This is my second fan fiction, and the first in the Harry Potter realm. For those of you reading Who Do I Choose, I'm sorry I left the story hanging like that. I just moved about five different times. When I find the disk with the story on it, I will finish it up. It was going good, and I do have it finished on the disk. I think you will like the ending. As for this story, I love J.K. Rowling''s world. The way she created the enviroment that is Harry Potter is amazing. And yes, I do support Harry/Ginny and Ron/Hermione, as the story will show. For you Harry Hermione shippers, I read your ideas, and they are good, but you are missing the point. The tension is between her and RON, not Harry. On with Chapter Two.

Chapter Two: Harry's Quick Exit of Privet Drive

Harry was very shocked that Ginny had sent him a letter. More of a shock to him was that, unlike Ron or Hermione, Ginny did understand what he had gone through. She had been under Voldemort's control way back in his second year. She knew the pain of people getting hurt because she let Voldemort control her thoughts. Why Harry hadn't thought about it, he didn't know, but suddenly Harry realized that Ginny would be the perfect person to talk to about the Voldemort thing. He still didn't know if he wanted to talk about Sirius to anyone, but he felt he needed to let something out. He pulled out a piece of parchment, and reached for a quill.

Dear Ginny,

I was a little surprised you wrote to me, but I was really happy you did. You are right, it wasn't all my fault. Part of it was my fault though, but some of the blame does belong to Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange. They did the acts, but if I hadn't gone, Sirius would still be alive. But I realize that not all the blame is on me. That and I really don't want you to slap me. You have a real temper and I never want to be on the wrong side of it. Oh, and the thing with Ron on the train, I thought it was brilliant. And don't worry, I don't plan on telling him, I loved the look on his face. Can I ask you why you did it? Hermione had some hair-brained thought that it was because Ron was suggesting you go out with me. I bet it was annoying, because you used to fancy me. It was even to the point that you sent me a singing telegram on Valentine's Day. Yes, I know it was you that sent it, because I knew about your crush. You weren't that subtle, with the running and sticking your elbow in the butter dish. But back to the card, that was an awkward situation. In front of the entire school, it seemed like. Especially with Draco there. I never thanked you for it though, because even though embarrassing, it was quite good. Well, I'm very hungry, and I need to eat. Talk to you in a few weeks.

Love,

Harry

Harry didn't know why he had written so much to Ginny, or why he seems so opened to talk to her about any of this. Part of it, he told himself, was just because she had been through it as well. She had to go through so much during the Chamber of Secrets as well. She couldn't tell anyone either, because no one would believe her. Another part of his mind was saying how she had proved herself during that night in June, in the Department of Mysteries. She stood up for herself, and wouldn't take no for an answer. She came, and did everything she could to help fight the Death Eaters. She even tried walking on a broken ankle, trying not to burden anyone else. She was very brave that night. And she did look very cute with that determined look on her face. That last thought shocked Harry. Had he just thought that he thought Ginny Weasley to be cute? No, she isn't cute, she is Ginny, Ron's little sister. She is just the girl that would put her arm in the butter dish every time she saw him. She was the one who would run away from him in school. She was Ginny, the hot tempered, brave, confident, amazing, beautiful girl who always there when you needed her. Once again, Harry found himself thinking about Ginny in a way, if Ron found out, would probably pound him into the ground. I have to stop thinking about Ginny like this.

Harry did stop thinking about Ginny, because at that moment, there was a knock at his bedroom door, and Aunt Petunia walked in with breakfast. Harry thought this odd, because she was actually coming in to see him, when she didn't have to.

"Harry, here is breakfast." Aunt Petunia walked over to his desk, and to the plate down. Harry looked at the bacon, eggs, and toast on the plate, and just looked at his aunt.

"I'm not hungry." Harry said in a very distant voice. It seemed that his openness in his letter to Ginny had evaporated the second his aunt walked into the room.

"Harry, you must be hungry, you didn't even touch your dinner last night." Harry looked at his aunt, and if he didn't know better, he would have thought she cared about him.

"What does it matter to you? It's more food for Uncle Vernon and Dudley. Why does it matter to you if I eat at all?" Harry was starting to get angry with his aunt. He didn't care when they treated him badly, but it try and lie about caring now was a bit ridiculous.

"Harry, I am really sorry if I have treated you badly in the place, but I do want to try to fix that."

"Oh, so after 15 years, you finally what to treat me better? What changed, was it because I saved Dudley from the dementors? Or better yet, because you actually realize I am not the loser and the idiot you took me for?"

"Harry, I know what I did was wrong, and I do wish I could change it, but I can't."

Harry didn't know what to say next. His aunt was saying he was right, that she had treated him bad. The aunt, for his whole life, treated him like the scum of the earth.

"Why the sudden change of heart?"

"It is many things, but you are right, it is many due to the fact about the night you saved Dudley from the dementors. But some of it has to do with the fact that I saw you yesterday, and you seemed dead to the world. You didn't even notice that we had driven home. You were just looking into space the entire time."

"Well, I have some things on my mind."

"You mean the death of Sirius."

"How did you know about Sirius dying? How do you even know Sirius?"

"I met Sirius at you mother's wedding to James. And how did I know about his death, Remus told me."

"Remus told you. Why did he bother to tell you?"

"Because, I am not as out of the loop on the wizarding world as you think I am Harry. I knew about all the deaths in the first war against Voldemort. I knew he was after your mother and father. I know the fact the second war is upon us."

