked up at Harry. "Yeah, okay..." he nodded slowly. Harry wasn't sure, but he could have sworn he saw the corners of Ron's mouth twitch a little.

X X X

The Weasleys and Harry were all seated around the kitchen table, enjoying dinner (Harry not eating of course for obvious reasons), accompanied by Moony, Lupin, and Tonks. They has just finished explaining the lengthy and involved tale of what was transpiring at the moment and why Harry was back.

"It took them long enough to figure out what was going on," laughed Harry. "At first they didn't believe it, except for Ron of course. Although, he wasn't too sure. Anyway, when they finally did figure it out, they couldn't believe it. But had they done to me what I had done to them," it took a moment for the group to decipher these few words, "I honestly think I would have freaked out a bit too. So all is forgiven." He winked at Fred and George.

"Gee, thanks," said Fred sarcastically.

"You're quite welcome," Harry mocked.

They all laughed.

The group carried on in pleasant conversation for awhile, inquiring Harry as to what James, Lily, and Sirius were doing (even though they were no longer alive). Ron noted that this was definitely one of the weirder points in his life. Here he was with his family and a few members of the Order, talking to Harry as if he was still alive rather than being an Umbrae or ghost or whatever they called it.

"Hey, I think I'm going to go to bed early tonight," said Ron, standing up and stretching, letting loose a loud yawn in the process.

"Alright then," said Mrs. Weasley smiling. "Goodnight."

"Night mum, dad." He kissed his mum on the cheek and hugged his dad. He nodded to the rest of the group and said goodnight.

Ron sauntered out of the kitchen and headed leisurely up the stairs, taking his jolly old time. As he walked steadily upwards, all the memories he had came flooding back to him. The first time they met at the train station and how Harry didn't know how to get on the platform, the two of them on the Quidditch team together, the Tri-Wizard Tournament, Sirius and the Marauders, the Quidditch World Cup, the Department of Mysteries, Godric's Hollow, and on and on.... Every single one crept back into his thoughts. And now Harry was back... even if it was only for a little while. Ron was glad, somewhere deep down inside. Perhaps, well, more than likely considering the circumstances, they would have one more adventure together before he leaves. And they can laugh about the eccentric teachers that they have at school. Maybe Harry could even visit us at Hogwarts, he thought.

Ron began to feel the excitement swell up inside of him as he thought of this. Another grand adventure for the Trio. The Trio. Ron stopped.

What about Hermione? Ron had completely forgotten about her – and much to his dismay. He had to write to her as soon as possible.

She'll probably freak on me, he thought. How the bloody hell am I supposed to tell her that Harry's back from the dead?

"That'll be a pleasant conversation," he muttered aloud. "Guess what Hermione? Harry came back from the dead for awhile. He was to warn us that Voldemort's still alive and that we're all in danger." He sighed. I'll just have to do my best.

He eventually made it all the way upstairs to his room. Opening the door, he stopped dead in his tracks.

Sitting on his bed was a bushy-haired, brown-eyed girl, holding a cloak in her lap.

"Hermione?!"

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