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Title: Lost Souls Forever

Summary: "I'm taking you home Gin..." he says quietly, "we're going home..." She gazes at him blankly, before turning her head slowly back to the wall. "Harry ..."

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Chapter three – Old Friends

Harry shut the door of his flat loudly, after finally getting Ginny away from the slightly fearful gaze and many questions of Mrs Parker, she had leaned heavily against Harry as they went up the stairs. As soon as they reached the landing and he'd unlocked the door, she had let go of her grasp on him and walked into the small flat.

Harry turned around and watched her; she stood in the middle of the floor for a while before walking over to his radio in the corner, with barely disguised curiosity. Harry felt the corners of his mouth upturn slightly as one of his happiest memories came to the surface of his mind.

-Flashback-

"Harry! What's this?"

"A radio, Ginny" he explained patiently, "press the red button and music comes on"

"Like mums wireless?" she questioned eagerly.

"Sort of" Harry said, grinning, not wanting to explain the complexities of a muggle radio to her at this point in time.

"So" he said conversationally, sitting down at the small table in the corner of the room, "how's school going?"

"Okay" Ginny muttered.

Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Did you know they made Charlene Trent Head Girl?" Ginny exclaimed suddenly, "do you have any idea what a total moron that girl is?"

"No" Harry said patiently, "but I expect you're going to tell me" he grinned slightly.

"She's an idiot" Ginny said matter-of-factly, "and a Hufflepuff. Need I say more?"

"No" Harry said, grinning widely now, "but at least you're Quidditch captain"

Ginny shot him a grumpy look. "I know. I never wanted to be Head Girl, I'm not Hermione! I just wish they'd chosen someone with half a brain!"

"Mmhmm" Harry said, from experience, trying not to smile at the angry 18 year old.

She looked at him, a frown on her face.

"What?"

"Kiss me" Harry said smiling widely.

Ginny grinned reluctantly and walked over to him, leaning down and kissing him softly.

Harry slid an arm around her waist and hugged her towards him.

"Does Ron know you're here?" Harry whispered, his warm breath reaching her ear through the long tresses of her hair.

"Where would be the fun in that?" Ginny had replied, kissing him once more.

-End of flashback-

The smile slowly faded from Harry's face; that was a long time ago.

Ginny was still at the radio, she pushed the red button, "On" she whispered quietly. Harry was immediately at her side as the music began to play softly. She looked up at him, worry on her features:

"On?"

"On" Harry said determinedly, reaching a hand around her shoulders, she jumped forwards, knocking the radio to the floor where it broke apart, the music coming to an abrupt halt. Ginny stared at it dumbly, Harry picked up the radio and replaced it on the shelf, he wouldn't need it any more anyway.

Taking her arm gently, he guided her to the back of the small sitting room, where there were two doors, opening one he lead her into a rather dingy bedroom, with a double bed pushed up against one wall, unmade. He walked her slowly over to the bed and she sat down wordlessly:

Harry knelt to her eyelevel and said quietly:

"I'm just going out for a bit, I'll be back later, and then we can leave. Go somewhere safe".

Ginny looked dumbly out the window, Harry wasn't sure she'd heard a word he had said. He helped her lie down and tucked her under the covers:

"I'll be back soon" he whispered, kissing her brow softly, Ginny blinked, Harry could feel her gaze on his back as he walked out of the room. As a precaution he put a locking charm on her door and then, lighting a fire, he took a pinch of Floo powder from a pot on the kitchen side and stepped into the flames shouting loudly:

"Diagon Alley"

Harry watched the hundreds of fireplaces whiz past as he held his breath, not wanting to get ash in his mouth again. With a sudden jolt he flew right out of the fireplace and landed several feet away from the opening on the cool, hard cobbles of Diagon Alley. He turned his head and looked back at the fireplace angrily.

A rather large wizard was kneeling by the side of the fireplace, prodding the dirty brickwork with his wand and muttering as he looked in a thick book, with the words, 'What to do if you can't Floo' written across the top in faded lettering. He saw Harry picking himself up off the street, turned briefly and said:

"Essential maintenance"

"I'm sure," muttered Harry, walking off with a slight limp, trying to ignore two teenage witches giggling at him nearby. He strode quickly up the street, cursing the fact that people moved out of the way when he was walking anywhere, on the one day he needed to keep a low profile. Trying to look as uninteresting as possible, Harry lowered his head and walked into Gringotts.

Ten minutes later, he emerged, pulling his jacket around him as protection from the slight rain that was falling from the dark clouds, he strolled back down the street, thankful for the weather as most customers had disappeared into shops or cafes. Harry entered the Leaky Cauldron by the back door and began pushing his way through the hoards of damp bodies:

"Potter" a voice growled in the corner, Harry glanced over to a large fireplace, which had a squashy armchair pulled up next to it, a tall, balding wizard sat in it, fingers steepled, looking seriously at Harry.

With a sense of great foreboding, Harry shoved his way through the last few people and sat down in a chair which the other wizard conjured up for him, he faced the man with a small smile which was quickly wiped away when he said his next words:

"Saw you at St Mungo's this morning."

Harry bit his lip.

"Really" he said, trying and failing miserably to sound casual.

"Visiting Ginny." It was more of a statement than a question, but Harry answered nonetheless:

"Yes"

"About time" the wizard said leaning forward. Fixing Harry with a steely gaze, he looked serious for a moment and said quietly:

"The Minister wants me to have a word with you."

Harry looked up, startled:

"Wha-?"

The other man held up his hand for silence, and then he did something very uncharacteristic for the solemn wizard. And smiled slightly: "He wants to know why a patient has gone missing from St Mungos. A very high profile patient as a matter-of-fact." He looked at Harry, as if waiting for an answer. Harry felt very defensive under that gaze, and moving back slightly he said quietly, glancing around to check no-one was listening:

"There is a patient missing from the hospital."

"Aha." The other wizard said, his eyes lighting up, "I suppose you had nothing to do with it though? Harry Potter wouldn't be so stupid, especially now he's an auror."

Harry grinned:

"No, he wouldn't be so stupid."

"If I was the patient" the other wizard said, contemplating the ceiling, "I'd get out of London for a while, see if I can't feel better" he added fixing Harry with a knowing gaze.

"I think that's what I would do too." Harry replied, a worried frown briefly crossing his face.

"Well" said the other man briskly standing up, "I'd better inform the minister that you know nothing about this escaped patient, and notify the Healers of course."

"You'd better," said Harry, standing up as well, "I wouldn't want people thinking bad of me" the other wizard smiled slowly, pulling on a thick black robe, he held out a hand and Harry shook it:

"Thanks Kingsley," he said, smiling.

"I think you should take some time off Mr Potter, have a holiday." He said in reply, before sweeping out of the Leaky Cauldron.

Harry smiled after him. A voice behind him broke into his thoughts:

"Drink, Mr Potter?" Harry turned around and saw Tom the barman, grinning toothlessly up at him.

"I'd better not Tom" Harry said kindly before strolling out onto the wet street.

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