Disclaimer: sighs this is beginning to be tedious. Harry Potter or any other of its characters donotbelong to me. The only thing that does is my theory of the sort of thing that will/ or should happen in book six.

A.N Right here is a nice big juicy chapter just for you. Hope you enjoy it! R&R

Chapter 7

Ginny looked down, deep in thought. She tucked her hair behind her ear. "So, you can't both stay alive? Either You Know Who has to kill you or you have to kill You Know Who?" Ginny asked looking up at Harry. He sighed and nodded. He felt slightly better after telling Ginny about the prophecy and he was glad that she did not get overly worried or start-going crazy, which Harry knew would be Ron and Hermione's reactions. Ginny smiled thoughtfully.

"So, what did Dumbledore say about it?" She said as if they were having a normal conversation about homework. Harry shrugged. "He didn't really say anything" he began "He just told me what the prophecy said" Ginny looked down.

"You need to tell Neville." She said firmly. Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Why?" He asked, there was no reason for Neville to know about it. Although, it could have meant that Neville was supposed to be Voldemort's equal.

"He obviously has the power to help. Look how much better he's got at DA. He can help you." Ginny said simply. Harry thought she had a point. Neville showed much power and courage back at the department of mysteries. So had Luna Lovegood. Perhaps he could round up a group of people and together kill Lord Voldemort…no, Harry couldn't put the other people in danger. This was something to be done alone and if that meant Harry would die, so be it.

"I need to do this alone," Harry said firmly. Ginny sighed but didn't protest. Instead she looked at the window across the room. The sunlight was beginning to fade and the room grew steadily darker.

"So are you going to wait until we get back to school? Or are you going to leave right away?" Ginny asked. Harry was taken aback by this. He hadn't thought of when he would go and fight Voldemort. He was still trying to come to terms with the fact that he will kill Voldemort.

"I don't know" Harry replied truthfully. For a moment he wondered whether he should get up that moment and get the whole thing over and done with.

"Maybe I should go now?" Harry said aloud, but mainly to himself. Ginny shook her head and gave Harry a hard look.

"You can't, not while it's summer holidays, your not allowed to use your wand remember?" Ginny said, Harry was suddenly very grateful for this comment. To his shame he realised that he didn't want to go out and fight Voldemort. He was scared. But he would never say that to anyone. Not even to good-looking, understanding and persuasive red headed girls.

"So you think I should wait until we get back to Hogwarts?" Harry asked almost hopefully. Ginny smiled.

"Yes" she said simply. Harry could have jumped up and swung Ginny around in his arms. He didn't have to kill Voldemort yet. School didn't start for another month. He could relax.

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The next few days passed blissfully to Harry, as he spent the days laughing and cleaning with the Weasley family. Lupin had not dropped in Order headquarters since Harry stayed at the house and Harry was beginning to wonder when he would see Lupin again, when he got the chance. Lupin, Kingsley Shacklebolt and Tonks entered the house all looking flustered and wet. "Dreadful weather out there I must say" Shacklebolt said dismisively as they placed their sodden cloaks on the hat stand.

Lupin noticed Harry sat down at the kitchen table and stopped smiling. He nodded gravely and turned to the others. Harry stood up and walked over to Lupin, eager to talk, but stopped when Lupin said "Sorry Harry, Order meeting, I can't talk right now." Walked along with Tonks and Shacklebolt to the living room.

"But-" Harry began disappointedly, Lupin turned back to Harry, put a hand on his shoulder and said. "We'll talk at dinner". He gave a small reassuring smile and disappeared through the door. Harry sat down in between Ron and Hermione at the table.

"It must be an important meeting" Hermione said over the top of her thick Arithmancy book. "Nearly everyone from the order is here" she continued. Ron and Harry looked at each other surprised. "I hope no one's been done in," Ron said worriedly.

"Ron, Voldemort is back. There are going to be deaths," Hermione said severely. Ron flinched when Hermione said Voldemort and Ginny tipped the chessboard over when she jumped causing the chess pieces to fly across the room.

"Well that doesn't make me wish that anyone's died." Ron snapped back as he helped Ginny gather all of the chess pieces off the floor. Hermione turned back to her book lips pursed. The room was quiet for a moment when - BANG

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all jumped at the noise. "What the-" Ron began but was interrupted with another BANG. Harry looked around alert and ready to face who ever or whatever the cause of the noise was. Did death eaters manager to get into the house? Was it Voldemort? BANG. Yells of anger and surprise filled the air. There was some sort of fight going in the room above the kitchen, which Harry knew what the drawing room. After a further BANG he instinctly pulled Ginny to him and forced her out of the way as the a large chunk of the ceiling came crashing to the floor. Hermione screamed and Ron pulled her away.

Ginny wriggled and tried to get out of Harry's grip but he refused to let go. "NO!" he roared to Ginny, who quivered and looked terrified. Ron and Hermione looked at Harry horrified. "Harry- " Ron began, but Harry got his wand out and forced Ginny to move behind him. He stood ready to hex the first person to appear. There were death eaters there. He knew it. But they were not going to get hold of Ginny. "Ron, Hermione, STAY BACK!" Harry yelled as another deafaning BANG filled the air and more of the ceiling fell down. Harry raised his wand and moved forward towards the hole. He couldn't see the room above, thick, multicoloured smoke.

"Harry, Stop! It's alright it's-" Ron began as he dashed forward but Harrythrew him back with all his might and he went crashing to the other side of the room upturning a table. Hermione and Ginny screamed. Ron was lying in a crumpled heap unconcious on the floor. At least Ron was out of danger. Harry saw the smoke begin to clear and her raised his wand higher into the air.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Harry froze. Mrs Weasley's scream filled the air from above. Confused, Harry lowered his wand. Mrs Weasley yelling at death eaters? That didn't make sense.

"DESTROYING THE CEILING, RELEASING THOES DREADFUL FIREWORKS IN THIS HOUSE! IF DUMBLEDORE SAW YOU BOTH NOW, YOU WAIT- YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL I TELL YOUR FATHER!"

Harry's blood turned cold and he suddenly felt incredibly foolish. They were not death eaters. It was Fred and George releasing their fireworks. Harry turned back to look and saw Hermione and Ginny crouched over Ron, blood covered his face and he was still unconcious. Harry gasped.

"What have I done?" he said weakly as he let himself fall to his knees. Tears falling from his face. His best friend, Ron, was dead.

A.N Phew, okay take a deep breath everyone, yes yes its all very sad. But fun to write! lol. Please remember to review!