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Nightmares, talks, and love

It was dark, she watched as He pulled out his wand, Voldemort was standing there, in the flesh, he tried to get to her. Her loving husband stood in his way. She clutched a bundle in her arms. She ran out of the door and onto the street. She heard her husband yelling, telling her to go to the safe house, wehre the order was congregating. She ran, trying to find an alleyway to duck down. She was wearing a cloak, and none of the death eaters she passed could see her. She was glad that the baby in the bundle was asleep. She started running towards the safe ground for apparating. She tripped on a curb and went sprawling.

Her baby flew from her arms, still asleep. A death eater came and picked it up. "no!" she said, she stood up.

"CRUCIO!" The harsh female voice shouted.

Searing pain spred through her body, she screamed. The voive spoke again "Tell me where the Order is hiding and I wil give you your child back."

She stood up fully and gritted her teeth

"Never, give me my child bellatrix"

The woman removed her hood and sneered at her.

"Tell me where my master can find the remaining members of the order are hiding- and he MIGHT spare you rhusband."

"NO"

Bellatrix lifted her wand

"CRU-

""Expelliarimus!" She yelled.

Belltrix's wand went flying out of her hand. She caught it

"Please Bellatrix, give me back my child."

Bellatrix looked in on the sleeping infant and smirked. She lifted the baby's bundle up and help it away from her, over a gaping hole that went on forever, down to where Voldemort and his followers were having their meetings.

"Please Bellatrix! Don't hurt my baby!"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!

"She saw a flash of green light, and she tuned to look at her house. It had filled with the green light. She knew that her Husbacnd was in there!

"NO!" She ran at Bellatrix, knocking her down, She grabbed her baby and the cloak.

She started running once again and got to the safe apparating grounds. She thought hard of where she wanted to go.

She clutched her baby to her and dissapeared with a 'pop'. As she traveled, she recalled that her husband had told her that he would meet her at the safe house and that he loved her. She hoped that her husband would be arriving shortly. She started crying, sobbing acctually. She managed to see through the tears to get to the front door of the order's safe house. She pulled out her wand and said the pasword. She walked into the entryway, and then she fianted, the pressure and terrors of that night finally getting to her.

"Oh my word!" A voice said, she could barely make out her former teacher's voice as she felt her baby being lifted from her arms, and she felt herself being carried over to a couch.

She sat down and somone put a cold washcloth on her face. When she finally rally came to, she looked around her. The remaining members of the order of the Pheonix were there. Her mom and dad, her former teachers, and all of the other members that had been there since the beggining.

"What happened?"

That was it- they all wanted to know what happened. She wasn't sure if she could tell them what had happened.

"He...he attacked...I ran...bellatrix got...crucio...the pain...death curse...on house...he was in there! ran more...got here...all I remember."

That was all she could bring herself to say at the moment. Her mom put her arms around her

"And...your husband dear?"

"He...he was in the house..with ..him..." She started to cry again.

All of the sudden she realized...

"Where's my child?"

Her father came up beside her and put her baby in her arms. One of her old teachers left to go get Dumbledore, so that they could go back to her home and look around.

After about an hour past, she was helping her mother in the kitchen, when Dumbldore came into the room.

She looked up "Where is he?"

Dumbledore looked at her, his expression unreadable. "He is at St.Mungo's I suggest you go and see him."

With that she disapperated straight to St.Mungo's hospital. She walked swiftly to the front desk.

"Where is my husband?" She asked quickly.

The young witch at the front desk new who she was instantly.

"Fourth Floor Miranda Gashhawk Wing, room 456."

She ran up the stairs and found his room. She walked inside. He was lying on the bed, sleeping, it seemed difficutlt for him though. She couldn't help it she started crying. She grabbed his hand and held onto it, not wanting to let go. After about 2 hours, a healer came in to talk to her.

"How is he doing? Will he live?"

The healer just stared at her. "Not many people can survive that curse twice. I'm afraid that your husband will not be able to make it. I'm so sorry Mrs.Potter." "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ginny yelled, sitting staight up in her bed.

She was sweating and crying. She couldn't bring herself to think about the dream. A Voldemort attack. On her and Harry.

She couldn't even think about how good it would be to have a child. She sat there, re-living the pain of the crucio curse that bellatrix had put on her.

She sat there, sobbing. She was too busy to notice that all three of the other girls were staring at her.

"Ginny, whats wrong?" Lavender asked, looking scared.

Parvati grabbed lavender and pulled her out into the hallway, knowing that Ginny would only Talk to Hermione.

"Ginny- what happened?" Hermione asked, handing Ginny a kleenex.

Ginny looked at hermione "Hermione...do...sniff do you think..that dreams...can show the future at all?"

Hermione looked a bit surprised. "Ginny, if it was about The Dark Lord, then they could be showing what will happen... all of Harry's did anyways."

Ginny started crying harder than before at those words. "What was the dream about ginny?"

Ginny told hermione every detail about the dream, crying the whole time.

"Oh, Ginny! I...oh, ginny!" Hermione started crying too.

She couldn't help it, she knew that it was pretty likely that Ginny had been sent that dream and that It was going to be one of Voldemort's plans.

