Chapter 2-The House on the Hill

Neville looked from Ginny to Luna. Harry couldn't be here, not in that old house on the hill. That house belonged to a crazy old man who made no social contact. When he told this to Ginny, she shook her head again.

"Neville, I'm pretty sure that that's Harry up there," she said.

Luna asked, "How can you be so sure?"
"When Harry left, he apparently didn't completely drop off the face of the planet. He was keeping in touch with someone. With Tonks."

"But why Tonks?" asked Neville.

"I don't know. It might be that besides Hermione, she's the only person who uses muggle things. They weren't keeping in touch via owls, we would have recognized Harry's owl. Not many people have white owls, and Tonks doesn't own an owl. They were keeping in contact like muggles do, with a telephone."

"Then how did you find out?" asked Luna.

"I wasn't supposed to. Nobody was. Hermione and I caught Tonks calling Harry once. Hermione knew how to take the number that Tonks had used to call Harry, and trace it to an address. That's how I ended up here. We took Tonk's mobile phone-"

"What's a mobile phone?" Luna asked.

"You know what a phone is, correct?" Ginny questioned.

"Yes, we've seen them, but never actually used them."

"It's like a regular phone, except that you can carry it around with you in your pocket. That's what Tonks used to talk to Harry. We took it from her, and Hermione traced the number. I don't think Tonks knows, yet."

"How will she react when she finds out?" Luna asked. Ginny shrugged. She hadn't really thought about that. All she cared about was that she found Harry.

"I don't know. I just want to see if it's really Harry that there. I need to find him."
"Bobby and Diana can show you where this house is. I wish you the best of luck, Ginny," said Neville.

"I'll go get them," Luna said, and she left.

Ginny finished her butterbeer, and silently waited for her escorts. This was it, what she had been waiting for. Now, after 8 years, she would get to see the love of her life.

Neville, seeming to have read her mind, said, "It'll be alright. Harry's very understanding."

"You've never been the victim of his temper." Neville chuckled.

"No, I can't say that I have, but I know for a fact that you're temper can give even him a run for his money." Ginny smiled.

"I'm just worried how he'll take everything. I don't care if he doesn't come back; I just want him to know everything." Neville looked at Ginny's hands folded on the counter. On her ring finger was a simple diamond ring. The same diamond ring that Harry had given her.

"You're still wearing his ring," he said quietly. Ginny looked at her hand.

"I just couldn't take it off. It was too hard, I felt that if I took it off, I would fall in love with someone else, and Harry would come back. Then, I would have to choose. It was just easier to leave it on," she explained to her friend.

She then heard Bobby and Diana pounding down the stairs. They seemed to be fighting about something.

"Why can't I go too?" Diana asked, clearly whining.

"Because I said no, you can't come!" Bobby shot back.

"But I think I should be able to come too!"

"No!"

"Guys! Both of you are going, and then you are to come straight home. We have to get ready for the group coming in tonight!" Neville said. Ginny noticed that Neville had become more outspoken then when she had last seen him. Diana jumped up in glee, while Bobby looked upset.

"Come on, let's go," Ginny said. "Thanks for letting me borrow your niece and nephew; I promise I'll have them back."

"If you insist," Neville said. Ginny laughed as she left with Diana and Bobby.

"So who are you looking for?" Diana asked as they made their way through the village.

"An old friend of mine. This address was his last-known address, so I'm hoping that he's here. Where is this house?" explained Ginny.

Bobby answered, "On the far side of the village. It's on the top of this hill type thing," he paused. "Hey, if you were in school with my Aunt and Uncle, did you know Harry Potter?" Ginny looked at her feet. Upon seeing her reaction, Diana hit Bobby on the top of the head.

"What?" he demanded. Diana rolled her eyes, and turned back to Ginny.

"Ignore him, we all do. He's so insensitive that he doesn't realize what he's asking. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm used to it. I'm the youngest of 8, all of them boys."

"I feel so sorry for you. It's bad enough just having one. Do they all live around here?"

"Um, no. I live in England and so do most of my brothers. The twins, Fred and George, live above their shop in Diagon Alley. Charlie lives in Romania, and Bill moved back to England to be with his wife, Fleur. Ron also lives with his wife, Hermione, where I live."
"Where do you live?"

"Oh, it's okay for you to ask questions, but not me," Bobby said coldly.

"I'm just asking the right questions." Ginny laughed, they sounded like Ron and Hermione when they were younger.

"It's ok. You guys have heard of the Order of the Phoenix, right?"
"Sure, Aunt Luna and Uncle Neville go to the meetings every once-in-a-while. Why?"

"I live at the Headquarters. My parents were one of the original members. I now live there with my brother Ron, his wife Hermione, their family, and then whoever just happens to be coming through."

"Do you like living there?" asked Diana.

"You like to ask a lot of questions, don't you?" Ginny asked.

"I like to know the person I'm talking to. Plus you knew my aunt and uncle when they were our age, so I figure you have stories about them that they won't tell us." Ginny chuckled.

"I'm not all that sure about stories, and yes I like living there. The only thing I don't like is all the people coming through at all hours of the day. Other then that, yes, I like where I live."

Bobby stopped at a gate at the base of a hill. The gate seemed to a have a lock that wasn't working, but other then that, the house seemed to be in pretty good condition.

"Well," he said. "This is it. The house you're looking for. Good luck with whomever you're looking for. Must be important to get my Aunt out of her office during the day."

"Thanks, you guys. I'll probably see you later," Ginny said. Taking a deep breath, she opened the gate, and made her way up the hill, and hopefully to Harry.

A/N: Thanks to my good friend themelbob1190, who helped me come up with the title. Please review! This won't be an incredible long fan fiction, but I still wanna know what you guys think! Well, I'll talk to you all later!