Dinner at the Burrow was a pleasant affair. Harry sat next to Ginny the whole meal and talked about quidditch, while Ron stuffed his face with food and occasionally commented. Suddenly, an owl landed in front of Mr. Weasley, and soon after he read it, he jumped up and disapparated away. Mrs. Weasley also read the note, gasped, and gave a little dry sob before trying to regain her composure.

"Well it seems that Hermione will be coming to stay with us for a while" she said as she gathered her and Mr. Weasley's plate and retreated into the kitchen. Harry knew something was wrong. He started to follow Mrs. Weasley into the kitchen but Ron quickly stopped him. "Let her be alone. She wouldn't have told you anyway." The table was deathly silent , when all of a sudden Mr. Weasley apparated in then middle of the back yard clutching a sobbing Hermione, while Tonks apparated holding onto Hermione's dad and mom.

As soon as Ron saw Hermione, he rushed to her side as she collapsed into his arms crying. "What the bloody hell happened?" he asked looking frantic.

Tonks spoke up. "Their house was attacked by Death Eaters. She fought them off as well as any auror could." she looked very proud of Hermione at that moment. "I believe two Death Eathersare in St. Mungo's and three were captured thanksto you, Hermione." This seemed to cheer Hermione up a bit, but she still buried her face in Ron's chest. Harry raised an eyebrow behind Ron, and Hermione saw, who laughed and ran over to hug Harry who laughed as well. "I'm just glad you're ok, Hermione." said Harry.

"I'm really proud of you Hermione.", her mother said as she came over to hug her daughter, "You were quite amazing!", but just then a question popped into Harry's mind. "Mr. Weasley, why exactly was Hermione's house attacked?" he already thought he knew the answer but he just wanted to verify it. "Mr. Weasley...Tonks? Tell me, please" Mr. Weasley was looking at the ground while Tonks looked like she would rather be any place but there. "It was because of be, wasn't it? They knew she was close to me and wanted to give me a little 'taste' of what's to come? This is sick. I'm going for a walk." Harry turned to go but Mr. Weasley grabbed his shoulder.

"Harry, we don't know anything for sure yet, but while we're on this subject, i think you should know that he also attacked some muggles today. 10 dead in all.." He waited for some sort of blow up, but if anything, Harry looked thankful.

"This is horrible news," said Harry, "but thank you for telling me Mr. Weasley. I'm glad you're keeping me somewhat informed." He then turned away to take a walk. He didn't know where he was going but he just needed to clear his head. He sat down on a hill over-looking a small pond. He was watching the full moon reflect on the water when he felt a small hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Ginny looking at him, with a worried look on her face. "Harry," she began, "this isn't your fault, you know."

Harry looked somewhat relieved, but still knew that in a way it was his fault. "I've let Voldermort escape too many times. If i had-.." he broke off, his heart feeling heavy. "There's somethingI need to tell you Ginny. Let's go get Ron and Hermione first, though." As theystarted back towardthe house, he felt her delicate hand slip into his. "This is all going to be okay, Harry. I know it.." she said with a reassuring look. He felt his face go red, but couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. He had to get this off his chest. As soon as hid friends knew about the prophecy, they could help shoulder the burden, and as the moonlight illuminated Ginny's face, he knew he couldn't live his life without her. He had a strong urge to kiss her, but knew now was not the time.

As they entered the house, and Ron and Hermione saw the looks on their faces, they immediately followed them into Ron's room, where they could talk alone. As they locked the door, and sat down, Harry tried to begin, but found he couldn't. Ginny put her hand on his shoulder, and as he felt the warmth from where her hand was, he felt stronger. "There's something i need to tell-.." but his words were cut off as a deafening boom sounded from the back yard and 30 tall dark figures filed into the Burrow lawn, sucking all the happiness with them, and 20 shorter, cloaked and masked figures followed behind.

AN: OH NO an attack on Hermione AND the Burrow...coming soon to a computer near you, Harry's friends learn abotu the Prophecy and the attack continues.