A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I reloaded this one because of formating issues sorry about that.

Chapter 2

"Ginny." He hissed in her ear as they made their way to dinner.

"What Harry"

"Please reconsider"

"I can't Harry, I just can't. Do you know what will happen to me if I do"

"Ginny come off it, you will be fine."

"Harry they will stick me up in that Divination classroom and make me take extra lessons with that nutter Trelawney. They brought her back but I cannot, for the life of me, figure out why. Firenze is the only one who can divinate anything."

"So maybe it will be him that gives you the lessons. Trelawney has given a few valid prophecies you know."

"I'll think on it, okay."

"Okay." He replied squeezing her hand.

She halted. He had never done that before. She thought, for a moment, she might be having a good dream. Ron shook her to attention by calling out to her."You comin' Gin"

He did not notice the puzzled look on her face as she sped up to catch them. She fell in step with Hermione. They just walked on not really talking about anything important. They reached their usual spots at the Gryffindor table and sat down to eat.

"What was Harry talking to you about just now" Hermione asked eyeing her suspiciously.

"Oh nothing special, just asking me how I fared on my Divination test last week" Ginny replied casually. Nice save Ginny thought, as Hermione looked at her satisfied.

Ginny did give Harry's suggestion some thought as she promised. It was the least she could do for him. He seemed so worried. It was a welcome change too usually he didn't really notice she was there unless he was trying to protect her. Wait a minute that is what he is doing now! How could I be so thick? He must think of me like a little sister. He called me Gin as Ron does. Ooooh blast! It was wishful thinking Ginny, how could he like you when he's had a girl like Cho Chang and all the others think he's totally dreamy. Just give it up, it'll never happen, you know it! She thought to herself. He was right about telling Dumbledore, she knew it but she did not know what she would say.

Later that evening they were all gathered around the fire in the common room. Ron was teaching Hermione a card game Bill had taught him that summer and Harry was trying to finish his potions essay while Ginny sat their brooding over her predicament. She did not notice Harry sit down next to her until he spoke.

"Gin, have you thought more about what I said"

"Yeah, I think, I think I will talk to Dumbledore about it."

"'Bout what Gin" Ron piped up.

"Nothing Ron, just never mind."

She got up and went for the portrait. She needed a walk to cool of some steam. She hated keeping this secret but could not bare people thinking she was odd. She had a hard enough time already, being the only girl in the family, having parents who were pure blood and love muggles, being poor. She quietly walked down the stairway.

"Gin, wait up"

She turned and saw no one to match the voice with. Then kept going, thinking she was just hearing things.

"Gin, it's me Harry" the voice hissed.

She turned this time to see his head bobbing up and down, attached to no body. She sniggered at the sight and it made him laugh as well.

"Does look kinda funny doesn't it! It's after curfew, get under."

She answered his suggestion by walking back up the flight of stairs and letting him pull the invisibility cloak around them both. They both found it awkward trying to walk down the stairs and hold up the cloak. Harry offered his arm and she took it, hesitating for a fraction of a second. He held the cloak around them securely with one hand. They were now better able to keep pace with each other.

"What have you decided"

"I'm going to tell him."

"When"

"I don't know, why"

"Just wondering."

"Really"

"Well not really, we could tell him now."

"Now, Harry, you said yourself, it's after curfew"

"I know but Dumbledore told me that if I needed to talk to him about anything, anything at all, I could call on him at his office at any hour. I'm sure he would be okay with me bringing you to see him. What do you say"

"I guess so."

"All right then lets go."

They made their way toward Dumbledore's office careful to avoid Mrs. Norris and Filtch. Finally, they made it. It seemed like the longest walk down any Hogwarts corridor Ginny ever took. She was dreading it on one hand but on the other, she would be so relieved to have it out in the open. She held her breath as the staircase carried them up to the door to Dumbledore's office. Harry knocked then cracked the door. No one was there but he pulled Ginny in after him anyway.

She gazed around at all the portraits of former headmasters snoozing quietly. It was like no other room she had ever seen. The books were all in their places on the shelves and the silver interments sitting on the little tables. Everything seemed to glisten in the moonlight that shone through the windows. Harry slowly pulled the cloak off the both of them and pulled out the chair in front of the grand desk for Ginny to sit in. She did. Moments later Fawkes fluttered in singing his deep melodic song.

"Good evening Mr. Potter, Ms. Weasley. What brings you here at this hour"

They turned suddenly at the sound of Dumbledore's voice. He was standing in the doorway looking at them with a twinkle in his eye. They had not even heard him enter. That was always the way it was with him, people never seemed to notice his presence until he wanted them to.

"Hullo Professor, I brought Ginny to see you. She has something to discuss with you."

