A/N: Hey here is a NEW CHAPTER 8! I decided that I did not, in fact like the other version, so in it's place is a very new and improved version. All though it has absolutely nothing to do with what the previous chapter 8 was about. Now, don't you worry I'm planning on using that chapter later on, but now I've got something better planned for you!
Now this is going to be rather odd, because I have decided to go to Harry's point of view in this chapter. Anywho, read and review!
-Penny.
Chapter 8
Harry
While Virginia Weasley, Emily, and Draco were all settling in for a long flight to England, I sat in my office, or rather paced too and fro in my office. I raked my hands through my already untidy black hair, making strands stick up more here and there. I was worried, worried about Ginny, worried about Draco, and worried about the letter that Draco had sent me. It haid said something about a little girl in pictures, and that the little girl was Ginny's child. But that was impossible..wasn't it? How could Ginny have a baby, we had never-.
I shook my head, no, no there had to be a reasonable explination. There had to be, but at the moment there were more important things to worry about. Sighing again, I went back and sat down at my desk. The letter that Ginny had sent to her family was open and staring up at me. I could see her untidy scrawl and couldn't help but smile. I could picture her perfectly, in a rush to get where she was going, always running just a tad bit late.
I shook my head to clear it of my memories and looked up as a tentative knock sounded at the door of my office. I frowned slightly, who would want to see me now? Most everyone had left by now, the only people who remained were those that were working the night shift.
"Come in" I called out gruffly.
I was shocked beyond measure when none other than Hermione Granger stepped into my office. I had rarely seen or heard from her since Ron's death, that had been almost 2 years ago. I stood up and grinned at my best friend. I had missed her company, but I had understood why she had not wanted to be around me all that much. She had loved Ron, and had been engaged to him. I reminded her of him.
I looked her over, and couldn't help but want to frown slightly. She wore black dress pants and white sweater under the black robes she wore, which was always like Mione, never wearing bright colors. What made me frown was the fact that she still wore the engagement ring Ron had given her, still wore it after 2 years. It made me wonder if she had yet to get over Ron. I made myself smile at her, and waved my arm over one of the seats that sat in front of my desk.
"Please, make yourself comfortable. What a suprise! What brings you to my office."
I winked playfully at her, and smiled brighter when she let out a slight laugh. I had not realized until now just how much I had missed being in her company. If only things had turned out differantly. Mentally I scolded myself, there were no 'if onlys' in this world and it was useless to think about them.
Hermione Granger looked Harry over, and couldn't help but smile. Her best friend was just as he had always been. Messy. His black hair was unruly and it looked like his fingers had ran through it repeatedly not too long ago. His clothes looked rather rumpled, as if he had been wearing them for quite some time now. She had truly missed him, but just looking at him now made memories of Ron swamp her. She shook her head, No, she had important things to handle here.
"Well...I heard about Ginny. I saw Bill a few days ago, and he told me that you had found her. Where is she? Is she okay"
The questions spilled from her mouth before she could rein them in. She had missed Ginny. They had become quite close when Ginny and Harry had been engaged.
I sat behind my desk and pondered what I should tell Hermione. Yes, I knew I could trust her, but I was still reluctant to share all of my information with her. I truly did not want to get her hopes up.
"Well, we did find her. She was living in New York. I sent an Agent to retrieve her. From what I understand she is fine, she was happy. My agent sent me a letter today. She is coming home."
"Oh! That is wonderful news. Dumbledore told me that he had offered her a position, when I asked him about her. I hope she accepts the position."
I nodded abesentmindedly. I wasn't sure what all Hermione knew. I had made up my mind not to tell her that Ginny was the Last Key, even if Hermione was a key herself. I did not want anyone else finding out. That could put Ginny's life at risk, and that was an unnecissary thing to do. The fewer people who knew the better.
I watched as Hermione stood, straightening her robes as she did so. Her hair was longer now, reaching down close to the middle of her back, but she had the top layer pulled back. She had long ago stopped trying to straighten it, especially after the war. Such frivolties had been unneeded, or that was what she had claimed.
"Thank you Harry, for telling me. When you see Ginny, give her my regards."
With that said she fled from my office. Fled being the only way to describe the way she turned her back on me without a second glance, or even waiting for my good-bye. I shook my head and sighed slightly. I was becoming suspicious of my own best friends, what was I thinking. I scoffed at myself, I just needed to get some rest. That was all.
But inwardly I couldn't help but remain uneasy, in the back of my mind, I wondered why that was.
A/N: Wow! That chapter took me FOREVER to write. I really hope you enjoyed it, I must say that I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for the reviews I recieved on the previous Chapter 8, unfortunately your going to have to review again!
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-Penny