The next morning after they had been in Diagon Alley was a frustrating one. Mrs. Weasley began to pack things away for them and was cleaning every second, she mainly called Ron downstairs to help which always left Harry and Hermione upstairs.

'Harry…' Hermione said to Harry as she watched him pet Hedwig, Hedwig was gobbling down a few biscuits. Harry watched Hedwig as she ate. Hermione was concerned for Harry because he had been acting strangely or more enthusiastic about things, he had been overly happy about Dumbledore being alive, 'Harry…'

Harry looked up as if he was Luna, 'What?' he asked with a sheepish smile on his face. He grinned at Hermione although Hermione did not grin or smile; she raised her eyebrow at him and made a very serious face.

'Harry.' Hermione said seriously now and made sure that she was clear and to the point, 'You are acting strangely now, ever since Diagon Alley, you've been a bit, well, queer. The way you are taking interest in everything around you especially books. That is nothing wrong with it, it's just you've never been this way.'

Harry turned to Hermione as if he had not believed a word, she had said.

''Mione, Dumbledore's alive. I should be happy, I know it's strange but I can't help it.'

'Shush, Harry, you know what you are doing and stop it right now!'

'I can't.' Harry protested angrily to Hermione, he did not enjoy he lectures especially if it was not any of her business.

'He's alive, yes. But do you want him to see you like this, another Percy Weasley?'

'Percy Potter.' Harry corrected her.

Hermione gave a frustrated sigh sounded more like a cow that's got an annoying fly biting it where it can't stop it. Hermione walked up and over to the window, 'Look, Harry, you have to watch out for yourself. I won't always be there to help you and Ron won't but you do know that we'll always try our best to help. Just do what I say, just stop acting strange? Be yourself, be the old Harry which always knew that Dumbledore's alive.'

Harry sighed and nodded, "Fine." He said and looked gloomily to the floor, 'I can still act happy, can't I?' he said hotly.

'Of course, just don't act…. too Happy!' Hermione pleaded as she walked back to him and sat down next to him. They were in the attic because that was the only place in the house that was not occupied. Outside the weather was warm, that was why Harry and the others stayed indoors, to cool off. They had all gotten used to the fog that they had all forgotten about the warmness.

'Ron…' Harry said as he gave a weak laugh and looked at Hermione, for the first time, he had actually recognized her as something more than a friend, a sister/brother sort of bonding, a bonding of friendship, and so much more. Hermione smiled back at him and Ron appeared at the door. Both of them looked quickly at Ron as if they been guilty for something.

Ron looked at Harry with jealousy, 'We didn't, Ron.' Harry said to Ron.

'Oh, right.' Ron said, disbelievingly but with a hint of relief. Hermione smiled at Ron and ran over to give him a hug, 'Ron…' he whispered. Ron looked startled at Harry as his ears went as vivid as his red hair.

Hermione had let go and walked over to the stairs, 'See you, two at dinner.' She said and walked back to Ginny's room. Ron watched her leave and after a few moments of silence, he turned back to grin at Harry. Harry grinned back, maybe Ron did like Hermione. It did not matter now, nothing mattered now to Harry. It was getting late and the rain had stopped. He heard knocking on the front door of the Burrow.

'So when I talked to Mr. Ceaser about what we'd be doing next, he told me that they'd be inspecting all the Ministry Workers and revising their files. They won't let any one else work for the Ministry until they have revised the files and school files. They had to use a few truth potions on the new employees before letting them in. Percy said at the dinner table which was filled with other Order members.

'What do you think they'll do next as an approach on the Dark Side?' Mr. Weasley asked Percy as he took a bit of the roasted goose.

'It's hard to say, people are fussing about these days, really. I will have a meeting tomorrow afternoon with Mr. Ceaser. I will tell you all about it when I get back.' Percy replied his father as he took a sip of the Butter beer.

A few seats away was Tonks, Lupin and Charlie, 'Remus, is it true that you and Bill will be putting your wedding together?' Charlie asked as Tonks smiled widely at Lupin. Tonks' hair was long and frizzy with Ginger highlights, hair itself was brown. It looked strange on her because Harry was so used to seeing her with short and pink hair.

