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Chapter Thirteen- Dumbledore's Army Returns

"Ginny, Neville, Luna… what are you all doing here?" Harry felt the happiest he'd felt since Dumbledore's death, yet he felt slightly angry. "Ginny, I thought I told you to stay safe."

"And I thought I told you that I only feel safe when I'm around you," she retorted.

Harry couldn't find anything to argue against this. "What are you all doing here? How'd you get here?"

"It's quite a story, Harry," Neville told him. "It'll take a while to tell."

"Where are Ron and Hermione?" Luna asked in her normal dream-like voice.

"Oh…Er… Upstairs, I think." Harry explained.

"Oh, good," Luna said, sounding relieved. "I was afraid that they'd been eaten by a Nightbear. Those things are threatening everyone these days. There's no safe place to go anymore." She drifted off, looking at the wall behind Harry.

Ginny, to anxious to wait, ran up the stairs to find Ron and Hermione. She hadn't seen her brother in over a month, and wanted to know he was alright. But what were they thinking, running away like that? They could have gotten caught. Harry's dream could have become a reality. Harry was so frustrated, he just decided not to say anything at the present moment.

Ron and Hermione bolted down the stairs. "Ginny, your alright," he was practically hugging her, and not letting her out of his sight. "That was pretty stupid, though, running away like that." Ron sat down at the table, careful to chose the chair farthest away from Harry as possible. Hermione, on the other hand, surprisingly sat next to Harry. Ron decided to ignore her and said, "What did you come after us for?"

"We wanted to help fight, too," Neville explained.

"We're part of Dumbledore's Army, and we'll do whatever it takes to help you tree." Ginny squealed, excited.

"You mean you've come to help Harry?" Ron asked. "He seems to think he can do all of this by himself."

"Ron," Ginny said. "What's with you?"

"Him and Harry are having a row," Hermione explained.

"Aw, come on now, we can't have you fighting." Ginny said. "We need to all be in this together. What do you say?" Ron only turned his chair so he was facing the opposite way than Harry.

Surprised at what was coming out of his mouth, Harry said, "Sorry, Ron. I didn't mean to snap at you that much. It just made me angry that you and Hermione weren't doing anything with me anymore."

"What are you talking about," Ron snapped. "You seemed to run away from us every time we got near you."

"See, there you go," Ginny said. "Now, you know the problem. Forget it ever happened."

"So how'd you get here?" Hermione asked, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, er, well," Neville started. "I can't entirely remember what made us leave."

"I'll tell them," Luna said. "We were getting onboard the Hogwarts Express, ready for another year at school, and we saw Ginny sort of duck off to the side of the train. She opened the door to the side as the train left the station, and sort off hopped off. We thought she'd gone crazy, or a Garfnick had taken over her brain, but we followed her, none the less, hoping to cure of the horrid creature in her head."

"There was nothing wrong with my brain," Ginny argued. "I was coming to find you, and they all of a sudden showed up and followed me no matter how much I tried to convince them to go back."

"We're Dumbledore's Army," Neville said. "And now with Dumbledore… gone, we've got to stay together."

"Right, anyway," Ginny said. "We spent the rest of the time, as none of us could apparate, walking here. It was quite a painstaking journey, and we had to ride the Muggle underground train thingy to get here, but we made it."

"Good thing, too," Luna said. "Hogwarts has to be swarming with Death Eaters by now. Dumbledore was that schools only protection."

"Oh and, erm, Harry," Ginny pulled a book out of her bag. "We stopped at Diagon Alley before coming here, and found this book. It had Horcruxes in it, so we decided to bring it to you, you know thinking it would help."

"Great, thanks," Harry said, taking the book.

"There's something else." Ginny told him. "We think you're the last Horcurx."