Review of Chapter 5:

"Harry. We have a problem."

"What kind of problem?"

"A Voldemort related problem."

"Shit."

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"What Makes you think that?"

"I had another dream"

"How big a trouble?" Harry's head began to pound as he looked upon Ginny.

"Big." Ginny stood up and walked toward Harry. About a foot in front of him she stopped and an looked up at him. She reached out her hand and pinched her own arm.

"Ow!" Harry grabbed his own arm in a mimic of hers and rubbed where a sharp pain had formed. Harry looked up and met Ginny's eyes which we beginning to water again.

"I wanted it to be a lie. I was hoping it wasn't true." Ginny sat down on the ground and Harry sprang to comfort her. He wrapped his arms around her and whispered into her ear that it would all be okay. As they sat there, Ginny slowly began to reveal what she had seen and heard in her dream.

"And it WILL be all my fault!" Ginny began crying again with her head buried into Harry's chest.

"No, no, it's okay. We're not cursed. It was a mind trick. Watching you pinch yourself made my arm hurt. Really, we are okay." Harry said, willing himself to believe what he had just said.

"I dunno..." Ginny began to object.

"No. We are not cursed. Trust me." Harry said more firmly.

"Okay, if you're sure." Ginny looked up at Harry's face and realized how closed they were. Their faces were no more than a inch apart.

"Gin, Mom sent me to tell..." Fred cut off as he looked into the room, "What the freak is going on here!?!" George came sprinting up the stairs and looked into the room. Harry began to back away from Ginny. He had seen Fred and George mad before and he did not want to become one of their victims.

"It's okay Harry." Ginny said as she stood up. She walked toward the door blocking Fred and George from getting in. "How old am I?"

"What's that have to do with this? Harry was trying..."

"How old am I?" Ginny persisted.

"Seventeen."

"And what does that mean?"

"You're old enough to take care of yourself."

"Good. You remember our discussion then." Fred and George began to back out.

Right before Ginny shut the door, she hear Igor yell, "You got told off by a girl!"

"What discussion from before?" Harry wondered.

"Fred thought I was too young to walk down to the store by myself." Harry and Ginny made eye contact and began to laugh.

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Everyone had gathered around the Weasley table to eat breakfast. Fred and George kept sneaking glares at Harry and Ginny kept throwing dirty looks at them. Igor looked from Ginny to Fred and George and burst out laughing. Ginny, finally getting sick of it, turned to Harry.

"Do you wanna have some seeker practice?"

"Sure." They both stood up and headed towards the door. As they walked out, Igor feel off his chair laughing as Fred and George followed behind at a slow pace.

"Okay it's a race to see who can get the snitch the fastest." Ginny released the snitch. "Mount your brooms. Ready. Set. Fly!" Ginny and Harry both kicked off the ground and began to search the sky for the glittering gold ball. After Harry searched the sky for a while, he looked over at Ginny.

'Are we really connected?' Harry thought as he watched her red hair flew behind her as she circled looking for snitch. Seconds later, Ginny dove toward the ground, but Harry scanned the ground and knew better. When Ginny pulled up she glared at Harry and he just smiled.

"Why do you have to be so damn smart?" Ginny questioned.

"Only when it comes to sports." Harry smiled at Ginny with a devilish smile. A little while later, Harry made a dive for the ground. Ginny followed and Harry pulled up just before the ground. Ginny pulled up just in time to roll softly to the ground, where she laid motionless. Harry panicked as he felt a stinging pain on his knee. He flew down next to Ginny.

"Shit, Ginny! Ginny?" as Harry looked at her she began to smile and laugh, "Ginny! I'm gunna kill you!" Harry yelled as he chased Ginny around the yard, with each step pain shot through his knee. When Ginny finally stopped running in the middle of the Burrow's gardens, she looked at her knee. She must have cut when she fell and now it was bleeding nicely. She got out her wand and tapped the wound. The bleeding stopped immediately. When Harry finally caught up to her, Ginny stared at his knee. When Harry looked down, he noticed bloodstains on his jeans.

"What happened to your knee?" Ginny asked as Harry sat down and rolled up his jeans.

"I dunno." Harry looked at his knee. There was an obvious cut there, but it wasn't bleeding anymore. "It just started stinging when I was flying down to you after you feel. Without warning, Ginny stood up and sat down on the other side of Harry, pressing her cut knee up next to his. The cuts were the exact same size and shape. Harry looked up at Ginny's face and saw her eyes begin to water. He wrapped his arms around her as she began to cry. Ginny buried her head in to the crook between Harry's collarbone and chin. As they sat there, Harry whispered words of encouragement and telling Ginny it would be okay. When Ginny finally lifted her head up, Harry leaned forward and kissed her on the forehead. That very second, two people sprang out of the bushes next to them.

"Step away from the sister!" Fred and George yelled in unison. Ginny pulled away from Harry, her eyes lit.

