Chapter 2



Harry walked into the bedroom that was his, the thing is that Harry had hardly any possessions, and this had to be a big mistake. There was no way that this was to be his room.

"Dobby is pleased to see you, Harry Potter, sir!" Dobby squeaked, tugging on Harry's too baggy pants, which were once Dudley's pants. "Miss Evans told me to help you decorate your room. She told me to treat you to whatever you like, here I am, sir! Miss Evans also said, that tomorrow you twos will be going clothes shopping for Mr. Harry Potter, sir!"

"Well, Dobby, to be honest, I really don't know what I want in my room. I don't how I'd like it to be."

Dobby nodded his head to Harry's surprise, "When Mr. Black and Miss Evans hired me, they told me you would probably say that, because of how your other aunt treated you, and you never got your own opinion. So Miss Evans gave me an idea that she thought that Mr. Harry Potter, sir, would like, sir." Dobby nodded his head and held out his arms and the white boring walls turned to light blue wall with white trimmings. Quidditch Balls Border around the top and middle of the walls. A white circular rug with a snitch on it. Then there was a scarlet King size four poster bed, that match the quaffle, by the closet door.

"Do you like, Mr. Harry Potter, sir?"

Harry grinned, this was the perfect room. "Yes, Dobby. This is perfect, how did Arabella pick this out?"

Dobby shuffled his feet then grinned, "Well, Miss Evans tells Dobby, that when Mr. Harry Potter, sir, lived with his parents, Mr. Harry Potter's side of the nursery that Mr. Harry Potter shared with Miss Sadie Potter was this color with this border. Miss Evans also said how much you like your four poster bed at Hogwarts. So Dobby put special memories together to make Mr. Harry Potter's room wonderful! Oh, yes, sir." Dobby winked at Harry, "Dobby also put up picture of Mr. Harry Potter's girlfriend, Miss Virginia Weasley, beside Mr. Harry Potter's bed!" Dobby grinned widely from his accomplishment.

"Thank you, Dobby," Harry said sadly, not wanting to think of the break-up he had with Ginny just hours ago. As much as it Harry to break up with his angel, he did it only for her safety. Ginny had been taken away from Hogwarts, into the clutches of Lord Voldemort and his nasty vermin heir, his daughter Autumn Lewis.

"Before Dobby leaves sir, Miss Evans has told Dobby to tell Mr. Potter to dress nice for dinner tonight. You all are going to the Weasley's house tonight," Dobby left and Harry fell on his bed and sighed he'd just broke up with the love of his life, still loved her, and had to have dinner with his...lost love, and her family. Harry sighed again, he was just going to have to talk and see Ginny sooner than he had thought.

"Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley yelled from downstairs in the kitchen. "Oh, Ginny dear! Please come down here, I need to tell you something!"

Ginny groaned from upstairs, she didn't really want to talk to anyone, especially her mother, since Harry and she had broken up just hours ago. She hadn't even told anyone yet.

"Ginny!"

"I'm coming!" Ginny said looking into her vanity mirror across from her bed, to make sure that she hadn't had any tear streaks.

"What is it mum?" Ginny said very annoyed sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Arabella and her family are coming to dinner tonight. So you need to go upstairs and get ready, Ron is helping Fred and George set up for dinner. We'll be having it outside tonight, because we'll be having twelve for dinner tonight. Charlie is busy with the Dragons, as usual. And Bill is at his girlfriend, Fluer's parent's house. Percy...still isn't talking to us. Sirius is on some secret mission with Anthony Potter, but the rest of us will be here." Ginny nodded and went upstairs and began to cry, but so suddenly stopped when someone had entered her room by Floo Powder

Draco Malfoy yawned as he sat between Gregory Goyle Jr., one of his fellow Slytherins, and his father, Lucius Malfoy, at the most boring Death Eater Dinner. Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Millicent Bulstrode and Autumn were all there, because they were to be the next generation of Death Eaters. Vincent Crabbe was chatting away with his girlfriend, Autumn Lewis, who everyone knew was a big nookie freak, as a matter of fact that's probably all she wanted out of him. But, of course there was Autumn staring Draco down, and Draco knew exactly what she wanted. Draco knew he'd made that mistake before, by sleeping with Autumn once and that was once too many for him. But, at every single one of these stupid dinners, Autumn and Crabbe always snuck off and of course ended up sleeping together. Draco ignored the eyes he was getting from Autumn. All he wanted was to get out of this boring dinner, go home, and wait to go to Susan's house tomorrow. Susan, the thought of Susan made warmness hit Draco as he thought more of her. Music began to slowly begin in his head.

