A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, I fell flattered. On the first chapter I completly forgot that it was Halloween! That would explain why Lily and James were having a special dinner. I might go back to it and change it a until I'm completly satisfied. If you guys find anything wrong in any of the chapters, don't refrain to say so. Thank you. On with the story.

Chapter 2

Unexpected Visitors

It was in the middle of the summer but if you didn't know better, you could never tell. An unseasonal mist that is covering almost all of southern England is now so thick that sun rays were a rare and precious sight. And more unusual was the fact that this mist lasting now for almost a year, getting worse from the day to day. Before, the mist was only noticable during the night, but now they made day almost night. On the television, all the weather experts were claiming that a cold front coming from the north was causing the weird weathor, although they could not explain why was this happening during the end of June. Harry snorted with laughter.

"Bloody hell, boy!" said Mr. Dursley, turning around from the couch and finding Harry looking at the TV from the living room door "What's up with you and watching the news?"

"Well you see," said Harry without taking his eyes from the TV "when I'm deprived from watching the telly like I have been all these years, I find even a dancing wiener entertaining to watch." That retort, and the fact that Harry remained impassive to his protests, made Mr. Dursley turn a deep shade of purple. However he gave up on trying to control the boy... everytime he tried, one of his "weird" friends would come and blast a stove, give Dudley a pig's tail or, worst of all, criticizing his parenting skills. Why was he still coming back? He was now grown up enough to just go away, he wouldn't be stopped...

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you right now... just go away" said Mr. Dursley turning back to the TV.

"No problem." Harry simply said, also not in the mood to provoke a fight anyways. Those news bothered him... even though it amused him how the muggles were so far off from the truth. The fact that the mist was so noticable on broad daylight, could mean only that an entire army of Dementors was assembling, and getting ready to join Voldemort. An entire army of Dementors... Harry shuddered at the idea. Not even the whole wizarding world could produce a Patronus big enough... He sat on his bed rubbing his eye lids. He was getting ready to start his quest to find the remaining Horcruxes, which had almost no idea how to find them. If Dumbledore was still alive, it would be so much easier. Harry sighed... and looked out the window. It would be nice to be able to see the sun right now... BAM! Harry got up alarmed, wand drawn. Something slammed against the window but, even though he saw for a second a feathered figure, he wasn't sure what could've been. Harry carefully opened the window, and faced Hedwig flying clumbsly, like it was dizzy. She saw Harry, and flew into the window, lying down on his bed as soon as she got in. Harry closed the window again, and saw a three letters and a Daily Prophet next to Hedwig.

"Was it the mist?" Harry asked, as he took the letters. Hedwig squealed softly as a reply, which sounded like a "yes".

The first letter was from Hermione.

Dear Harry,

It seems, according to The Daily Prophet, that Hogwarts will indeed close while the Voldemort threat lasts. I was devastated to know this, and so was Ron according to his letter. If you don't mind me saying, but I haven't got over Dumbledore's death... It simply can't be true. But I'm gonna stop here, or else I'll start crying again. My parents are thinking of taking me to a shrink, since I seem to be depressed all the time. I keep the truth to a minimum, or probably they wouldn't let me near the magic world again... But the reason I'm writing you is different entirely. Me and Ron are gonna pay you a visit there at the Dursley's, so you won't feel alone until Bill's marriage. Let's make the best out of this summer while it lasts. We'll be there tomorrow, I thought your Uncle and Aunt should know... just in case. Can't wait to see you again.

Love,

Hermione

Harry felt a wave of excitement going thorugh him. It's the first time that his friends are actually coming to his house... well sort of his house... However he remembered that Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia will not take the news that well. He looked at the letters again and saw one that appeared to be from Ron.

Harry,

You probably know this already, but we're going to your house tomorrow. Hope your uncle and aunt don't mind about that, although they probably will. And I was thinking that maybe we could stay over for the night. I know it's not polite, but your uncle and aunt don't owe much to politeness so... the hell with it. You need the cheering anyways. I'll be bringing a couple of my tents, the ones we we used at the Quidditch World Cup. See you tomorrow then.

Cheers,

Ron

P.S.: Me and Hermione have a surprise for you.

Surprise? Harry thought. His birthday was still almost four weeks away, what kind of surpri... His stomach took a back flip. The last letter was from Ginny. He picked it up and hesitated for a moment. Perhaps she was coming too, but probably wouldn't want to. Harry knew she understood why he broke up with her, but he had that nagging feeling that she might be resented or at least extremly depressed. At least he was...

He opened.

