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It's 01.29 and I'm feeling fine, got home about 25min ago, was a great evening, gonna fix my page tomorrow and upload pictures from this evening and from a lot of Lan-parties.

Tricia-chan – Thanks again, remember, there's some more stuff happening before the story is over.

rosiegirl – actually there is an american equivalant which is your eggtoddy, eggnot or whatever you calls it, but Glögg is red (or white) whine with different nice spices and then the drink is warmed and served in smaller glasses. It's great anyway, and hardly anything you get drunk on, I usually get tired of the drink after 2 glasses (though you'll feel thirsty for more the next day again) :D

Larna Mandrea – You'll see soon, thanks btw.

adrianne2 – One chapter for every day, almost anyway.

Pleione – Thanks again.

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Sunshine...

Ginny Weasley was sitting on her bed in the Gryffindor's fifth-year girl's Dormitory after a nice night of undisturbed sleep, the first in a long time. It was a sunny day as some had been these late september days.

She checked her almanac and saw that it was the 17th of september, a tuesday. Potions that morning with Snape. She shuddered and then went over to her trunk to get dressed.

She tried not to think about it but so far this year had it been the hardest ever, even if it hadn't been for all the OWL-homework. Almost harder than her first year when she was controlled by Tom Riddle's diary.

First to learn that impossible fact of Harry's death. Everything seemed to stop there, it didn't feel like it was possible. Even after seeing that body, it sure looked like him even though it was heavily mutilated everywhere. She hated to think of how terrible his last moments in life must have been.

Then there were the newspapers all around trying to question her, her family and friends. They even tried to find the small funeral they had. Harry would've liked it, private and small. The same grave as his parents.

It sickened her to learn that he had never known where this grave was and never visited it. It sickened her to know how everything in his life had been so unfair all the time, it sickened her to know that journalists had been trying to ask her family and other friends questions about Harry until they at last got onboard the train to Hogwarts, trying to gain profit by his missfortune. But most of all Draco's behaviour sickened her. He had gone around as he owned the place from the very beginning of the month. Reading newspapers with articles about Harry aloud during the breakfast. Just a week ago some students ambushed him in the corridors. Those who did it hadn't been captured yet but she knew who they were because she was of them. A bunch of DA-members was it who tried a various of spells on him and on his two lifeguards. Unfortunately they recovered quickly in the Hospital Wing but didn't know who had done it, he just suspected who it were and he was close to the truth.

Hermione and Ron had somehow started to comfort eachother and finally admit their true feelings for eachother. A very sad relationship but they were almost never seen without holding their hands. That is except when they have different lessons or sleep.

Ginny herself hadn't accepted Harry's death yet together with many of the others in the house.

As she went down the stairs and through the Common Room she noticed how Professor McGonagall went through the Potrait Hole and walked straight for her when she saw her.

"Meet me outside the Hospital Wing after breakfast" she said quietly. "Don't tell anyone else and don't worry about your first lessons today. Snape knows that you will not come today and why"

Ginny just nodded in response, this was strange but to skip two hours of Potions with Professor Snape was just something you would do almost anything for.

Ginny went down to the Great Hall and glanced over to the Slytherin table as she went pass it. Draco seemed to be more angry than usual and was whispering alot with other Slytherin students, known to be closed to Death Eaters somehow.

She sat with other friends from her class and ate silently, sometimes glancing at the Gryffindor Sixth years. They had taken the last month of the summer harder than anyone else but right now they were just quiet. Sitting there whispering with eachother. She noticed with a glance up on the Teacher's table that Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid and Pomfrey were missing.

After breakfast Ginny went up the main stairs in the Entrance Hall and walked through the corridors alone. She left earlier than others, interested of what McGonagall may want to tell or show her. Maybe it was something about the attack the other day. But judging by how she is even letting her skip a lesson this got to be really important.

When finally reaching the Hospital Wing she noticed how McGonagall was standing there together with Ron, Hermione, Neville and Luna who as usual looked like she was there by pure chance. Ginny went over to them and stood by Luna and Neville.

"What's going on?" she quietly asked them but received no response as the door opened a little and Dumbledore squeezed himself out of the room before closing again. He smiled softly as he looked at those gathered in the corridor.

