Harry pushed on the door in front of him. After a second he gave up when he thought he heard something on the other side of the door laugh as if it knew that he had given up. So he turned around and preformed a silent jinx. He heard something on the other side fall over, stricken by a jinx making him immobile. He walked back up to the door and pushed again and the door was instantly open. Looking down at the floor, expecting to see a body, he was surprised to find nothing. Then his senses told him to jump out the spot he was standing in. He did it and saw a curse fly past him. He turned around and saw a death eater standing with his wand pointed at him. Harry jumped to the side again, dodging another curse and pulled out his own wand. As he went to perform a curse, the death eater shot his wand out of his hand. Harry dived to the side then stood up and ran at the death eater, dodging curses here and there. Then he stood up and socked the death eater in the face. He heard a cracking noise and saw blood splatter everywhere. The death eater's nose was broken and he was distracted for a moment. In that time Harry managed to grab out his pocket knife, repaired since it had melted and stabbed the death eater in the neck. He heard a gasp of pain and watched as the death eater fell to the floor, bleeding everywhere.

He walked over to where his wand had landed and bent over and picked it up. He turned around and saw that the death eater had disappeared somehow. Not bothering himself with how it had happened, he looked at the room for the first time. He recognized it instantly. He was back in the department of mysteries in the first room they go into. He looked around and noticed that the door he had come in was shut and he didn't know where it was as the room had rearranged while he was fighting.

Standing in the middle of the room, Harry tried to remember what he had done with all of the people who had come with him. He remembered that Hermione had preformed some sort of charm on each door they tried so that he could tell where they had been. So he stated trying doors, most of the time finding the wrong room and marking them with the red mark. He finally found the door he had come in from.

As he stepped out of the revolving room he sensed that something was wrong. He turned just in time to see a group of men running at him with wands raised. Then he noticed that they were death eaters. Fumbling for his wand, they were getting closer. He finally got a hold of it just in time to dodge a curse from one of them. He dove forward, knocking one of them over and at the same time yelling Sectumsempra at another one. There was a slicing noise and blood splattered everywhere as a slash mark appeared on a death eater. He died almost instantly, bleeding to death. Having no time to stand around, Harry jumped up and started dodging and yelling curses at the death eaters.

As Harry was fighting, he didn't notice people running down the hall at him and yelling his name. They all raised their wands and started yelling curses at the death eaters. When Harry looked up, he recognized Ron Weasley. Then Harry saw it out of the corner of his eye; a death eater aiming a curse at Ron. Harry started to yell at Ron and aim a curse at the death eater, but he was too late. The death eater fired the killing curse and Ron collapsed into a heap on the ground. In a fit of rage and sadness, Harry aimed the worse curse he could think of at the death eater and screamed the curse, almost increasing its power. It was like a missile hit the death eater. He seemed too exploded from the inside, splattering Harry in blood. But Harry didn't care, he ran over to Ron, hoping that maybe the curse hadn't worked, but to Harry's immense sadness, he felt no pulse when he put his finger on Ron's wrist.

He looked up and began to cry when saw one death eater left and was running at Harry. Before Harry could do anything, the death eater shot a killing curse at him. Harry saw the curse in mid-air and saw it coming. Then things seemed to speed up and it flew at him and then it hit him in the chest—

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Harry screamed, clutching his chest as he sat up in bed.

"What is it?" Ginny yelled sitting up too.

"I was just a dream," Harry said, settling down. "I was back in the Department of Mysteries and I was fighting death eaters and—"

"What?" Ginny asked.

"—one of the bastards killed your brother," Harry finished with distaste.

"Oh…" Ginny said, sounding worried for a moment but then it vanished when she spoke again. "Well, it was only a dream. No need to worry about it."

Looking reassured, Harry smiled at her and kissed her on the cheek. "Well, we might as well get up since it's light out."

Ginny smiled and stood up, stretching slightly and then walking into the restroom to get ready for the day.

As Harry stood up he heard the shower start. He got up and walked over the dresser, got out some clothes and changed. Then he walked into the kitchen, his stomach crying out for food. Usually Ginny cooked, seeing as he had never been that good at any of those charms and she had grown up getting training from Mrs. Weasley.

He looked down at the stove and turned it on. He flicked his wand and few pots flew off a shelf and then crashed to the ground making a lot of noise. He tried again and finally got the pots to fly up to the stove, thinking that it would have been easier to just grab the pots. In the back ground he heard the shower shut off and the door slide open. He flicked his wand again and made a cupboard open up and few spices fall to the floor, splattering powdered spice fly everywhere. Just then Ginny, dripping wet and wearing a towel, walked in.

"What are you doing, Harry?" she asked, looking around at the mess of spices. "Wait—are you trying to cook breakfast?"

"Well, trying is the word for it I believe—then yes."

"That's so sweet she said smiling and ran over to him and hugging him. In the process, he got completely soaked, mainly because her long, red hair was swinging wildly as she ran."

"Thanks, but next time I'll put on a pair of swimming trunks," he said laughing happily.

"Har dey har har," she said, laughing with him.

After he managed to pry her off, she went back and changed into some clothes for the day. He went back to his attempt at making breakfast but luckily escaped on a count that he could burn their house down. Ginny finished up breakfast and served it up. Harry managed to eat the eggs that she made, but had trouble on the bacon that he had made. He trouble because the bacon was dancing on the plate, literally.

"Well-" Harry began, "-That was interesting to say the least."

"Yeah, the bacon was even funny!" Ginny said, looking at the last piece of dancing bacon on her plate.

"I think I'm gonna head on down to the ministry and check how Ron's doing." Harry began, but noticed Ginny's look and continued, "You know, just see how he's doing." He didn't think he had convinced her but she let him out of the house anyway.

As Harry stepped out, he took in a breath of fresh air and looked around taking in the beautiful day. Then with a slight pop, dissapeared.

He reapeared outside an old, beaten up phone booth and walked up and entered it. He pulled out a golden card and stuck in a slot. A raspy voice told him to have a nice day and the floor began to go down. The card he had put in was a special access card to get into any part of the ministry, due to his services to the Ministry.

As he stepped out of the lift he knew something was wrong instantly. He looked around and saw instantly the problem. Near a hall leading down to what looked like the Department of Mysteries, there were a few wizards standing gaurd and what looked to be investigation wizards. He began to walk towards the area and showed the wizard gaurding the card, even though he didn't need to, everyone knew who Harry Potter was and his status at the Ministry.

He began to walk down the hall when he saw it. His heart practically stopped; there was blood everywhere and in the middle of mess were two bodies. One body belonging to what looked like a death eater and the other belonging to Ronaly Weasley.