It was Errol, he had hit the window in attempt to hand Harry a letter. Harry moved towards the window and opened the window and pulled the crazy owl inside. Harry had to try and pull the message from the owl at least five times because the bird wouldn't stop pecking him. Harry took the message in one hand and gave Errol a biscuit with the other. He opened the letter and read it:

Dear Harry,

I heard of the dementors, I can't blame you for defending yourself, the minister is furious and he is letting you off, just for now, use another owl. The Ministry has also brought Nessa to St. Mungo's to modify her memory as well as that cheerful group of muggles. We have some more news for you at the Burrow. Ron and Ginny are flying over right now with Charlie and Bill tailing them, don't go anywhere.

From,

Arthur Weasley

Harry felt better that the Weasley's were coming over to bring him back to the Burrow, at least not Number Twelve Grimwauld Place, he couldn't bear to go back after Sirius had died about two years ago. He felt a leap when he read Ginny, it made him sad to think that he couldn't go to Hogwarts any more or see her because he had to go after those horocruxes. His minds crossed to Snape, that dark wizard, how could he have been stupid not to have got rid of that wizard years ago when he had gotten the chance which was rare. Was Hogwarts going to ever open again? He remember what he had said to Ron and Hermione, "Even if it does open, I won't come back." His own voice echoed through his mind. Harry crumpled up the message and threw it in the Garbage. He stood up and moved towards Errol who sat on the window sill, 'Go back now.' he pushed the bird off the sill and it fell two feet and flew up high towards the Burrow. Harry quickly ran to Hedwig as he slid a parchment and quill from the desk. He began to scribble on to the paper.

Okay. See you all and thanks. Tell Ron, Ginny and Bill and Charlie not to come. I can do it myself. It's a complicated matter. Have you heard anything important yet? About Snuffles's house and stuff, Ron will tell you who Snuffles is. I will come over during night time.

Harry

Harry rolled it up fast and gave the message to Hedwig, 'Hurry to the Burrow and fast!' he said taking her out the cage and letting her disappear into the sky.

It was too late though; he could already see four redheads on broomsticks moving towards his window, there was Ginny who looked taller than usual and Ron who looked like a long stick. Harry thought Ron would never get on a broom not when Ginny was around, he remembered Ron's face when he had tricked him about the Felix Felicis, and he tried not to laugh. Harry went away from the windows and began packing his things already. He threw his robes into his cases, stuffed his cauldron and old school books. He slammed it shut then raced to the window.

Bill was first on his broom and had came flying towards the window, 'Hand me your stuff, Charlie and I will take them.' Harry threw Bill, his case and Charlie, Hedwig's cage.

'Woof, Harry!' Ron yelled to Harry, 'you're a mess!'

Harry didn't notice that his clothing was muddy, wet and hanging terribly against himself; he climbed on to his broom until he remembered something, 'Wait there…'

The Weasley's nodded as Harry moved and wrote quickly on to a parchment.

Good riddance, Dursleys. I am leaving you forever! No more terrible food and crud from you! No more will I have to live of Dudley's scraps.

P.s. Give Dudley How to have loss of Weight books, he really needs it!

Harry, the boy who you have hated for more than he could even remember!

Harry stuck it the wall and ran on his Firebolt that Sirius had given him and flew out the window. The ride wasn't fun because the rain stopped and the sun started to beat on to their backs for a few hours until luckily the day darkened into the afternoon. Harry could see the Burrow about a few miles away. He flew in between Ginny and Ron, which both of them would not stop asking him about his summer, Harry told them he would speak only within their household. The only thing he had said that had nothing to do with his terrible summer was, 'How's Hermione?' Ron and Ginny both told him that she was waiting for them and that Fleur kept telling Hermione to bring her straight, Ron went on about how ugly it would look for Hermione and that she would seem terribly different. Ginny whistled and Ron hit her gently on the shoulder, Ginny gazed happily at Harry. Harry did not smile back or show any sign of happiness.

Finally they reached the Burrow which was a few feet below, they landed in the garden as a few gnomes scattered to make way for them.

Mrs. Weasley came outside running and clutching Harry's letter, 'Oh, Harry, dear. I thought they had come back without you and that you were going to fly with that entire luggage and alone with v-v-Voldemort still out on your tail…' She cried unhappily to Harry as she went over to hug him, she was barely his height anymore; he was taller than her by a few centimeters. Ginny was taller than Mrs. Weasley but still shorter than Harry.

Mr. Weasley came out with Hedwig on his shoulder, he looked exhausted, 'Molly, I told you that-'

Mrs. Weasley turned around angrily like a tiger and made a face at him, 'Arthur…'

Mr. Weasley looked away and walked towards Bill and Charlie who were smirking. Harry didn't notice this but Bill didn't change much, he had paler skin and scruffier hair which looked short now was the only thing different other than his ripped rock concert clothing. Bill looked at Harry, Harry looked away quickly to see that Ginny was watching him hopefully.