Hey Harry,

How's your summer going? Mine's going fine, but the news that Hogwarts is going to really close... What am I gonna do on the next year? Mum is already making plans of, as she says, "all the fun stuff we're gonna do". I don't really wanna... I'm looking forward to Bill and Phlegm's wedding, but not because of the union itself. I miss you so much, and I want to see your face again. Oh and Ron has spent the last days blubbering non-stop about Hermione. Remind you of someone? Since you can't see, at this very moment I'm blushing. And so, Ron said that both of them want to surprise you with an announcement that I'm going to spoil right now: Ron and Hermione are finally dating.

I'll be waiting on the 23rd, which is the wedding date. You must be getting an invitation pretty soon but with this mist, you never know. Anyways, you're invited.

Love you loads,

Ginny

Love you loads... Harry thought. Still "loves you loads". No need to worry then. He sat on the bed, feeling his heart tightening. There isn't a day that doesn't go by that he didn't regret breaking up with Ginny, but it wasn't really his choice. At least he felt he wasn't anyways. Still, he would dream everynight, that him and her were together in a safe haven where everthing is perfect, and all evil seemed to have vanished. He would wake up every morining with the feeling that he could produce the biggest Patronus of th whole world. But as soon as reality settled in, the heartache comes back.

He heard the door knocking and groaned. It was probably one of Dudley's friends, now that they hanged around at his house lately playing the latest videogames (Whose Dudley always gets on the day of release due to violent tantrums) and cursing loudly. In fact it's safe to say that ninety nine point nine percent of those kids' vocabulary was consisted of cursing. It was annoying, but worse was when they would insult Harry and he would have to contain himself. Even though he is allowed to do magic outside of school now, the Minister had realeased strict laws against using any sort of offensive magic on another human being, especially muggles. And after the Sectumsempra attack not too long ago, Harry has tried to contain himself. Oh, but sometimes he feels so tempted...

"You're not allowed to see him!" he heard his uncle shout. Harry got up almost instantly. Hold on, he thought... He picked up the Daily Prophet and looked at the date.

"This newspaper is a day late!" he said to no one. He darted downstairs to find his uncle arguing with a bushy-haired girl and a tall red-haired boy.

"Now if you don't leave immediatly, I swear to God I'll call the Police!" Mr. Dursley said, shaking a chubby finger at Ron and Hermione.

"That is no way to treat our guests..." Harry said. Mr. Dursley looked behind him and saw Harry standing there.

"Who told you that you were allowed to invite your kind over?" asked Mr. Dursley in an angry and low voice. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione who waved at him, but looking extremly bad humored.

"First..." Harry said in a menacing voice "I didn't invite them, they decided to come for themselves and pay me a visit... fact that I appreciate greatly. Second, you let Dudley's little friends come over all the time even uninvinted, and believe me that my "kind" is a lot more well behaved than those gits" he paused for a second to catch some breath "and third, you forget that now I'm allowed to do magic outside the school." Mr. Dursley lifted his finger again and was about to say something, but he just shook his head and turned his back to Harry. "And by the way, they're staying over for the night."

Mr. Dursley turned again at Harry "You're crossing the line way too much, boy." Harry didn't loose time on withdrawing his wand and pointing it at his uncle.

"Did you notice that there's three of us?" said Harry, closing in on Mr. Dursley with his wand held up.

"Actually we're four, Harry" Hermione corrected.

"See, we're four" Harry thought for a second and turned to Hermione, confused. "Four?" Ron and Hermione stepped aside and revealed Ginny, who had bloody murder written on her face... a feeling directed at Mr. Dursely, Harry was sure.

Mr. Dursley threw his arms in the air and groaned in frustration, and just went away. Harry followed him with his eyes for a second, then turned to his friends and welcomed them in.

"That was kinda cruel, Harry" Hermione said. "I know your Uncle is bad, but that was terrible"

"He deserved it" said Ginny still angry.

"You came too" Harry said, feeling a goofy grin forming on his face, but not being able to contain it.

"Yeah, when she realized where I was going, she insisted to come."Ron said.

"I threatned him with a bat bogey hex" Ginny promptly said.

"Insisted really hard..." Ron added. All of them laughed, and Harry led them to his room. They encountered Dudley on their way, on a rare pause from his videogames. He saw Ron and froze, although his eyes kept jumping from Ginny to Hermione with obvious fascination. Ginny and Hermione however were far from fascinated. They were looking at him with a mixture of pity and disgust.

"Hi Dudley" Harry said cheerfully. "I think you remember Ron"

Ron took the moment for the perfect cue "Care for some candy?". At this proposal, Dudley fled in terror back to his room, with a squeal that resembled a pig. Harry and Ron waited until Dudely closed the door, and threw themselves laughing on the floor. Ginny was laughing too, but Hermione only said "How can anyone be that fat?"