"You do my dear" He winked at her and smiled warmly. "What is it"

"I…I…where do I start" She mumbled looking at Harry for support.

"She overheard a conversation about my Legilimancey lessons sir."

"I see."

"I asked Harry to teach me, sir. He only gave me one Occlumency lesson, it just didn't go so well."

"Really" he said looking amused.

"I guess, well I guess when I couldn't keep him out of my mind he saw me having a vision…a vision of the future."

"Curious."

"Yes sir."

"Tell me Ms. Weasley, what was the result, the reaction you both had."

"Um…it drained us both of energy, me mostly, I got sick."

"Typical."

"What do you mean typical"

"Well Harry, it is typical for a Legilimens and a Seer to react that way when one is trying to read the other. I would say Ms. Weasley, Mr. Potter that you are both very strong at your gifts and that is why you reacted as severely as you did. You might say it was a meeting of the minds of sorts. Have you told anyone of this vision"

"No, just Harry and you. I was afraid I would have to take extra lessons with Trelawney. She is the one who gives prophesies so I figured it would be her that taught me. I don't want others to think I'm crazy or anything."

"Why Ms. Weasley, no one will think you are crazy"

"Um professor I hate to be the one to break it to you but most the students think she is a bit of a joke really."

"I am aware of that Ginerva but to tell you the truth I don't think the type of seeing you have done is the same as she has. Could you tell me what the vision was and who you came to have it"

"I was sleeping. I thought it was a dream at first, a nightmare. After I heard it had really happened I knew I had seen the future."

"What was the vision exactly"

"It was the fight in the Ministry of Magic last summer. It was Sirius' death."

"His death"

"Yes I saw him get stunned and fall into the veil than Harry go after him and then I woke up. It happened the night before the fight, the vision I mean."

"Well I think it might be a good idea if you do get some help with this extraordinary gift but I do not believe either of our Divination Professors will be able to help you. As your vision was not self induced it is safe to say that there is no real way to teach you to have them more often. You can, however learn about this branch of divination. You can learn to decipher your visions and tell when they are genuine."

"Who would teach her professor"

"Why I would Mr. Potter. Why don't you meet me here at my office Tuesday evening before dinner. I will have some books for you to look over, you will have to start there. Mr. Potter I would suggest you no longer try to teach Ms Weasley Occlumency or Legilimancey. It is something only a very skilled wizard or witch could teach a seer safely."

"Professor Dumbledore, could you teach me"

"What on earth would you want to learn it for my dear"

"Um three words, Chamber of Secrets."

"How could I forget! Well in that case I believe I could make an exception as long as your parents approve. Now I believe it has grown quite late. I will walk you both back to Gryffindor tower. I believe Mr. Filtch and Professor Snape are patrolling the corridors. I would not want them to suspect you of foul play."

"Thank you professor" They both said in unison.

Ginny was so relieved when she was back in the common room. She had told Dumbledore and it was not nearly as bad as she thought it would be. She was nervous that was the worst of it. She did not have to take Divination lessons Trelawney and she may even get to take lessons like Harry. Life was good, very good. If only Harry liked me then my life would be perfect! She thought to herself.

The days dragged on like molasses in January to Ginny. She felt as if she would never hear from her parents about Occlumency and Legilimancey. Harry checked every day that week to see if she had heard from them. The books Dumbledore gave her were interesting. They were nothing like what she had for Divination class. No one knew she was learning about dream state visions except Harry and she liked it that way. They had something they could talk about that was special.

Finally the letter from her parents came.

Ginny dear,

Professor Dumbledore told us about your vision. Why did you never tell us? Oh well you had your reasons I suppose. He also said he would like to teach you Legilimancey. I must say I was not too happy about this but after your experience in your first year with He Who Must Not Be Named your father and I decided that it would be wise. He has manipulated you before who is to say he will not try again. I would rather you be safe and secure. You will start your training next Tuesday.

With all our love,
Mum and Dad

Ginny squealed at the news which caught the attention of all the students around her at the Gryffindor table. She smiled at them all shyly after her display. They all went back to their breakfast leaving her to her thoughts. Harry caught up to her later that day before Quidditch practice.

"So I suppose that letter was from your mum and dad."

"Yeah, they said yes Harry, they said yes" she answered breathlessly.

"Fantastic Gin" He said wrapping her in a bear hug. "I'll see you on the field."

She stood there stunned. For the second time in the last few weeks Ginny felt as if she was standing in a dream. The hollering of her brother from the pitch ripped her out of her silent reverie. She made her way to the locker room to change and get her broom. They had a good practice and a hearty meal afterward. Later in the common room Harry sat next to Ginny to do his homework. She had noticed he had been more diligent in his studies. He wanted to become an auror and since he had gotten OWL's in all the right classes he decided to let Hermione influence his study habits a bit more.