The four friends awoke the next morning startled. Ron had ended up finding Hermione as a comfortable pillow, which caused Hermione to have fallen asleep on Harry's lap. And Ginny was asleep on Harry shoulder, which caused him to fall asleep on Hermione's side. Harry awoke first to find Ginny's soft red locks falling down her face and onto his shoulder. Harry moved them away gently and stroked her cheek as he sat up from Hermione. Ginny was so beautiful. Harry couldn't believe how much she had grown up since he first met her on Platform nine and three quarters his first year at Hogwarts. Back then, she was only a little girl with a little crush. Now he understood that it was possible to fall in love. Even if it was with his best friend's sister.

Harry, not wanting to wake anyone, held Ginny's head while he slowly stood up. He then rested her head back down gently where he had been sitting. He looked at his watch. 8:45 A.M. Harry began to panic. Classes started 45 minutes ago! He was debating whether to wake them or not when he suddenly realized that it was Saturday. Harry let out a sigh of relief and started to walk up the boy's dormitory when he turned around again slowly. Ron began to kick the air with his right foot as he grunted something about Quidditch. Ginny stirred and rolled over. Her gray uniform skirt had been wrinkled during the night but she still looked incredibly elegant. Harry couldn't help himself but to walk back down to her to get a closer look at his sleeping love. He moved the hair falling across her face aside and touched her neck lightly and ran his fingers down her shoulder. He kissed her beautiful lips ever so lightly and then continued his trip up to the boy's dormitory.

Harry carelessly removed his dress robes and tie and replaced them with a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, and a dark gray sweatshirt Mrs. Weasley had given him and he flopped down on his bed. He had a lot of homework to do this weekend and that was the last thing he wanted. He opened his dresser drawer to get a pair of socks but instead found the old photo album Hagrid had given him of his parents. He picked it up and strolled over to his bed and sat down and opened it to the first page. His parents were holding him and waving at him through the photo. He turned the page and there was Sirius. 'I miss him.' Thought Harry. 'He's my godfather. If my parents are gone, he should at least be with me.' Standing next to James who was linked arms with Lily grinning. 'She's so beautiful,' Harry thought. 'And the only thing I've ever heard her voice say is screaming my name.' A tear slid down his cheek and he slammed the book shut. He was breathing hard and he was about to leave the room when he heard someone coming up the stairs. It was Ron.

"You all right mate?" Ron asked sleepily.

"Yeah I'm fine. I just, I – I woke up before you." Harry stuttered.

"Yeah I noticed." Ron stretched and yawned. "The girls are still asleep."

"Are they?" Harry said, not really paying attention. His mind was still on other things.

"Yeah. You want to head down and get some breakfast? I'm sure the girls won't wake up until we get back. We can bring them some food back. Then we'll have to have a talk with Dumbledore."

"Um... all right sure. That sounds great. But first you'll have to tell ME what happened."

Ron hesitated and then said, "Okay, once we get down to breakfast."

The two friends headed down to the Great Hall where only about twenty students per house were still seated and eating. In Gryffindor, Fred and George were two of them, both of which were seated across from each other having a heated discussion about something. Harry assumed it was probably about some big prank they were planning to pull. Harry and Ron had a seat a few seats down from Fred and George not saying hello to them but instead got into their own discussion.

"So," Harry said grabbing a blueberry muffin. "What happened last night before Ginny and I got there?" Harry asked.

"Well, okay." Ron began grabbing a muffin and pouring Harry and himself some orange juice. "Hermione and I were heading down the second floor corridor to meet you. We were running, say, two minutes late because er, you know we got.. er—side-tracked." Ron said looking everywhere except at Harry.

"We started walking down the last staircase onto the first floor corridor heading towards the exit when we saw about ten dementors coming towards us. We got totally scared because we knew there was no way Dumbledore would allow them in the castle since what happened in third year. That's when we knew Voldermort had something to do with it and that they couldn't possibly be on our side.

