Chapter 6: (Memories of a Stolen Kiss)

Classes trudged on. Tonks was an excellent Professor, and the students learnt countless curses, counter-curses, spells, and hexes. But Harry and Ginny were determined to not let that spoil there one year together at Hogwarts as a couple. In June, they would celebrate their one year anniversary.

On the last day in June, at supper, what the entire student body had been anticipating happened; Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement, a grave expression on his face.
"Ladies and gentlemen, fellow Professors, ghosts, house- elfs, and beloved pets." Dumbledore said slowly, it sent shivers down Ginny's spine. She knew now what he was going to say.
"I want a moment of silence for us all. All of us to reflect on what we are all doing here, about happier times. Think of everything in your mind possibly worth fighting for."

Ginny closed her eyes, holding Harry's hand under the table, and thought of Christmas... she and Harry had been caught under mistletoe together and there were a lot of people around. He didn't care. Harry had swept her into his arms and kissed her in front of everyone. Forgetting they were supposed to be keeping a low profile he continued kissing her until Ron kicked him in the shin.
"That was some hot kiss!" Luna's voice filled Ginny's head, and the scene replayed itself in her mind.
"We were under mistletoe... I guess in the spirit of things we got caught away!" Ginny brushed the kiss off casually and walked into potions, in a surprisingly good mood. That kiss was the best Christmas gift she ever got.

"And now I must tell you," Dumbledore's voice snapped Ginny back to the present. "Our school is under threat. We have learned that Voldemort is planning an attack within a month on the school... We know this and it has been reported that just this morning Voldemort himself went to Azkaban and spoke for some time with the Head-Dementor. Our school is strong, but not as strong as I would like to think. Our school has a safe house to whose location only I know about it. On the second of June, that is in three days, I will lead the fifth years and under to it, along with a few staff members. Once you are there, you may not come back until the fight is over, even if school is finished, you will stay there. Half of our House-Elfs will be there too. I want you all to continue your lessons... you will know when to stop. You are to bring with you only your essentials. Fifth years, you must continue night classes there, of this matter I will say no more. Now, the sixth and seventh year students must stay with me and fight against Voldemort. We have notified the Aurors but they are sending us only a few, the war is everywhere, not just at Hogwarts."

So this was it: Voldemort was coming. Ginny decided not to be afraid. She had studied, practiced, prayed. In her heart, Ginny was fearful. Voldemort was coming for Harry, and though he had escaped from him many times before, even cats only had nine lives.

The judge said son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die.
I said not a word, though it meant my life,
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife.
Oh, she walks these hills in a long black veil.
She visits my grave when the night winds wail.
Nobody knows, nobody sees, nobody knows but me.

Harry gave her hand a reassuring squeeze under the table. Everything will be ok.