Authors Note-most thing will not be explained for I am expecting people who read this fanfic to have read all six books. You will have to know the events such as the fight in the ministry of magic. Also I will not bother with details on people unless new or I think it is appropriate.

Sorry if that sounds mean, just a lil lazy I am. You can pretty much tell since my chapters are soooo short but if I added more then I can I might ruin something and and...O forget it. Oh well. Read and review!

Disclaimer- Eva Saracrost and some other people are mine. The rest are J.K. Rowlings(genius).

Harry sat on the foot steps, waiting impatiently for the Order to be done with whatever they were doing.A whole lotof them, Dedalus Diggle, Elphias Doge, Hestia Jones, Remus J. Lupin, Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt,Mr Weasley, Bill Weasley and Charlie Weasley,had arrived on brooms in the middle of the night. He would not talk to anyone. How could they be so... he could not think what they were but they were something. Weird. Strange. No, that wasn't it. They overreacted. They pushed Harry out of the house and then froze his uncle, his and and his cousin, which actually Dudley can stay frozen for how long they want. It was just something Harry never expected to happen. it wasn't supposed to. He looked to his right and where Ron was sitting..

"Ron, what do you think is going on?" Harry asked, putting an expression that was mixed with bored, sad and confused. Bored, since he was just plain bored with all the action, the mystery. Sad, since he felt like he had brought peoplehere for nothing. Confused since what could be taking them so long? Petunia was probably just worried since she knew Dumbledore was gone.

"Tests. You know you gave us quiet a scare, you bloke," Ron said in a joking voice. "We thought you-know-who had been here with Death Eaters and dementors."

"I don't know, I really don't want to tell them..." Harry said slowly.

"What, tell them what Harry?" Ron asked, raising an eyebrow. It was very windy for summer and Ron's orange hair, having been grown out, was everywhere. In Harry's opinion, it couldn't of been worse on him.

"Its nothing, really," Harry said, looking at the ground.

"I'm your best mate!"

"Ron, its really nothing."

"C'mon Harry!I let you go out with my sister!"

"Alright, alright!" Harry explained to Ron what he had overheard from his uncle and aunt.

"So?" Ron asked after Harry was finished explaining. Obviously he didn't get it. Right now Harry wished Hermione, who was back at the Burrow, was here, She would get it. Maybe.

"My aunt is scared of magic like Dumbledore," Harry started explained. "She started saying 'was a good man'. And she thinks Voldemort-god Ron, grow up, it's only a name!"

Ron started twitching to his right side. Harry rolled his eyes and continued. "He's after her! And, how would she know and...and...and.."

"Don't worry, when you come to our house you'll get some rest," Ron said slapping his friends back.

"Ron, I don't need rest!"

"I think you do. You don't sound like yourself," Tonks, another member of theOrder,said as she got out. Tonks, her real name Nymphadora, was part of the Order of Pheonix, a auror and a metamorphmagus or in other words she can change her appearences. Usually she only changes her hair, which was now purple and shoulder-length.

"You don't either," mumbled Harry. Last time he had seen her she had been all depressed. The auro rhad usually been high spirited and always laughing, which sometimes got very annoying. After Sirius had been killed she had been all down in the dumps. Some thought she thought it was her fault, some thought.

"Well, before Lupin didn't agree to going out with me," Tonks blushed as she told this to them. "You know Dumbledore was right. Love is a great power."

With that she walked back inside. Harry sighed, thinking of Ginny. How could she get over him so fast? Maybe Ron was right. maybe she was a-

"Ok, lets go now, everythings done here," Lupin called from inside the Dursley house. All of the Order of the Pheonix involved in this came trudging out, Tonks and Lupin holding hands. They each carried an uncormfortabel looking expression.

"Oh, I hope they are ok," Mrs.Weasley said to her youngest and only daughter, Ginny who was sitting at the kitchen table as she used her wand to wash the five piles of dirty dishes. "What do you think was wrong?"

"I don't care!" Ginny cried, trying very hard to hold back tears.

"Ginevra Weasley!" Mrs. Weasley suddenly turned around, a bunch of dishes crashing into the sink, and faced her daughter. "What has gotten into you? Lastely its been all sit and mope around, even when your around Hermione or Herwen!"

"Hermione is Ron's girlfriend, she hardly spends time with me," Ginny said, wiping away two tears.

"Is that it?" she came and sat next to Ginny.

"No!" a few more tears were able to get through.

"Well, what about Herwen, you seem to be very interested in him," Mrs. Weasley asked, trying to look her daughter in the eye.

"I only pretend," Ginny admitted. Herwen was Eva's, Freds girlfriend, younger brother who was very handsome and around her age. He had chestnut eyes with a bit of silver in one and gold in the other, spiked brownish blackish hair, was tan and had a strong figure. "I'm not actually interested in him."

"Why would you do that?" Mrs. Weasley never knew her daughter to be like this. She was aways the calm little girl-but wait. Thats how they all started. Calm, nice. Always smiling, so innocent. It was the same with Charlie, with Bil, with percey, with Fred, with Goerge, with Ron, and now her last, Ginny.

"Mom, I would rather not takl aboutt hat with you," Ginny said, but she desperatly needed someone to talk to. This big pain was seal up in a little box, trying hard to get out and she didn't know how long she could contain it. "Harrydumpedmebecuasehethoughtitwouldbetoodangerousbuticanhandlemyself. Itsnotfair,IlikehimalotandhelikesmealotIdon'tseetheproblem.Maybehejustdumpedmebecausehegotsickofme!"

Mrs. Weasley started stroking her back softly. "Hunny your going to have to slow down. I can't understand a word you say!"

"Harry Potter can fucking die and rot in hell!" Ginny said, then dipped her hea diner her hands and cryed. Mrs. Weasley stared at her youngest child in awe. Then suddenly the door bell rang.

"First I'm going to answer that door bell, then we are going to have a long discussion about you and harry, young lady," Mrs. Weasley said and stood up. She straightened her dirty rag for an apron and walked to the door. Ginny continued cryed until she heard a scream. Running to the door she found nothing. Nothing at all. No mom, no person, no door.

"Mom! MOM!" Ginny screamed, then suddenly fainted as she touched the side of the open door hinges.