"Then it was the first time I had ever heard them speak. It was strange. They muttered to us, 'Harry Potter.'" Ron looked at Harry hesitantly seeing that Harry was now looking down guiltily. Why was everything his fault? Why did every terrible thing that happened have to do with him?

"Hey mate don't worry about it we're safe now aren't we?"

"Yes but what if I hadn't come after you? What if I had just assumed you and Hermione had forgotten? You would probably be... probably be... dead." Harry slammed his fork down in frustration.

"Well you did come after us didn't you? You knew and that's why everyone's yet to defeat you. You know what's right. We knew you'd come Harry." Ron's words comforted him but he was still upset.

"But I didn't just know." Harry said. He explained how he had heard Ginny and rescued her from the dementor first. "That's why Ginny was with me." Harry explained. "So what did the dementors do to you?"

"Well, they saw how me and Hermione hesitated to answer to their comment. So they knew we must know you. So they picked us up and hauled us off. We could hardly hear or see anything. I totally passed out right away. Being in their arms was too painful to stay sane. I think Hermione was stronger then me though. She fought them for a while. Trying your Patronous spell you taught us last year at our D.A. meetings. But she couldn't handle it either. We got there and we felt them tying us up but they never had time to question us at all because you came." Ron finished his story contently as if to say he was completely impressed with Harry showing up.

"Oh." Harry muttered. "That's bad. This is bad. Voldermort has found some powerful allies and has even found a way into the castle. We need to speak to Dumbledore soon. Oh and Ron there's something I have to tell you." Harry was referring to his discovery of Snape being a vampire.

"All right but let it wait. We shouldn't waste another moment before we go to meet Dumbledore." Explained Ron. The two boys grabbed a few more muffins and a whole jug of orange juice and headed back up to the commonroom.

"Password?" The Fat Lady said to Ron and Harry.

"Thumbleweed Gabot." Harry said clearly to her and the door swung open. Both Ginny and Hermione were still sleeping soundly. Ron strode over to Hermione and called to Harry who was still in the doorway, "We should wake 'em up now shouldn't we?"

"Yeah I guess so." Harry said. He loved watching Ginny sleep. She was so peaceful. Ron picked up the jug of cold water that's always left by the windowsill and held it up over Hermione and his sister. He looked over at Harry grinning and Harry grinned back. Ron spilled the water over his sleeping sweetheart and when he heard her gasp he spilled the rest over Ginny who had the same reaction. Hermione stood up with a look of absolout disgust on her face and Ginny just squinted and grabbed a pillow and buried her face in it.

"I can NOT believe you Ronald!" Hermione said to him standing up and pointing her wand at him. Harry and Ron were laughing hysterically.

"Oh come on Hermione it's just a bit of fun." Ron said laughing. "Lighten up. You needed to wake up anyway. We brought you food." Ron said hopefully holding up the orange juice and muffins.

"Did it ever occur to you that if you want to wake someone, all you have to do is tap them on the shoulder?" Hermione said putting her wand away and wringing out her drenched hair.
"Yeah but that's no fun." Ron said still giggling. "You look beautiful when your soaking wet." Hermione smirked at him, grabbed the food, and strode back over to the couch to sit with Ginny. Ginny had moved the pillow away and began brushing her hair to get the wet tangles out. Harry walked over to her.

"Sorry about that Gin," Harry said softly to her.

"Oh it's all right I guess." Taking a bite of her muffin and handing her brush to Hermione who accepted it gratefully. "You weren't actually the one who did it, anyway." She said angrily glaring at Ron.

"Hey! Harry didn't try to stop me!" Ron said defensively. The girls both rolled their eyes.

"So when do we plan on going to speak to Dumbledore?" Hermione asked Harry.

"Er- Ron and I were thinking as soon as you two were done eating and getting ready."

"Sounds good." Said Ginny. After she and Hermione had finished eating the breakfast Harry and Ron had brought them, and after they finished getting dressed and drying their hair, the four friends left the commonroom and headed for Dumbledore's office at ten o'clock sharp. No wasting time.