I forgot to put a disclaimer on this. All these character belong to J.K. Rowling and co.; only the plot is mine. Btw, this chapter is smaller than normal but it is necessary.

Chapter 5: Gifts

After the excitement of Harry being related to a Hogwarts founder had worn off, everyone finally got around to eating. Having lived off 'Dursley food' for so long Harry welcomed the variety Mrs. Weasely had offered. He ate a great amount of the menu, though Ron still had him beat hands down, besides, Harry ate like a gentleman.

Something the Ginny pointed out, "Ron, have you ever noticed how Harry eats. He does it in a slow and gentlemanly way. You just shovel it all in and spit it out when you talk."

Harry was starting to blush, until Hermione opened her mouth and made him choke. "That's not true! Ron can be a gentleman when he wants to and he isn't a slob."

"Hermione, did you just defend Ron's eating habits after yelling very morning at school about them?" Harry asked, purely shocked. Ginny gave him a triumphant wink from her seat next to him.

Ron was the next to speak up, "Hey, we may bicker but that's only because we care. Unlike other people, we don't slap someone when we're mad, we talk about it!"

Everyone starting laughing at Ron's choice of words and then at the way his face turned bright red with embarrassment. Harry decided to save him from further embarrassment so he started to drag him, Hermione away from the table. Ginny said she was still mad from the water so he had to lift her out of her seat and carry her to the stairs. "You won't be mad once you see what I'm about to show you three. Or maybe I should say, give you three." Finally setting a laughing Ginny down, Harry led the group upstairs and towards the room he slept in.

"Now, Harry, would this have anything to do with what I found in your pocket last night?" Ginny asked curiously.

Harry answered in a disappointed voice, "I didn't want you to already know what you might get. Do you have any idea what is whose?"

"I think I can. Harry, you can't seriously give me that, or them the other things!" though she was complaining, no one could miss the excitement in her voice.

Ron was confused, "What in Merlin's name are you talking about?"

"You'll find out," Harry replied with a grin, while sending a wink at Ginny. Opening the door he held it open for the trio to enter first and closed it behind him. "You see, I took a visit to the Potter Family Vault a few days ago. I thought you guys deserved something to have fun with so I picked up a couple heirlooms that should fit you well."

Ever the curiosity person, Hermione couldn't wait, "Well, Harry, what are they?"

Smiling at her enthusiasm, Harry waved a hand and made the gifts Ginny had accidentally found last night reappear in their original size. He handed the book to Hermione, the dagger to Ron, and gently gave the necklace to Ginny. Having already seen the necklace before, Ginny wasn't as surprised as the other two. She was still ecstatic and started examining it at every angle. Hermione was treating the book like it was a child and Ron was looking at the dagger with awe while trying to get a feel for it in his hand.

"Oh, Harry, it's absolutely beautiful! Will you put it on for me?" Ginny cried.

Harry smiled and reached for the necklace. "You know, Gin, this was my mom's. It was actually made by a muggle and then my dad engraved it himself."

As Harry was pulling the necklace around her Ginny started to worry, "Are you sure you want me to have it?"

"I wouldn't let anyone else have it, Gin," Harry said as he finished the clasp.

Turning around and flinging her arms around his neck, Ginny said a rushed thank you and proceed to pull Harry's head towards hers. At first caught off guard, Harry put his arms around her waist and met her lips half way. It was only the first time Harry had really felt alive. It seemed like electricity flowed between them and when they pulled apart they both wore huge smiles on their faces. Whispering, "Wow," Harry pulled her into a gentle embrace.

"Um, Harry, that is my sister you just snogged right in front of me," Ron said with a slight bit of humor in his voice.

Ginny decided to act like her siblings known as the twins and said in a deadly serious voice, "Ronald, if Harry and I want to snog, we will. Nothing you say or do will change that." With that said and done Ginny pulled a laughing Harry into a quick kiss.

"Hey, Ron, do you think we could show them what a real kiss looks like?" Hermione asked.

"Wha-" Ron was cut off middle word by Hermione doing exactly what Ginny had just done to Harry. Harry and Ginny were beyond shock, and Harry showed a little hurt. It looked like the two in front of them had done this more than once, and he couldn't believe they hadn't told him.

When Hermione turned away, the first thing she saw was Harry's hurt look. She was smart enough to guess why and she started to feel guilty. "Harry, don't be mad. It started at the end of last term, when we were stuck in the Hospital Wing. We thought that you had enough to deal with and we didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything."

Ron picked up where she left off, "Harry, we really care about you, but we knew you were going through a lot and thought it was best to tell you after you got over Sirius's death."

Seeing Harry's face become steadily redder, Ron knew he had said the wrong thing. That thought was only increased when Harry's voice came out on such a cold and calm voice, you could feel the anger in it, "Well, maybe you should have asked me. You're like a brother to me and Hermione's my sister. I only would ever want you two to be happy. Don't you think that after I had just gotten someone killed, finding out my 'family' had found happiness would have made me a little bit happier? I thought I could've trusted you two out of everyone else, and now I find out you lied and deceived me for more than two months! You can keep your gifts; they're the last thing you'll get from me!"

"Harry, that's not what we were trying do," Hermione started. Harry never gave her a chance to finish.

"I'll see you later, Gin. Ron, Hermione; I might see you again. If I don't all you have to worry about is I'll still kick Voldemort's ass for you." Giving Ginny a peck on the cheek, Harry disappeared with a pop, taking all his belongs with him. Ginny gave her brother and Hermione a disgusted look then stormed out of the room.

Back at Privet Drive Harry was storming. He was beginning to lose control of his magic. Objects around his room were starting to fly around of their own accord. It looked like a hurricane inside a small room. The eye of the hurricane was Harry, though it didn't look like any Harry people were used to. His face was torn apart in pain and he seemed to have lost all resemblance of control. Only one thought went though his troubled mind. They betrayed me. My family betrayed me. I have no one left. Those three thoughts went round and round and grew in his mind. Until they were replaced by another thought, a much more sinister thought.

It is all Voldemort's fault.