'Yes-' Lupin said but Harry did not listen long enough to hear the rest he looked over at Ginny, Fred and George who were making imitations of people they knew, Ginny did a wonderful one of Professor McGonagall, everyone on that side of the table had burst into laughter. Across were Mrs. Weasley and Fleur who were conversing about how Bill's old hair was "so old" and his new style "looked much better" on him. Bill was stuck in the middle of it and tried to move off and talk to Mad-eye Moody but failed. Hermione was talking to Mad-eye about how much they needed to know about the Dark Arts.

"The main thing about the Dark Arts is that they do not have a heart, they do but just do not know how to use it and prey on fear and those who fear." Mad-eye muttered his cold eye slowly moved over to stare back at Harry. Harry nearly jumped out of his chair and quickly looked away towards Ron, who was been annoyed by Gabrielle and Belle. They both were touching his red hair, braiding, curling it and styling it. Ron was there looking gloomily at his plate which was empty. Harry knew that Ron couldn't yell at the girls even if they were not using their Veela Charms. Ron did somehow look happy about it. Harry laughed; he really had no one to talk to. He looked over at Bill and made a face as if to tell him to come over. Bill also had no one else to talk. Bill noticed and said, "Going, Mother." Bill bent over to peck Fleur and walked off relieved that had no more lecture to attend to. He sat down next to Harry and said, "You know Harry, this year is full of events."

"I can already see that." Harry commented and looked over at Belle then at Hermione and last to laughing Ginny. Harry turned to Bill, "but other than what I know, is there something you are hiding?"

"No," Bill said almost quickly as Dudley when ever he snuck Doughnut upstairs. Harry frowned,

"Oh, I just that… they'd have something like a competition?" Harry said looking over to Bill who took a piece of the roasted turkey's leg.

"Nope…" Bill said as he gobbled the food down like a wolf which had just hunted a sheep.

"Oh, I was only wondering." Harry thought that there might be ball, if Bill was so secretive.

"I can already see that." Bill said, just as Harry had done a few moments before.

Harry knew Bill wanted to talk but then why didn't Bill tell him anything? It clearly annoyed him. A lot, He stood up and said, "I need to use the bathroom…" Harry moved towards the house and entered. He was getting tired but then there was the dream he had a few nights. It was stuck in his mind, he began to sweat and breathe faster.

It was a hallway, a Hogwarts hallway. There were many students there; it was much like he thought it would be. It was a sunny day but no one was there in the hallway. He moved a few paces towards the next hallways and turned round the corner, there were staircases leading downwards, it was the stairs which lead to the Court Yard. Harry moved slowly down them and as he looked down, he saw a few fourth years running across the yard towards the lawns. Harry quickened his pace to match theirs; finally he had reached where they disappeared in the lawns.

He looked over and there was a crowd, all staring back at him. Not all but some of them looked at him. He moved through the crowd and to the front of it. There stood a stranger announcing three Hufflepuffs, three Ravenclaws, sadly, three rude and shifty Slytherins and three Gryffindors- Harry gasped when he had noticed one of the Gryffindors. Why was the Gryffindors standing there? Who were they? They looked so much better than he did or atleast from where he stood, the Gryffindor, he had his eyes on, was tall and dark. The announcer spoken a few words but it remained blurry to Harry suddenly everyone began to laugh and the announcer pointed his wand at the Gryffindor. The Gryffindor walked up to him and smiled nervously, then took his wand out also, were they dueling or just saying something?

He hadn't anytime to check out because when he was about to go get a closer look, everything suddenly turned lighter and lighter until all he could see was his real life and someone. Harry rubbed his eyes, Ron was standing next to time, "You okay, mate?" he heard Ron say. Harry looked at him blankly,

"Yes, I am. Just a little tired, that's all." Harry said, wiping his forehead from sweat and Ron whispered to Harry, "Do you mean your scar… hurts?" Ron's voice was quiet and serious, very concerned.

"No." Harry said, "I told you, I am just tired." He began to move away from Ron and reached the kitchen of the Burrow. Ron looked at Harry, disbelievingly. It had been a long day; he had probably been imagining things. He couldn't believe what he saw, what was it that he saw? Who were those Gryffindors? What Neville, Ginny and Seamus? He wondered terribly, he kept up all night thinking of his fear for Ginny, was she going to duel with that announcer? Was she going to get hurt? Why was he supposed to see his vision in the first place? Did he just think vision? Things were going stranger than he had expected them to, he had to investigate.