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A/N : Here's chapter 29! DON'T WORRY! Ron and Mione will get together by the end of this fic!

Also! I'm taking longer to post these fics cuz I'm working on a H/G fic at the moment! So sorry for the wait! Enjoy!

Four Way Connection

The Burrow - Part Two

The Stranger

Ginny's PoV

When we arrive from the fire we are at the Leaky Caldren, up in a small room. Hermione and Lavender walk up ahead, laughing and talking loudly. I can't believe I let them drag me here. I could have spent the night with Harry, watching some movie I know he would hate but would watch with me anyways, instead I keep walking behind the two happy girls. I sigh to myself, hopefully this night will go by fast and smoothly. If anything happens tonight, I'm dead.

'Gin, come on!' Hermione smiles when we're all outsided, standing infront of the entrance to the Muggle world.

I take a deep breath and follow them through, out onto the loud, dark streets of Muggle London. We keep walking, faster now, Lavender and Hermione are getting more and more excited with every step we take, until finally we're infront of a big one floor building with the worlds 'Club Crazy' written above it. I scrunch up my nose, what kind of name is that? Of course, only a Muggle could come up with something like that.

I follow Hermione and Lavender in through the large doors, coughing as the smell of smoke hits my eyes and nose. I look over to my left and see a big group of guys, all smoking. One smiles at me and raises his eyebrows. I look at Lavender, who is talking with the guy checking for I.D. This is so gross, I give the guy a dirty look and walk in after my friends. Why am I here?

'Gin! Come on! Lets start having some fun.' Lavender takes my hand and Hermione's, pulling us over to the bar, she oders three drinks, pushing them towards us, motioning for us to drink.

I look around, this isn't going to be to fun, around me are small tables pushed against the wall with a few chairs around each. The bar is filled with teens of all ages, shouting over the VERY loud music, drinking and flirting with anyone they can find. In the middle of the room people are dancing music, some with their friends, some with their dates or boyfriends and girlfriends, others with people they had never met in their lives.

I shake my head and point to a table on the other side of the room, Lavender nods and Hermione looks a little disappointed, but nods as well. I smile and walk to the table, placing the red drink Lavender got for us down on it. Looking around I notice a group of teenage Muggles all dancing near eachother, a few feet away from my table. Most are dancing with eachother but three guys are looking at me, one nodding in my direction and the other two smiling at me.

This is so stupid! Why did I agree to this? I sigh and look away, ignoring them as I think about how Harry would react to the attention I was getting. I smile, he probably would have gone crazy.

My eyes scan the dark, smokey room again, looking for Lavender and Hermione. After a little while I spot them on the other side of the club, both dancing with a group of guys they hadn't even met a few minutes ago. I shake my head and take a sip of my drink, coughing and spiting it out. It tastes horrible, I push the drink away and get up to find the bathroom, needing to get away from the smoke and noise.

Of course, when I find the bathrooms there is a huge line up for them, I sigh and scan the room again, what else could I do? My eyes fall on a small door on the oppisite end of the room, a balconey. Thank God. I begin to push my way through to the other wall, but before I can even make it half way there one of the guys who were staring at me a few minutes ago is standing beside me.

'Hey there.' He smiles at me as I keep walking, not turning around. 'What's wrong, sweetie?' He starts walking beside me, following me to the door.

'Excuse me.' I say rudely, pushing my way past him, speeding up a bit.

'Hold on!' He grabs my arm to keep me from walking any faster.

'Let go.' I say, trying to pull my arm away from him. Who does this guy think he is? I sigh, I'm so tired of this, I want to go back home and watch an old movie with Harry, but we've only been here about 15 minutes, so chances f leaving now aren't to good.

'Let me buy you a drink.' He offers, still holding tightly to my wrist.

I wince as I think about the disgusting drink I had left behind on the table a little while ago, 'No thank you, but you could let go of my arm if you'd like.' I say, trying to hold back the sarcasium from my voice.

'Playing hard to get, huh?' He smirks, pulling me closer to him as he pushes back a lock of my red hair which has fallen into my face. His breath smells of beer, he's drunk ... obviously.

I push him away from me, tearing my arm from his grip I turn to go, but not fast enough. He moves infront of me, blocking my path to the door, grabbing my arm once more. I sigh with anger, he wont give up. I move back and my back bumps into a small table, feeling around on it's wooden surface I pick the first thing I find up. It's a glass filled to the rim with a clear liquid. I take it and empty it on his head, pushing him away again.

I take a step back just as a few more guys who have seen this come up to him, steping infront of me, blocking me from his view as they start talking to him, beginning to lead him away to the front door. Finally

I feel so out of place here, all these Muggles and their drinks. I walk out of the club, breathing in the fresh air. Of course, the peace can only last so long, 'Gin! Come here, you HAVE to see this!' Lavender's high pich voice screams out from the door leading back into the club, 'It's Mione, come quick.'

I sigh and turn around to face her but I bump into someone standing right behind me, their drink spilling all over the front of my top. 'Oh wonderful, just great.' I say tonelessly as I grab at my top, trying to keep the mess at bay, it's not working.

'Oh God, no I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to, I didn't see you. I'm so sorry.' A tall guy with light blue eyes and black hair that goes down to just below the top of his ears was staring down at me, holding an empty cup in his hand.

'Don't worry about it.' I sigh, I am quickly getting sick of this night, 'It can't get any worse' obviously, was a huge lie made up by Muggles to shut little kids up. They were very wrong. I would not be surprised if Lord Voldemort came to fight us tonight, becuase it CAN get worse, much worse.

'No, listen, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to, I just didn't see you and some drunk Muggle pushed me and --" He was cut off by Lavender's screams again.