"Ah, I see that you have all come here. It is time McGonagall" he said and McGonagall nodded before opening the door and letting the students into the Hospital Wing.

Ginny was already familiar with this room and wondered what was going on, Hagrid stood by the door on the left side, smiling broadly. What were they supposed to see? There were no one in any beds except in that one on the far side of the room by the window. As she recognised that boy's black hair she instantly started running towards him.

"Harry?!" she screamed as she reached him. He looked up at her and she noticed how he almost looked like a mummy with all bandages. If it wasn't for his facial expression, showing no feelings at all and the seriousness in this situation she would've giggled.

Hermione who was smiling and crying at the same time hurried to Ginny's side while Ron who seemed to be happier than ever came with her. Luna walked with a normal pace to the bed's side and looked like she wasn't surprised at all but she did smile.

Hermione tried to say something but after opening and closing her mouth some times she just tried to hug him. Ginny joined her and noticed that Harry did look rather surprised.

"Harry your joker, you're alive!" Ron said and ruffled his hair as Ginny and Hermione released him. "Won't you say something?"

Harry just looked up at them and said nothing. Expressionless but Ginny noticed sadness in his eyes. The same that was there before the summer.

"He cannot speak because of a curse on his throat" McGonagall said. She had walked into the room too and stood behind them.

"But why won't Madam Pomfrey just heal him?!" Ron asked and McGonagall glared at him.

"Because, Mr Weasley, those wounds has Dark Curses on them, preventing normal Healing Charms to be effective and Madam Pomfrey is just now in the library searching for Counter Curses"

Ginny didn't care much about what was said around her, they continued to ask McGonagall things about where Harry had been, what happened to him, when they got him here. As they talked Ginny looked down on him and noticed how he looked rather annoyed and uncomfortable. Must be annoying to be unable to do anything while people around him are talking about him like he wasn't even there.

He suddenly noticed that Ginny was looking at him and he looked up at her. Ginny felt embarrased and just looked up at the others in the room.

"I'm not surprised to see him alive actually" Luna suddenly said and everyone went quiet and looked at her. Even Harry though he had no need to get quiet.

"I mean, my dad has suspected that he never actually died all the time. That Minister Fudge just arranged his death because, well, everyone knows how much Fudge hates Harry. My dad even wrote an article about it in The Quibbler."

Later when they left the Hospital Wing after being told to not mention this to anyone at all, McGonagall confronted Ginny again and told her to follow her to Dumbledore's office. He apperently had something important to tell her. As they left Ginny threw a last glace back at Harry who was again left alone but he should be safe in Hogwarts she thought.

Just two or three minutes later Ginny knocked on Dumbledore's door wondering what he would want. The day felt like the greatest in a long time. Harry was back, things would go back to normal again.

She opened the door as she heard Dumbledore's voice telling her to enter. She entered the circular room with all the strange gadgets on shelves around the walls and went to a chair in front of Dumbledore's desk.

"Ah, nice to see you again Miss Weasley, please sit down" he said. "I know you saw Harry in the Hospital Wing" she nodded as she sat down on the chair.

"Good, I have a favour to ask of you."

Ginny stayed quiet, what could Dumbledore possibly ask of her to do for him?

"Harry is, as you surely noticed, severely wounded. If Poppy will not be able to find Counter Curses he will have to be healed with time which would take several months. Anyway, he has been through a terrible time in Voldemort's care. He has had a terrible life and I fear for his mental health. He has taken much of this beating and I fear that it has been too much even for him now, it has been too much for him for a long time."

Ginny looked the old wizard straight in his eyes, she recognised this. Her first year had been an ordeal but she had managed. But Harry had lived through an hell all his life. She had heard about his childhood and what people did to him at home.

"What do you want me to do Professor?" she asked.

"I want you to, after school, if you have time. I know that the fifth year is demanding" he smiled softly. "I want you to go to him and talk to him, open him somehow, let his feelings come out. Show him the light with life."

She understood and nodded. This was important, he had saved her life in the Chamber of Secrets five years ago, now it was her turn to save his life.

"I'll try" she said.

Harry glanced over to his old friends as they left the Hospital Wing. He knew this first meeting with them again had to be hard. They had no idea of what had happened to him, no idea what will happen to him.