After some good ten minutes trying to catch his breath, Harry led them to his room. As they were entering, Hermione looked at the letters still on the bed.

"Nice room... Changed a bit since last time" Ron said.

"When did you get the letters?" Hermione asked.

"Today, The paper was a day late too. That's why I wasn't able to warn my uncle earlier. My guess was the mist. Owls have great vision, but they can only see so much."

"If the Dementors are breeding this much..." Ron started, but he was interrupted by Harry.

"I thought about that already... but right now we should be making use of our time." Harry said. He saw that none of the others liked his talk, because he seemed like he was gonna die. Wasn't he though? There was a pause, that was broken by Hermione.

"Ron, should we tell him the news?"

"Oh yeah..." Ron cleared his thorat "Harry, me and Herm..."

"I already know you're together. Ginny told me."

Both Ron and Hermione looked stunned at Ginny.

"Ginny," Ron protested "it was supposed to be a surprise!"

"It was?" she replied, sarcasticly. "Well, it was no surpise for me" Ron and Hermione both blushed at this statement.

Harry laughed. "Ginny is right... no surprise there. It's about bloody time really. But when did you guys started?"

"It was on the train back home. While we were doing our last prefect tasks, we had a serious talk with each other." Hermione said. "We realized what idiots we've been to each other all year, and apologized..."

"And then we kissed" Ron said dreamly. Harry could've swore he never seen Ron wore such a goofy grin as he was on that moment.

"Sounds pretty romantic to me" Harry said, smiling and honestly happy for his friends.

"It was" Hermione simply said.

Some hours later, Mr. Durlsey came upstairs and announced that he was taking both Dudley and Mrs. Dursley to dine out and a movie, probably to get away from Harry a bit. Harry found this a perfect opportunity to introduce Ron to videogames. They got into Dudley's room, sat on the floor and Harry gave Ron a game controller of the Playstation. Ron looked confused at the object.

"So many buttons..." Ron said, still mesmerized. Hermione and Ginny were sitting on Dudley's bed behind them, with Ginny inquisiting Hermione about the TV and the Playstation.

"So you are saying that that box can show moving pictures, without magic?" Ginny asked, fascinated.

"That's right. And the other thing is a game system. You can play games where you are the hero and save the world..." Hermione continued.

When Harry turned the TV and the Playstation on, Ron jumped back at the picture that suddenly appeared on the screen.

"Bloody hell..." he said, startled.

"Don't worry, it's just a screen" Harry said, trying his best no to crack up laughing. Although it took a while, Ron learned to play with the controller and easily dominated on pretty much all the games., especially the strategy and sports ones. Ginny also tried, and was victorious on all fighting and combat games.

For dinner, they ordered a pizza from a nearby restaurant. When it was delivered, Ron frowned at the flat shape of the box.

"There's food in there?" Ron said, not entirely sold.

"It smells good though" Ginny said, sniffing the air.

As soon Harry opened the box at the kitchen, Ron's opinion changed almost immedeatly. He would literally shove each slice of that bacon and mushroom pizza into his mouth, being done with them in two bites.

"Ron, don't eat like that! You might choke yourself" Hermione warned, picking a falling mushroom from Ron's chin. Meanwhile, Ginny was pouring some Coke into her glass and the fizz made the drink spill out of the cup.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting it to do that..." Ginny said embarassed.

"That's alright, happens to everyone who drinks that" Harry said while reaching for a rag right behind them, which was being reached by Ginny as well. Their hands met but none of them pulled back. They were looking at each other fierly. Harry just had the idea of just shoving the pizza box off the kitchen counter, setting her up on it and just kiss her senseless... but he was reminded of Ron and Hermione.

"Ahem..." Hermione broke the trance between the two. Both Harry and Ginny shook their heads and walked away from each other, feeling extremly awkward.

Ron was looking curioulsy at the scene, halfway into stuffing a slice. Ginny went back to her cup and shyly drank a little of the Coke for the firs time.

"Not bad... sweet and it tickles the tongue" Ginny said, licking her lips.

"Lemme try shome ofe dat!" Ron said with his mouth full, pointing at the bottle of Coke. Hermione rolled her eyes, but got a cup and poured some to give to Ron.

"Thanks Hermione" He tried it too "This is like liquid candy! It's great!" Hermione smiled widely at Ron while he drank the rest and asked for some more.

After dinner, they sat on the living room watching some movie on the TV (Ron and Hermione seemed to be really into it and were talking excitedly about it for almost the whole running time).

When His uncle and aunt came back, Harry took that as a hint to send everyone to bed. One of the best days of his life, and probably one of the last peaceful days in a long time. It's like Ron put it before he entered the tent where he slept: "I love pizza."