'Harry!' he heard familiar voice cry out to him from the Weasley door which leads outside. Hermione stood there with Crookshanks in her arms, Fleur stood behind Hermione and then there was another girl who was really pretty, she made Harry do flip in his stomach, it must have been a relative of Fleur's.

'Hello Dhere.' She said, she was definitely a relative of Fleur's and was about as old as Ginny, he had never noticed this girl before. She was skinny and tall as Ginny. She had a pretty smile. Her hair was golden, it was less silver than Fleur's hair but she looked a lot like Fleur except for the silver eyes, they were huge and light blue. Hermione came running to Harry and hugged him while Ron was muttering angrily to himself. Hermione let go and smiled and walked to join Mr. Weasley, Bill and Charlie who were talking together. Ron's eyes followed Hermione and walked over towards the group which was chatting. Fleur came striding over to Harry and hugged him lightly. She, too, went to go join the group. Mrs. Weasley was watching Harry as he looked over at Belle and felt himself blush slightly, Mrs. Weasley smiled and Ginny smiled, too, and whispered to Harry,

'That's Fleur's sister. Not Gabriel but Belle, she's my year…. Ravenclaw with Luna, they both get along but Luna says Belle has fun style. It means a good thing, Harry.' She moved away towards the group which was now talking about the Ministry. Mrs. Weasley began to make her way into the house past Belle. Belle began to walk over towards Harry, Harry felt bad about Ginny, she didn't care and why was that? He wondered for a while about that fact, he watched Belle walk over.

'Hey. I em Belle Delacour.' Belle said smiling. She was a little better at speaking English. Harry nodded,

'And I am Harry, Harry… erm… Potter.' Harry said, this was just as he had suspected, Belle looked up at his forehead and searched for his scar,

'You ah? Vhere is de scar?' She asked him, on the tip of her toes; she moved his hair out of the way to have a look at the lightning bolt. Harry felt his head go dizzy as if he was going around in circles. 'Oh, dhere…. Very pretty.' She said backing down and moving his hair back in place.

Harry felt like yelling at her not to do that again, 'Yeah, that's the first time someone ever-'

It was annoying that she had interrupted him; he thought she was a shy person.

'Ken you teach me better eenglish? My sister kennot.' She asked hopefully as she wanted him to, more than anything.

'Er… I'll… all right… but not now, I need to… rest.' Harry lied and walked towards Ron and Hermione who were watching him from where the group stood, 'I am going to have a rest,' he winked at them, 'can you show me my room, Ron?'

'What… you don't…' Hermione nudged Ron, 'I mean, sure… sure, I will.' He said winking back at Harry. Hermione slapped her forehead and marched off to Ginny and whispered something, Ginny giggled.

Ron made his way, picking up Harry's luggage and pulled it inside as Harry took Hedwig's cage.

They were heading through the kitchen when Harry found Fred and George in the living room, they waved at him. He dropped his bird cage there and walked towards them,

'Fred, George, do you know about Ginny's weird behavior, I mean, she still likes me right?'

Fred and George looked at each other and laughed heartily, Fred spoke first, 'Like you? She stopped after Dumbledore's funeral. She said "I cannot force him, he may like me but I've got to move on, it took me five years to have him like me, I can't force him."'

'You see, my friend, she likes someone else.' George said smartly.

'And that someone is a Gryffindor.' Fred said.

'And around your year, too.' George smiled; they both looked at each other. They looked very healthy.

'Either Sixth or Seventh.' Fred added to what George had added. They were probably doing well in their businesses.

Harry wanted to change topic before Mrs. Weasley entered the room, 'How's the Wizards Wheezes going?'

'We're doing well with our costumers.'

'We've still got some more stuff up our sleeves.'

'More and More,'

'Pop in by the minute.'

'Come on, George, we've got more to attend to.'

'Good to see you, Harry.'

Harry watched them apparate upstairs, he could hear the thud.

He and Ron continued their journey upstairs, he had to stay with Ron in the attic while Bill and Charlie took Ron's room and Hermione stayed with Ginny in Ginny's room and Fleur and her two other sisters in Percy's. It was dark outside now and everyone began to head in. Ron and Harry dumped the luggage on to Harry's cot as they both sat down on the floor.

Harry was thinking about Ginny and Belle, both were pretty and both were in their sixth year, Ginny did not like Harry anymore and Belle seemed to be very friendly but was an associate of Luna's which meant he had to be pulled into weird things. She seemed to be much esteemed to have touched Harry in the forehead like that. He looked at Ron who was surveying him; Harry slid up on to his cot and sat there, waiting for Hermione to come in. He did not want to start anything without Hermione to advise him. Ron opened his mouth and closed it again.

'What, Ron?' Harry asked.

His ears went red, 'Nothing, I was just thinking…'

'What?' Harry repeated angrily as he watched Ron shake his head and lean back into his own cot. Ron sighed as they both watched Hermione climb up to them. Hermione was smiling and went to sit next to Harry on his cot.

Harry decided it was time to speak, 'Ginny likes someone else.'