"But how do you know about any of this."

"Simple Harry, Albus Dumbledore."

"Ha, I knew it, it was him who sent that howler."

"Yes, but you see, what you don't know is that I am in constant contact with him, ever since you reentered the wizarding world."

"Why?"

"Because I knew that one day, Voldemort would come back, putting you in a lot of danger."

"But why did you treat me so badly then?"

"Simple Harry, I'm not a perfect person. The truth is that I am jealous. I was jealous of Lily, and I am jealous of you. You have powers I can't even begin to understand, and so did she. I wanted to be the special one in the family, and with you or Lily around, I could never be. And my jealously took over me. That is what caused your uncle to hate the wizarding world. I would bad mouth my sister to him, and one particular Christmas, it back fired. He was at dinner for Christmas, and Lily had brought James. He was talking about what a crackpot school she went to, and James, well, being himself, snapped and beat up Vernon. He has been bitter to all wizards ever since."

Harry was really shocked now. Just a few weeks ago, he destroyed Dumbledore's office, and now Aunt Petunia was talking about the wizarding world.

"Well, I will let you eat breakfast. Oh, and be ready in two weeks for your friends to pick you up."

With that, Aunt Petunia left Harry in his room. Harry didn't know what to think. I was shocked Aunt Petunia not only cared, but knew what was going on in the wizarding world. He then ate his breakfast, and went on with his day.

The two weeks passed, with Aunt Petunia still talking to Harry about the wizarding world, but Harry noticed, it was only when Dudley and Uncle Vernon were not around. He thought that it was because Uncle Vernon would think less of his wife, if he knew that she was so informed about the wizarding world. He finally truly saw Petunia as his aunt. Finally came the day that Harry was supposed to leave, and when he woke up, here heard his aunt saying goodbye to Uncle Vernon and Dudley. Harry knew this had something to do with getting his cousin and uncle out of the house so the Order could pick him up. He got up, got dress, and walked down the stairs, with his trunk and Hedwig's cage. He saw that the living room was now empty. He didn't know where his aunt was, but didn't really think of it too much, he was leaving soon, to go back to his friends. And you get to see Ginny. That nagging thought was still bothering him, ever since the letter, along with the prophecy and Sirius. Harry didn't understand it, he couldn't believe he was thinking of Ginny so much lately. But his aunt came down the stairs, with a box.

"Harry, I am to give this to you before you leave." She handed him the box. "And down try to be happy this year. I must go start lunch for when your uncle gets back."

With that, Aunt Petunia left Harry in the living room. Harry looked at the box, and saw something inscribed on the box, James and Lily Potter. But before he could open it, someone flew out of the fireplace, and knocked Harry down on top of him. He looked down at a very flushed Ginny. His stomach did a back flip when he realized it was her. This surprised Harry because this was the reaction he had last year when Cho was around. But he quickly snapped out of it when Remus, Tonks, Mad-Eye Moody, and Kingley entered the room.

"Wotcher Harry. I" Tonks stopped when she saw Harry on top of Ginny.

"My boy, Harry, just like your father." Remus commented with a smirk on his face. "A red head shows up, and you pounce right on her."

"Hey, she came out of the fireplace, and tripped me." Harry said, as if he was offended, as he got up and picked Ginny off the floor. Electric shot through his arm went she touched him. That was new for him, because Cho couldn't even get that reaction from him.

"Thank you, Harry." Ginny said when she was standing up again. She sounded like she was trying to regain herself.

"How are we getting to Grimmauld Place?" Harry asked.

"Simple Potter, we are flying again." Mad-Eye piped up.

"And why did Ginny come?" Harry asked.

"Good question, why are you here Ginny? Your mother won't be too happy." Remus was staring at her, like he knew something she and Harry didn't.

"I just came to get away from Ron." Ginny said a little too quickly.

"Sure Ginny!" Tonks said, rolling her eyes.

"Well little Weasley, we only have five brooms." Kingley said.

"I can ride with Harry then." Ginny almost squeaked.

"I think I know what's going on Nypha…" Remus started.

"Don't you dare call me that Remus!"

"Sorry, Tonks" Remus said with a blush, which Harry saw.

"Well we don't have all day people, let's go. And this is yours, Potter." Mad-Eye handed Harry back his Firebolt, which Umbridge had taken from him last year.

The four members of the Order mounted there brooms, and Ginny got on Harry's broom, which Harry got on behind her. Once they were in the sky, Harry was following Tonks, with Remus behind him, with Mad-Eye and Kingley circling around them.

"Harry, I'm really glad to you are alright." Ginny said.

"Yeah, well, I have you to thank for that.'

"What did I do?"

"Your letters helped me to open up a little."

"Well, you're welcome Harry."

"Tonks, pull up, muggle town ahead." Ginny and Harry heard Mad-Eye say. They went up quickly, to avoid being seen.

"You know Harry, you will need to talk about Sirius sometime, but I'm not going to force you. I can't say the same about Ron or Hermione."

"I think, maybe, when I am ready, I will want to talk to you first." With these comment, Ginny flushed again. This conversation lasted until they had reach number 12 Grimmauld Place, when Mrs. Weasley caught Harry in a bone crushing hug, and then yelled at Ginny for leaving like she did.

"Ron, is upstairs dear." Mrs. Weasley added, before returning to yell at Ginny.

"Talk to you lately, Gin." Harry added before he walked upstairs to go see Ron.