Author's Note - Fake-truth86 Thank you so much for the reviews. You havereally been the reason i started up with this story again and i think it's come a long way.You asked how many chapters i have planned fro this story. To tell you the truth i'm not exactly sure. I just type what i think would fit into the story. I haven't been really thinking about the ending. I just go with the flow although after this chapte ri have a feeling there aren't going to be very many chapters left. I think this story is starting to come to a close.

I also just want to thank BrItTsR, sporty12gd4u and Julie for the reviews. Means a lot to know people are reading this story:D this was my first story so it's special :)


Chapter 21

Harry sat on the couch downstairs staring at the letter from Lupin. He was soaring. They were going back to the magical world. This summer had quickly become the summer from hell and Harry still couldn't quite grasp everything that had happened. It all seemed like a bad dream or some horrible alternate universe. He had left the group upstairs needing some time to himself. Some time to collect his thoughts.

Harry thought of his aunt and uncle upstairs too. Uncle Vernon was probably leaping for joy at the fact they were all leaving. Aunt Petunia on the other hand had stunned him this summer. He couldn't believe she was the same person. She had helped him and his friends. He couldn't quite place her on the beloved family list yet but she had gained respect from Harry. When Harry told her his news of leaving he couldn't help but notice her what, disappointment?

It did kind of scare Harry. Sure the Dementors knew they were here but somehow he did feel safer in the muggle world. He felt safe away from all the magic. He knew in his heart though that the magical world was where he belonged and when they went back they would receive the help they needed. Harry continued sifting through his thoughts when he felt someone place their weight down beside them.

"Hello," Ginny's sweet voice filled Harry's ear. Harry's heart fluttered.

"Ginny, hey," he smiled.

"Harry, I wanted to talk to you alone. I thought now would be a good time before everyone else comes down," Ginny fidgeted nervously.

"I'm listening," Harry said placing down the letter and turning his full attention to her.

"When we were on our way home from the park you wanted to tell me something," Ginny trailed off.

"And you were wondering what it was?" Harry grinned. He was ready to tell her.

Ginny nodded. "I mean, I can understand if you've changed you mind and…" again Ginny let her voice fade.

"Change my mind?" Harry questioned. "Ginny. What I wanted to tell you I've wanted to tell you for a long time," Harry knew Ginny knew what he was going to say. He took her hand in his and turned to face her completely. "Ginny," Harry leaned closer to her. "I think I'm in love with you."

"Think?" Ginny spoke, barely over a whisper.

Harry leaned in even closer. Her lips were so close to his. "Know," he whispered with a smile. With that he pressed his lips firmly against hers.

Harry had lost himself to her now. He kissed her with everything he had been holding back. His heart leapt as she kissed him back. The kissed seemed only a minute but when Harry pulled away from Ginny he knew it had been longer. Ginny smiled nervously and Harry was about to kiss her again when he noticed that Hedwig was acting very strangely in the kitchen.

The snowy owl flew around trying to get outside. Harry slowly raised himself from the couch. Holding Ginny's hand he padded into the kitchen.

"Hey girl," Harry called soothingly to the distressed owl. "What's wrong?"

That's when Harry noticed it. That owl flying around above him was not Hedwig and it most certainly wasn't a girl. Harry racked his brain trying to remember when the owl had arrived. Harry had been so thrilled to see the letter that he didn't even notice that it couldn't possibly be his bird.

Worried now, Harry tried to coax the owl down. Ginny stood at Harry's side, very confused.

"What's going on Harry?" she asked.

"It's not Hedwig," Harry replied while still trying to get the bird down.

"What?" Ginny asked, more than confused now. "Than who is it?"

"I don't know," Harry shook his head.

"You don't think," Ginny's voice quivered as the thought ran through her mind. "You don't think it's a trick do you? The letter?"

Harry faced Ginny. The thought had never crossed his mind. Racing to the living room Harry grabbed the parchment. Harry read the words thoroughly 5 more times before he placed the parchment down, fear written all over his face.

Ginny gulped nervously. "Harry?'

"Get the others down here now. Stay together. I'm going to get my aunt and I'll meet you back here," Harry turned to run.

"Harry wait," fear echoed in Ginny's voice, a very strong fear. "What's happening?"

Harry stepped toward her and placed a gently kiss on her lips. "Do this for me Ginny. I'll be right back. I'll only be down the hall," and before Ginny could object Harry was dashing up the stairs.