But, the music wasn't only in his head, there was music down the hallway that was the Ballroom, and he realized that there was only him in the room, as if everyone had forgotten about him. Draco then ran to the fireplace and Flooed home before anyone realized that he missing.

Arabella thought it is best for Harry to Floo to the Weasley Home, since he'd be 'in the family' soon enough. Harry said 'The Burrow #6', instead of 'The Burrow,' and ended up in Ginny's room, and which surprised him as much as it surprised her. Ginny suddenly stopped her crying and dried her face. They avoided eye contact, and before either could say a word Mrs. Weasley entered Ginny's room, noticed Harry in the room and hugged him.

"Oh, Harry dear! How nice to see you! I had no clue you were already here, I must have just missed Arabella. Dinner will be done in about thirty minutes. Ginny and you may go for a walk."

"No, that's all right," Ginny and Harry said at the same time.

"I won't take no for an answer," Mrs. Weasley said pushing the two teenagers out of Ginny's room, down the staircase and out the front door. "So go!"

Harry and Ginny looked at one another, at just being kicked out. "So?" Harry asked.

"What do we do now?" Ginny asked.

"I guess we take your mum's advice and take a walk."

"Why do you want to go on a walk with me?" Ginny spat, there was her mother's anger, and spite. "You dumped me, remember?! And since we aren't together, I don't see why I am still wearing this Promise and Engagement ring!" Ginny raged on and began to take the rings off, but Harry put his hand on hers and stopped her. Harry led Ginny over to the riverside, some yards behind her home.

Harry sighed deeply, this was going to be harder than the thought. "Ginny," he sat down and patted down the spot of grass beside him, she looked wearily at him, but eventually let her guard down and sat down. "Ginny, look. I didn't break up with you, because I stopped loving you..."

"So you admit it! You don't love me anymore?!" Ginny yelled at him tears threatening to roll down her milky skin.

"Ginny, NO! Please let me explain, and promise me you won't interrupt me again, okay?" Harry waited for Ginny to nod, and when she did he went on. "I had to break up with you to protect you. The only way Voldemort has been able to get to me, to hurt me was by taking the only thing that mattered to me."

"Well, what was it? You're precious Firebolt?"

Harry looked Ginny into the eyes he adored so much, he couldn't believe she thought he cared more about a stupid broomstick over her. "You, Ginny. Only you. Every time he took you away from me, as a lure, I was so afraid that I'd never see you alive again. I'd never see that beautiful smile of yours, or those eyes that just make me melt. For me, I'd rather not be with you and you are alive so I could always see that beautiful smiling face of yours, than be with you and know that Voldemort is after you, and that anytime you could be taken completely away from me."

Ginny was crying, not only crying...but sobbing. "Ginny, baby? What did I do?"

She looked up at him, "Just being the loving person I fell in love with. Harry, I can't do this. I can't not be with you, it's like asking me not to breath."

"I can't sacrifice you, Ginny. He's after you, only to get to me and I WILL NOT have that on your shoulders. I won't have Death Eaters after me just because I love you."

"HARRY! WILL YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF?! Voldemort is not only after you! It doesn't matter if we're not together or not, he's still going to be after me! He knows the legend about us already! Did you not pay attention to it?! Why would of Cassie contacted you to save my life!? Use your brain Harry, I know it's there. Voldemort will always come after me, he knows the legend and knows that we are meant to be together. That together, we will defeat Voldemort, by the one thing why Voldemort couldn't kill you all those years ago, love. Don't you think it's sad that Voldemort doesn't even love his own daughter? We ARE supposed to be together, to defeat Voldemort, to have our twins, to rid of the Slytherin blood line. Knowing all this can you still not be with me?"

Everyone was in the ballroom having the time of their life, and here in the bathroom beside the ballroom Autumn Lewis was throwing her guts up. 'The fish was probably just bad,' Autumn thought to herself. There is no way she could be pregnant. Not now, but then again...maybe her father would finally love her. Bringing a new Slytherin Heir into the world. But, who would the father be? Vincent Crabbe, the boy she'd been dating for a while, or Draco Malfoy, the boy she had been in love with?