"So you're spying on me now! That's it! If I EVER catch you two spying one me or any of that crap again, I will personally make sure you two will NEVER be able to ride a broom again! NEVER!" Ginny screamed at her brothers who stood shocked. They both looked rather silly, standing with twigs and leaves tangled in their fiery red hair, staring at there younger sister with complete and total shock, both of their mouths partially hanging open. As Ginny walked away she was sure she heard the snickering of Igor in the bushes.

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Back in Ginny's room, Harry and Ginny sat across the room from each other. "Harry, something is seriously wrong. What is going on here?"

"You know as well as I do. If we are to believe your dream we are connected by a curse placed on us by Lord Voldemort. And if all in your dream is true then..." Harry paused as if he didn't want to say out loud what that meant.

"Then Voldemort is still alive." Ginny finished in almost a whisper. Pain was sent through Harry's brain.

"Do you have a headache too? Or is this one all mine?" Harry questioned with a laugh in his voice.

"Nope, sorry. It's mine too." Ginny laughed and the pain in Harry's head slightly lifted.

"I hate to bring up a serious topic again, but are we gunna tell anyone?"

"I dunno, you heard what he said in my dream. The more people we tell the stronger the attack becomes."

"I know, I know, but don't you think it's important that someone other than us knows that what ever pain you suffer also will effect me?"

"Yeah, but I don't want you feeling my pain anymore than you already are."

"Then why don't we tell Hermione and Ron? They already know about that night so it can't hurt to much more."

"I dunno, but If you want to go ahead. You're the one who will feel my pain." Ginny commented.

"Let's tell them on Wednesday when I pick you up from babysitting."

"Okay. It's a plan."

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The rest of the week passed rather uneventfully. Harry got random headaches coming from Ginny. On Sunday night, Mrs. Weasley seemed to find Ginny's cut and disinfected it, judging from the stinging that formed over his cut for a half hour. Ron asked Harry what happen to his knee. Harry said quidditch and Ron said he no longer cared. When noon on Wednesday came, Harry waited outside the Kinla's front door for Ginny to come out.

"Hey." Ginny finally emerged half smiling.

"Would you care to explain the pain I felt on my head earlier this morning?" Harry joked with Ginny.

"You mean when Amber was chasing Bekky with a bat, so Bekky grabbed my hair for dear life and nearly tore it all out?"

"That would explain it, yeah." Harry laughed as he and Ginny walked toward the house, trying to brace himself for how his to best friends would react to the fact that He and Ginny were cursed.

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"Hey, is Hermione here yet?" Ginny questioned as they entered Harry's apartment.

"No, but she'll be here soon." Ron answered as he walked out of the kitchen, "You two aren't gunna tell us y'all are getting married or nothing like that, right?"

"Ron, this is a serious matter, nothing to be joked about at all." Ginny's face suddenly became hard and forceful. Ron shut up.

"I'm Here!" Hermione's voice carried throughout the apartment.

"Then let us began." Harry told Ron and Hermione what was going on, while Ginny filled in little details Harry missed.

"You guys this is bad." Ron commented when he saw Harry and Ginny were done.

"This is real bad! You know what you just found out! Voldemort is still alive! He out there right now doing something and we don't know what!" Hermione practically squealed.

"Oh my goodness your right!" Ginny suddenly saw this thing in a whole new light, "This isn't just Harry and me. Voldemort's out there. He could be doing anything!" Harry's eyes grew wide as he fell onto the couch and buried his head in his hands. Ginny sat down next to him, trying to think of something to do. Everything that was so complicated just got 20 times worse. Harry and Ginny both got a headache, Harry's doubled cause he had his own and Ginny's to deal with.

"I supposed we should tell Dumbledore." Harry said after about 20 minutes of silence.

"Yeah, but can I take a nap first. My head is killing me." Ginny asked.

"You're telling me." Harry commented as he headed toward his bedroom. Ginny got out a blanket from the closet that Harry got one for her a week ago, and went to curl up on the couch.

Hermione and Ron walked into Ron's room and sat on the bed. When suddenly Ron laughed, "I guess this puts our news on hold for a little while."

"Yeah," Hermione chuckled as she looked at her hand, "But when their ready for it, they'll be happy for some good news."

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A/N!!!

Okay. I realized I forgot to explain the origin of Igor at the end of the last chapter. My family all went out to eat one day and my brother was shooting spitballs at my little sister and her best friend. When my questioned him about it, he said in what I picture is a Fred and George voice, "Me? Shoot spitballs? Why, I'd Never!" then I decided to write a character in based on him. When I asked what I wanted his name to be he proudly announced "IGOR!" so I put it in. So, that's Igor.

Also, I am sad to say that I might not be updating in a while. On July 22, I'm leaving to take a bus tour around Europe. I will have very little access to any computers what so ever. However, I will be taking a notebook with me so that during down time of the tour, I can write down the story. So when I get back (August 14) I will be able to type and update to make up for all that lost time. I'm sorry to disappoint you all and I hope you will continue to read when I do return.

BEK