'GINNY! Where are you? I told you to come quick! You HAVE to see this! Mione ... she's gone crazy! This is so much fun!' Lavender yells above the music and chatter of people all around us.

'Oh crap.' I mutter. What has Hermione done now? 'You know what? I have to go, don't worry about my top.' I say to the guy still standing over me.

I follow Lavender back into the club, pushing my way through to the side of the room where a huge crowd had gathered. 'What the hell?' I say under my breath, looking at Lavender.

'Look!' She points up above the crowd where I can just see Hermione's head about everyone else's.

Lavender takes my hand and drags me deeper into the mess of people crowding around the table. Once we get past everyone I am in perfect view of everything. I see Hermione, standing up on a table, a glass in her hand, dancing rather crazy.

'Oh, my God. Lav! How many drinks has she had?' I glare at Lavender, who was suppose to be watching Hermione all this time, making sure she didn't do anything crazy. Of course, that was my first mistake, letting Lavender be in charge. All that got me was a drunk Hermione, dancing on tables.

'Is that your friend?' Someone says into my ear. I jump, startled and turn around. The boy who had spilled his drink on me was standing beside me, looking up at the table, at Hermione.

'Yes.' I moan as I push through a few more people standing infront of me and climb up onto the tables next to Hermione. I had to do something, Lavender doesn't seem drunk but she seems as though this is something normal and fun, something everyone did.

'Mione, come on. Let's get you out of here, lets go back to my house and just sleep, okay?' I say in her ear as she keeps dancing.

'No, Gin! This is way to much fun. Come on, try it.' She hands me her drink and keeps dancing.

Dear Merlin. 'Mione! No, come on. We have to get you home, this isn't a good place, come on.' I say as I grab her arm, 'Lavender! Get up here and help me.'

'Why? You should let her have some fun, she was all crazy about Ron, and then he broke her heart! Now let her have some fun, let her forget about your pig head of a brother!' Lavender screams from the floor.

At the mention of Ron's name Hermione stops dancing, her eyes lose their shine again and she isn't smiling anymore. 'Ron,' she mutters to herself.

'Come on, Mione. Come on. Lets just go home.' I whisper to her, taking her hand and leading her off the table.

The group of guys all around us, who were watching Hermione dance, boo and walk away, on to find more entertainment somewhere else.

We jump off the table and Hermione runs to the bathroom. Wonderful, she's going to be sick. 'Lavender, call ahead at the Leaky Cauldron and tell them we're coming, then call Harry and tell him to meet us there as soon as he can.' I tell Lavender as I rush off to the bathroom, behind Hermione.

I find her in a stall at the very end, I can hear her throwing up and it smells horrible in here, but I walk over to the stall and knock on it. She throws up again, then I see her lean back against the wall and flush the toilet. I take a deep breath and get down on my hands and knees. My bare hands on the cold, dirty floor, wincing I crawl under the stall door.

'Mione? Are you okay?' I ask once I'm sitting on the floor next to her.

She shakes her head and moves back to the toilet to throw up again. I pull her hair back as she does, keeping it from falling in her way.

We sit there a little while longer while she gets sick, until finally she flushes the toilet and takes some toilet paper and cleans her mouth. 'I feel so gross.' She whispers.

'Don't worry about it, we're going to go back to the Leaky Cauldron and get you cleaned up, we'll spend the night there if you want. Harry's going to meet us there soon. Don't worry, okay?' I tell her.

We get up and walk out of the stall, Hermione goes over to the sink and starts washing her mouth out as I lean against the wall by the door. I watch Hermione in the mirror as she rinses her pale face with cool water.

The door starts to open and the guy who spilled his drink on my top came in. 'Hi.'

'What are you doing in here? This is the GIRLS bathroom.' I look at him. Why is he following me?

'I know, but your friend sent me in here to tell you Harry will meet you at the Leaky Cauldron as soon as he can, and that he loves you.' The guy smirks.

'Thanks.' I mummble.

'You're a witch.' He smiles.

'You're a wizard.' I state as well.

'Very good, how'd you figure that out?' He asks me as he walks over to the wall I'm leaning on.

'Back when you spilled your drink on me, you said a Muggle pushed you.' I shrug, 'I suppose you knew about me because I was practically screaming about the Leaky Cauldron out there?'

'Yeah, pretty much.' He smiles, 'My name is Adam.' he offers me his hand.

'Ginny,' I shake his.

'How's your friend?' He looks over at Hermione.

'I'm going to pass out.' She whispers.

'No, come on Mione, lets go. The Leaky Cauldron is right around the corner. We'll get you there as soon as we can.' I walk over to her and let her lean on my shoulder, my arm around her, keeping her up.

'I have a car.' Adam offers. 'I can take you there. You wont have to walk.'

'Um ... no thanks, I think we'll make it there.' I bite my lip. I know Adam is a wizard, around my age but I don't think getting into a car with a stranger is the best idea.

'Come on, I promise I wont kidnap you.' He smiles as he digs into his pocket for his keys, 'Besides, don't want to keep the famous Harry Potter waiting, now do you?'

'How do you know his name?' I question, my eyes narrowed.

Adam laughs and smiles again, that smile is starting to bug me, I don't know if I can trust him or not. 'Your friend out there, she made a point of mentioning that little fact to me about six hundered times.'

'Oh, well fine, if it's not out of your way, we just need to get to the Leaky Cauldron.' I pull Hermione past Adam, out the door as he follows, smirking behind us.

I walk Hermione out of the club, where Lavender is already waiting for us, 'Let's go.'

'This way, my cars over there.' Adam leads the way as Lavender walks beside him, smiling and flirting.

'Mione, this is going to be the most crazy summer we've ever had.' I mutter to her as I follow behind the two, walking into the darkness with a total stranger.