Time passed, actually several hours passed before McGonagall suddenly returned again.

"Good Afternoon, Mr Potter" she said. "I have brought some items you would probably appreciate from your trunk."

She went over to his bed and placed his old glasses on his nose. Suddenly all the blur disappeared, Harry had almost forgotten after being without glasses for so long how it was to be able to see again.

"After you disappeared we were able to get all your belongings from the Dursleys, Mr Moody assisted with finding everything with his eye. I'm putting your wand here on your bedside table even if you will not be able to use it. It is always a comfort to know where you have it."

She put his old wand on the bedside table with a hint of a smile and put his quill, ink bottle and a bit of parchment besides it.

"This is if you want to communicate somehow, just give a hint to the visitor that you want to write something and you will have this in your hand. I have to go now, I'm going to send for Dobby to bring you some food, I expect he will be most pleased to see you again, he has been somewhat down lately."

Again a smile hinted on her face as she left the room.

Harry lay and watched the grounds through his window for some hours. Groups of students moved over it every now and then. He could see them reach Hagrid's hut and having a lesson with him. Bending his head a little he could even see the greenhouses and some student groups going to and from them.

Harry thought back on his meeting with Hagrid earlier that day, he had never seen him so happy and still so emotional intense. He hadn't really said anything audible but Harry knew somehow that if it wasn't for that man he wouldn't had managed the past years.

As he looked around he suddenly looked straight into a pair of familiar big eyes.

"Mr Harry Potter sir!" Dobby said loudly.

Harry again forgot his throat as he by old habit tried to shout "Dobby!" but instead coughed painfully.

"Harry Potter sir shouldn't be talking with a throat like yours. Dobby usually uses a good pint of Butter Beer to help Dobby's throat."

He suddenly looked around as if he had forgotten something when he noticed a tray he had left on the empty bed right of Harry's. He lifted it and out it on Harry's bed instead and smiled broadly as his ears flapped.

"Dobby brings good Harry Potter food so he can regain his strengths and continue to be the good Harry Potter sir."

Harry actually managed a smile at this, Dobby had always been a bit amusing for Harry, except when he had tried to stop him from getting to school before his second year.

Soon it was made apparent that Dobby had been given orders to feed Harry much to his annoyance. He tried to resist and eat himself, but all he managed was to moan negativily while Dobby, with many "Harry Potter sir must eat" was able to let Harry lower his garde and be fed.

Maybe an hour later when Dobby had left with the tray Harry continued to watch the grounds through his window. Throughts started going through his mind again.

"As I expected everyone wants it to be as it was before again, will they ever understand that nothing will ever be as it was before again? Not since Sirius died and I heard that damn prophecy. Not even Dumbledore who has heard the prophecy understands that I have actually nothing to live for."

Harry slowly dozed as he lay wondering about what would happen after he was healed, what he should do then.

He came back to reality again by hearing how the door opened, it was Ginny who entered. She scanned the room and saw Harry looking at her, she blushed slowly as she closed the door and walked to his bed.

"Uhm, Hello" she said as she sat down on a chair standing by his bed.

"What is she doing here now?"

"You wouldn't understand why I'm here, actually I can't really understand myself, but anyway" she smiled and blushed some more.

"God she's cute when being like that. What the hell am I thinking?"

"Actually it was Dumbledore who told me to come here now, uhm, I did agree on it."

"She's babbling..."

"He wanted me to just talk to you somehow, ah well I don't know. He actually wants me to be like one of those psychologists the Muggles have. Actually I have no idea where to start but a promise is a promise and I had to get here anyway."

There was an unsettling silence as Ginny stopped talking. Then she noticed the parchment and quill on the bedside table. She giggled quietly and mumbled as she put the quill, now with ink on it, in Harry's right hand and the parchment under.

"Didn't notice those when I sat down and here I've been sitting babbling and you haven't been able to do anything at all."

"So, if there's anything on your mind then write, maybe..." she hesitated. "Maybe tell me what happened to you..."

"I should've seen this coming."

Harry was just watching the wall on the other side of the room as Ginny watched him, waiting for a response. She worried that she had gone too far there and Harry was trying to think of what happened at the same time as he was supressing the memories.

'Why not tell me what happened while I was gone?' he wrote.

