/N: And I forgot to thank harshi before… =) you know I love ya! =) I couldn't wait to post this chapter… seeing as it's pretty crap anyway… =/

Chapter 7:

It was that time again, Diagon Alley. Ron, Hermione and Ginny Flooed there, with Mrs. Weasley, who was watching them like a hawk.

"Now, don't you go wondering off. You all know the current… situation. First up, Flourish & Blotts. Do you all have your booklists?"

The three of them nodded, their moods still low after Harry's revelation.

Mrs. Weasley eyed her children, and Hermione, who she had already come to think of as her daughter. "Come on, then." She wasn't sure what to say, since she herself was very worried about him.

Mrs. Weasley hurried off down to Flourish & Blotts, leaving Ron, Hermione and Ginny to trail behind.

"How can she seem so happy? Harry's probably going to get himself killed, and here we are, pretending that everything is normal!" Ron was clearly frustrated.

Dumbledore had told them not to breathe a word about Harry's "running away", in case Voldemort got word of it and tried to use that to his advantage.

"Oh, honestly Ron. Leave your mother alone. She's a little like me, needs to busy herself to take her mind of things. Now, come ON!" Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled him along, following Mrs. Weasley and leaving Ginny behind.

Ginny looked after Hermione and Ron. It was a bit of an irony, the two of them FINALLY getting together, but Harry being… gone.

Yeah, he's just GONE. He's going to be OK!

Having reassured herself, Ginny picked up her pace, her eyes searching for a familiar tuft of bright red hair.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and felt herself being pulled down an alleyway. She screamed, but a hand clamped over her mouth.

"Shut up Weasely," hissed a familiar voice. Draco Malfoy stepped out of the shadows.

Her face displayed a mixture of fear and resentment. "What, Malfoy?" she said, harshly.

"I heard Potty's not coming back," he sneered.

"And you'd only know that from your Death Eater father!" she retorted.

"Ooh, touchy."

Ginny tried to pull away from his grasp, but he tightened his grip on her arm. "Where's he going?" he asked aggressively.

Ginny showed a look of defiance on her face. "I'm not telling YOU, Malfoy!"

He raised his wand. "Oh yeah?" he threatened.

"You wouldn't dare," she told him.

"Watch me."

Before he could do anything, he heard, "Silencio!", and nothing came out of his mouth.

"Mr. Malfoy, you'd do well never to threaten my daughter again," she said coldly, in a tone that she rarely ever used.

The charm had now worn off, but Draco could only nod in fear. Clearly, he had never been on the receiving end of one of Molly Weasley's overprotective rants.

"Now go home and don't threaten my daughter, or ANY of my children for that matter, EVER again."

Draco scrambled to his feet and dashed out of the alley.

Mrs. Weasley's face softened, as she went to embrace her daughter, who struggled to resist her.

"MUM! I'm alright!"

"Ginny, what did I say about wondering off? Oh, that goodness you're alright." It was obvious that Mrs. Weasley hadn't heard Ginny, or was simply choosing to ignore her.

"MUM!"

Mrs. Weasley was startled out of her mothering, and looked at her daughter alarmed. "What is it, dear?"

"They know," she said softly.

A/N: OK… that was really short… and sort of boring… but I promise that the next chapter will be REALLY long and A LOT more interesting!!! =) Keep RR-ing! =)