First of all… No one prolly remembers this story. That's ok. This is one of those loose ends that needs tightening up. I want to get it finished so here we go again.

I know at least one of the chapters in the beginning is hard to follow and I was going to fix that but I decided not to. It stays. Read around it LOL. It gets the jist across for now and I just want to focus on finishing this story. I hope who ever still was waiting for this (long wait too wow! 2001? Lol) enjoys what's to come and forgives me for my absents.

Lemme know…

Steph

"I don't understand! What else could be connected to him!" Ron's angry expression quickly changed to fear as he thought the worst.

"I don't know Ron! Anything! Ginny opened the doorway to Harry… Only we don't have a way to communicate with him since we have nothing to connect each other with. So if I read this right… if we had a piece of his shirt or even a strand of hair we could talk to him. Ginny, if he was holding an other piece of the broom that you have then we'd be in business but now all we have done is exposed Harry where ever he is to absolutely anyone."

"Anyone? Anything? That's really not a good thing now that…. Well… in these times!"

"No Ron… its not. We have to tell Dumbledore. I'm sorry Ginny but I think we put Harry in more danger then he may already have been in."

"How is that?" Ginny asked fighting back tears.

"Cause there's only one person right now I can think of that has something of Harry's and is holding it all the time."

Ginny and Ron held confused looks before Hermione continued on.

"V… Voldemort…"

Ron froze… his face gave off the sudden realization of what Hermione meant.

"We have to tell Dumbledore… now…"

"Yes we do."

Ginny was still confused. She didn't know what was going on. She started to panic.

"What do you guys mean! Please don't leave me in the dark like this! Ron! Come on!"

Ron and Hermione gave each other a look before turning to the youngest Weasley.

"Gin do you remember when Harry was taken by that port key at the triwizard tournament?" Ron asked.

"Of course I bloody do! I was watching!" Ginny was yelling now. She was sick of waiting for the information to come out. She was sick of worrying about the person she secretly loved more the life itself. She wanted Harry back and she wanted to tell him everything! But she couldn't get him back and apparently she had just made it harder to do so.

"Ginny, Vo..Voldemort used Harry's blood to create his body. Now Harry's blood runs through his veins now. And if this spell does what I think it does then we just opened a door to Harry for Voldemort to step right into…"

A look of horror arose on the young girls face. Tears sprung to her eyes. What had she done!

"Gin… We may have just killed Harry…"

"You keep saying we…." A whisper said behind the two.

"We… you keep saying we did this. I did this.. its my fault!"

Ron looked at his sister and then down to his feet. He wasn't going to deny that to her. She was right that this was her fault. But he didn't want her to be more upset then she already was. Herminone luckily saved him from saying anything.

"We have no time to sit and do nothing on this. We have to tell someone right now! Ron grab the book and lets go." Hermione was already to the door before her sentence finished.

"I'm staying here." Ginny said from behind them. The two other Griffindors stopped in their tracks and turned to look at her.

"The hell you are Ginny! You are telling Mum and Dad about this… not me."

"Ron I'll tell them but I'm staying here."

Hermione was confused. She thought that Ginny wanted to help Harry and staying here certainly wasn't helping.

"Why the sudden change of heart. Don't you want to help Harry?" Her brother questioned taking a step closer.

Ginny stared at him with a glassy gaze. "I… I don't feel… very… well…."

And just like that, the red head lost consciousness and fell to the floor.

Harry put his hands up to block whatever was attacking him. The figure made contact with him and they both tumbled to the ground in a large heap.

For a moment he couldn't see anything but blackness until the figure on top of him shifted its weight and moved off of him a bit. It didn't try to attack him or hurt him. It seemed to want to get as far away from him as possible. Since he didn't feel threatened at all he kept his guard down and watched.

The first thing he noticed was the hair. It was long and red. The hair successfully blocked the identity of the person in front of him and didn't seem quick to share the secret. He figured the only thing he could do was attempt words.

"Hello?"

The figure in front of him froze for a second. Its head lifted up with quick sharp movements desperately trying to find the source of the voice however it did not answer him.

"Excuse me…" Harry added while getting to his feet.

The figure flinched again at the voice and a moment later started turning its head towards Harry.

Just then it was like a light was finally turned on in the darkness. Harry could see now that the figure had a female shape and deep red hair. He knew that hair. His heart leapt in his throat as the the girl turned her head around to look straight into Harry's eyes. He was speechless. The person in front of him was definitely not what he was expecting to encounter in here.

"Harry?" her voice squeaked as tears rushed to her eyes. "Oh My gods! Harry!" The young girl scrambled to her feet in a flash and ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck and burying her head into his shoulder.

"Gin?"

The girl pulled away from him and started wiping her eyes on her long sleeves. "I'm sorry! I can't help but to cry. I found you! Everyone is so worried about you Harry! All of the professors are out looking for you. Ron and Hermione are worried sick!" She rambled on.

"Ginny… how did you get here?"

"I… I found a spell that was supposed to help me talk to you. But Ron and Hermione said I had done it wrong and then I was worried that I put you in more danger. But… I guess it worked cause I got to you huh?"

"I guess it did Gin. Good job." Harry was still a bit confused but smiled widely that he wasn't alone now. He didn't care how she got there. He was happy that he had help to get out. He remembered what the mirror image of himself had told him about Ginny. He must have seen her when she was chanting the spell.

"You look ok Harry. Do you know where you are so I could tell someone once I figure out how to get back?"

Harry looked down to his feet as he rocked a bit on his heels.

"I don't think I'm ok Gin. Not out there anyways."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Ginny looked at him in fear. She didn't think she was going to like what he was about to say.

Harry took one of her hands and motioned her to sit on the floor with him to explain.

"From what I gathered while I was in this weird place… I am in a hospital somewhere. I could see myself Gin… while I was floating around here and I looked really bad. To be honest with you I'm a bit worried about myself. I don't remember how I got in the hospital. But there is a Lady in the room with me a lot. She looks familiar but I cant place her."

"Could it be your aunt?" Ginny added.

"No I'd have remembered that horrid woman." He said with a smirk. Ginny caught it and let a smile grace her face as well.

"Don't worry Haryy… I'm here now. We'll figure this out together."

Harry let his smile grow bigger at her words of encouragement. Maybe he's get out of here after all. As long as he wasn't alone he felt there was hope.

"Thanks Gin."

"Mrs. Fredo?"

The tired woman was pulled out of her thoughts at the sound of the doctor's voice and looked up at him quickly.

"Is he ok?"

"He's stable for now. Harry had a seizure. A pretty good one too. It's being caused by his brain injury. I was expecting this and should have warned you. He'll be having more of them I just don't know how severe they will be."

"Ok… are they good or bad? To have I mean."

"Well I'd rather he not have them… But we'll see. If they get worse I'd like to do some more tests to see if there's something I missed. He may need surgery to repair it. But we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Right now I see no reason to jump in just yet."

"I need to find his family… or friends… something. Someone should know what's happening to him."

The doctor took in her tired features and the worry lines on her face. She was no good to anyone like this. She needed rest.

"Mrs. Fredo why don't you go home. I'll call you if there is any change. He's stable now and our nurses are looking for his family. Right now all you should worry about is sleep."

Mary frowned and let out a sigh. He was right but she didn't want to leave Harry. She'd make a promise to get back as soon as she could in the morning.