Harry was soon listening to Ginny while she told him maddening things that happened. She jumped over stuff like Death Eater-attacks and news about him and told him instead of the more nicer things. Like how Hermione and Ron finally got together, apparently the whole school knew about it just after the train ride.

Harry didn't really listen so intensly, it was just nice lying there listening to her voice talking about nicer things than what was still fresh in his memory.

She told him how they had all come together in the Grimmauld Place after he disappeared, even Hermione's parents. Seems like Hermione told them exactly what had been happening the last two years and they followed her to the headquarters both by fear of attacks and by their love for her.

It was there that Hermione and Ron finally got together. Their way of managing the darkness, Ginny admitted that she was thankful that the Twins also lived there during that time. They have the ability to make the most darkest times brighter.

After an hour she said that she had to leave. Tons of homework she said and Harry remembered the beginning of his fifth year, with Umbridge.

Soon Dobby came back again with Dinner and this time Harry didn't resist though he still felt really silly being fed by an House Elf like he was a toddler.

The hours passed as the sun went lower and lower and Pomfrey came and went. Checking on him, telling him that she had had no success yet of finding anything about Dark Curses delivering just these symptoms.

Soon it was night again and Harry had just been another day in this so called "freedome", this time at what he usually calls home. He had never felt further from home than he had done this day. Maybe the next day would bring differences but he knew better and didn't hope on anything better.

Suddenly Harry woke up by hearing a creeking door. He had dozed of without even noticing it. The main door was ajar but no one was to be seen and not a sound was heard except the distant hooing of owls.

Suddenly pain struck Harry's stomach, as if someone hit him hard. Harry almost expected to wake up from a dream and discovering that the rescue had never happened and they had just taken him for torture again. But that didn't happen, instead people appeared out of thin air as they threw of their Invisibility Cloaks.

The sight was frightening to say the least for Harry when being in his position. It was Draco he noticed first, sided by Crabbe and Goyle. But it was also Pansy Parkinsson, Theodore Nott and Millicent Bulstrode. It was Millicent who had hit him hard in his stomach the rest had their wands out and Draco was also holding a dagger in his left hand.

"Why why, look at this, Scarface lies here with a lot more scars than when I saw him last time" Drace said and smiled at his own joke.

"Now let's see, I wanted to to get you for getting my Dad to Azkaban and what happens? My Dad owls me about you, this dagger you see Potthead is a Portkey. Just stick it into you somewhere and activate it. I could've even have sent Crabbe or Goyle to do that, but we wanted some prestige with the Dark Lord you know. To deliver you to him will make him look kindly at us in the future, to bad he wants to kill you himself, it'd be a pleasure for us to do that. Let me remind you again of what I said about joining the right sides six years ago, look at where your choice brought you now, don't blame me though I tried to tell you to make wise decisions."

Suddenly Crabbe punched Harry's broken right leg. Harry groaned by the pain but couldn't decide if he should try to groan loud in case anyone would hear him or if he would be as quiet as possible to not sastify the Slytherins.

Harry looked up at Draco's dagger as he put it in his right hand and prepared to put it into Harry.

He couldn't decide what he wanted, to be killed fastly or still be alive away from Voldemort. Maybe death now soon would be a better choice and all this buying time is just silly. He tried to mentally prepare himself for the coming pain wherever Draco would put the dagger and for the pain by feeling how Nagini bite and the poison killing him.

Suddenly there was a striking pain in the flesh of his left leg above his knee. He groaned loudly and saw how the others smiled and snickered.

The handle of the dagger was sticking out of the sheets on his left leg which was being coloured red by blood.

Pansy brought her wand closer to the dagger in what seemed like an eternity when it was just a second.

"Good bye illusions of freedome and safety, good bye the good life which I never had and would never have. Hello destiny, I'm back again"

As Pansy opened her mouth the doors slammed open and several "Stupefy" were heard as several red lights shoot at the Slytherins.

A/N
Whops, cliffie again, man I hate that Draco bastard. Though he would never just be inactive with this opportunity. Man... am I sleepy, it's 02.07 and I went up around 8 today, as every other day this week except for Tuesday, when I went up at 06.00, at last weekend... ahhhhh falls asleep in front of his computer