Hermione nodded and said carefully for the right wording, 'I know, I mean, she doesn't Fred and George are just playing with you. You should know that, they were laughing down there about it.' Harry looked up hopefully, 'Don't worry, I am sure the message about you and Ginny, not being able to be with each other has washed away now.'

'Oh.' Harry said disappointedly.

'You still like her, mate?' Ron asked Harry carefully, too.

'I don't know…' Harry said looking at his shoes now, avoiding their eye contact. Hermione sighed impatiently and said, 'Harry, tell us, is it that Belle girl?'

Harry pretended to snort, 'No, It can not be Cho Chang …' he lied, to stop them from speaking.

'She's such a wussy and a cry baby!' Ron commented.

'Ronald!' Hermione snapped at him as fast as ever, it made Ron jump from where he sat and fall from the other side. Ron pulled himself back up with reddening ears.

'It might even be Luna, I mean; I sort of liked her at the end of the fifth year.'

Ron stood up and looked shocked as he was punched, 'Loony?'

Hermione was careful in what she said but now, 'Ron, shut up, if you've got problems.' Ron sat back down, crossed his arms and began to mutter under his breath.

'Ronald!' Hermione yelled again to him. Harry watched Ron's ears turn redder than ever. Hermione turned back to Harry with an angry face but then it softened again.

'Anyways, it's not really important.' Harry said to stop her from getting into a fight with Ron.

Hermione nodded, glaring at Ron and she crossed her arms. Harry rolled his eyes and saw Ron was doing the same, they both grinned at each other.

'So… what really happened over at your relatives?' Ron said, breaking the silence, Hermione looked over to Harry, keeping quiet. Harry swallowed and thought of how he could say it. He explained her strange behavior when she had just met and how she knew who he was. Hermione and Ron were both a good audience, they gasped at the right time and didn't interrupt him when he was speaking. He continued to explain how she looked like to Ron and how she acted to Hermione. He explained what had happened as well.

He was just at the end of his story now,

'Then the dementors came and attacked us, now that they are under Voldemort's rule, shut up, Ron!' Ron had gasped at the name of the Dark Lord, 'You have to say it sooner or later.'

Hermione covered her mouth, 'Oh, you mean Nessa Cove, the Coves, right?' Hermione asked Harry.

'Yeah, I don't know what she has to do with anything.' Harry commented carelessly, it was him to throw a moment like this away.

'I have her family's history in a book or something… You both wait here!' Hermione said, quickly standing up and racing down the stairs.

Ron was watching Hermione leave then turned to Harry, 'Why can't she ever tell us? She has to always leave to get a book?' Ron argued Harry wasn't in the mood to listen; all he did was nod and say "Yeah!" as convincing as possible. His mind was still on Ginny and Belle.

'You know Belle went Beauxtons until her third year and moved to Hogwarts because you saved Gabriel and her parents want Gabriel and Belle near you? What is that supposed to mean, the bloody hell?' Ron kept going on and on until Hermione came up the stairs with a huge book in her hands, it was covering her face and it nearly reached her knees, she heaved to Harry's cot.

'I bought this, just yesterday before I came here, I thought I could have something interesting read during our trip but I finished it, just this morning.'

'This morning, interesting, finished it? Hermione, you seriously need to get a life…' Ron complained, he wanted to argue about something and he just got something, Ron looked Harry for some support.

'Shut up, Ron.' Harry said, hopefully looking at the book, he wanted to know about this Cove person.

Hermione flipped through the heavy pages and read through a few paragraphs. She looked up at Harry and Ron then back at the pages, the book was really thick. She impatiently flipped back to the Table of Contents and then through the pages,

'Here… The Coves… hmm… it's only a few paragraphs…' Hermione shrugged.

'A few, they could have fit more in to that?' Ron began but Hermione shot him a look which stopped him from saying anything else that might rouse Harry or her.

'Anyways as I was saying, the book says "The Coves, K-o-ve, were the most famous family to have a line of aurors, every generation got better than the last. It was said that they were powerful in ways that they could hear, see and smell better than most wizards and witches. They were not as dangerous as the Dark Lord, their powerful was quite artificial."

Meaning that their powers were wizard made by Voldemort…' Hermione added looking at Ron's confused face,

'"They created this power, long ago during the Black Death which was when the pure blood wizards created a plague to get rid of all who had muggle blood. They used a machine which was said to have been buried somewhere in Britain. Although they had these machine to create powers they used it for the good of the two worlds, they hunted dark wizards, Herman and Henrietta Cove were both the most strongest in achieving their goals, catching the death eaters which was during the time of the Dark Lord's reign. Both were killed on December 25th…" Hermione finished. 'Sad really, poor Nessa was probably sitting at her Christmas tree when she heard about her parents death, makes me feel sorry for her.' Hermione said. Harry couldn't agree more, he thought of his parents and thought of how they tried to save him from a terrible death.

'Wow, I wonder how she looked like…' Ron said to himself thoughtfully. Hermione went over and slapped him then stomped over to get her big book and walked down the stairs then Harry and Ron heard a loud slam at the door.

'Not again…' Harry heard Ron mutter and cover his own self with his bed sheets and lay down.