Disclaimer: Same as last time you sick ppl, ready to sue us. We don't own anything we didn't create . . . God! Sorry for not posting in a while. Working has put me behind a lot. August 19th is my LAST and FINAL day! I am so happy. No more waking up early! But enough of that lets get back to my story. . .

"Whoizthere?" A tired Ron asked when he didn't receive a reply. Hermione was still standing there the sensation must have been a little too much for her.

"Hey Ron." A smiling Harry said.

"Harry?" Ron replied sounding fully awakened. He sat up in his bed and tried to see their faces in the dark.

"Yeah Ron, it's me. As well as Hermione. She hasn't been able to get herself together. She thinks she may be splinched, I guess she is checking to make sure she isn't." Harry informed Ron, the smile still not moving off of his face.

"Splinched? You mean you Apparated?"

"No I didn't Apparate. Hermione did."

"And what you flew here? Was she waiting the whole time or what? I'm not understanding you." Ron said utterly confused.

"No Ron. I Apparated Harry and I both here. With all of our belongings and everything. He told me what to do and I did it." Hermione interjected.

"Oh, wow," Ron said shocked.

"Well, it does feel good to be back in your home Ron. Where is everyone?" Harry asked.

"They are all sleep mate. Do you have any idea what time it is? It's late! I was sleep, Mum and Dad are sleep and I guess Ginny is sleep too." Ron informed him.

With the mention of Ginny Weasley's name Harry felt that familiar lurch in pit of his stomach that had nothing to do with the after effects of Apparating.

"Oh. Well, yeah I guess so." Harry said. His mouth was feeling mighty dry right now and he didn't think a drink of anything would help it. When Harry looked up from his hands, repeatedly trying to tie themselves into knots to keep still, he saw Hermione elbow Ron in the ribs.

"Ow! What was that for Hermione? What did I say this time? I was just letting him know everyone was sleep." Ron complained.

"You know your utterly hopeless Ronald Weasley." Hermione sighed.

"No it's okay Hermione. I am just going to have to get over it. I made the decision myself and I must deal with it." Harry stated.

"Deal with what? What decisions? Why doesn't anyone ever tell me anything?" Ron continued to complain.

"Never mind Ron. Do you have your things together?" Hermione asked him.

"Yeah but," he yawned, "don't you think we all need a good night of sleep and maybe a breakfast before we leave so we can leave you know, healthy?"

"Well, I wouldn't mind sleeping here. And breakfast would be good before we left, no point in depriving ourselves of that. Unless Harry doesn't want to." Hermione pointed out.

"Why not I guess. Goodnight everyone." Harry said as Hermione left the room Harry laid down in the unoccupied bed and turned over. Preparing himself for the future journey.

"Oh yeah and Harry?" Ron said.

"Yeah Ron?"

"Happy birthday."

"Thanks." And with that Harry drifted off into his Sirius and Dumbledore filled dreams. About as peaceful as he could expect.