Hermione held onto Ginny's hand and Ginny looked at hermione, Her eyes red and puffy.

" Should..should I tell Harry?"

Hermione thought about it. "I think that you should discuss it with The headmaster first, and if he thinks that it is important, then you should tell Harry."

Ginny nodded. Hermione did a charm on her and Ginny so that no one could tell that they were crying. Hermione looked at her clock, it was eight in the morning, first class started at eleven today.

"Ginny, after breakfast, go see Professor Dumbledore!"

"alright"

The girls walked down to breakfast, knowing that today would not be anything like yesterday.

When Harry and Ron entered the Great Hall, they were surprised to see Ginny and Hermione eating in silence. The only noise was Ginny's occasional sniff. Harry sat down next to her and put his arm around her.

"Whats wrong Gin?" Ginny couldn't bring herself to look at him, she knew that if she saw those piercing green eyes, she would burst into tears again.

Harry wondered why ginny was acting so strangely. She seemed a bit depressed.

Hermione was a bit melancholy too, but not so much as Ginny. Ron looked at his sister and said

"You look like you just heard that someone is going to die Ginny! Cheer up sis!" Ron had no idea just how right his words were.

She couldn't take it anymore, she started crying. She tried to hide it, but she jsut couldn't help it any longer. Harry was getting worried, he didn't like not knowing what was wrong- and he hated to see Ginny cry.

He treid to comfort her- but she just wasn't going to be comforted at all. She was hiding her face in her arm, which was on the table.

She knew that she was blubbering like a baby- but she was still so upset that- if the dream was real- the boy sitting next to her would never get to see his child grow up.

She dared to look at harry, but he was looking away, so she didn't have to worry about crying too hard. She decided that she needed to go for a walk. She walked out of the great hall, Harry attempted to follow her, but Hermione made him sit back down.

"She needs space- talk to her after classes or something." Harry didn't like to hear that he couldn't talk to his girlfriend until three in the afternoon, but he knew that Hermione was probably right.

Ginny walked down the deserted hallways until she came to the gryffon that markd the entrance to the Headmasters office.

She was just in time, for Dumbledore himself was jsut about to start the climb up the staircase. She ran and caught up with him halfway up the stairs.

"Ah, Miss Weasley, i didn't excpect you back so soon. What is the matter child?" he asked when he saw her tearstained face.

"i have to tell you about a dream I had."

Dumbledore just nodded his head and opened the door to his study. They dat down in the chairs they had used last time, by the fire.

Ginny told Dumbledore every thing about the dream, every word spoken, and she didn't leave anything out. When she had finshed, Dumbledore could only look at her.

"Miss Weasley, I do believe that your dream is of the Future, but of a future that MIGHT come to be, if no one stops it from happening. You shouldn't worry about these dreams, but I would suggest doing something that makes you happy before bed, so that you won't concentrate on the badness of the world."

Ginny nodded. "So...should I tell Harry?"

"Only if you think that he should know." Ginny smiled and stood.

She thanked the headmaster and headed down the staircase, determined to tell Harry when she got the chance. For some reason, harry avoided catching her eye in classes that day, even though for most of the classes a partner was needed.

In those instances, Harry was Ron's partner and Hermione was her partner. After the last class of the day, Ginny headed outside. She didn't go near anywhere that she might be cornered, just in case.

As she walked around the grounds, she decided to head for the quidditch pitch. She climbed the stairs to the gryffindor stands, making sure that no spells or jinxes were placed on the stands. She sat alone, looking at the empty field. She saw someone come in through the gates and she could not mistake that mop of red hair.

'Ron' she thought as she watched her brother look her way.

"OY! HARRY! SHE'S IN HERE MATE!" he yelled to harry.

Ron watched as harry came running towards him. He let harry in to the stadium. "good luck" he said to harry and he walked off to find Hermione.

Harry looked up to see his girlfriend up in the stands, leaning against the edge railing. He started climbing the stairs, and then started to run the stairs. He slowed when he was at the top. He walked towards her. Ginny moved over when she saw harry so that he could be able to sit next to her. She smiled, but HArry could see that it was filled with sadness.

"Gin, you gonna talk to me?" Harry asked, putting his arm around her.

Ginny looked into his eyes and took a deep breath. She lookeed at her hands and then stopped.

"Harry, what I'm going to tell you is...well, a bit hard to hear." HArry looked at her "I can take most things Gin" He looked at her, she wouldn't look up, but started her story.

"I had this...nightmare. And, well, it was about the future, and HIM. He ...oh, harry, he attacked our house! I tried to run! I was using the invisibility cloak...but it is kinda hard to run with a baby in your arms. I tripped, and ...Bellatrix...she found me...she used crucio...i can still feel it! She threatened to kill our child...Then our house was desrtoyed by the..the ..killing curse...you were in it...I got the baby and made it to Grimmauld place...but you...you...you...didn't come back! they...they took you to st.mungos...and harry- oh, harry, you,...you..." Ginny stopped there, and started crying again.

Harry was trying not to cry himself. he could see the dream perfectly, and he didn't like what he saw.

"Gi...ginny, it's going to be alright...it was just a dream and nothing more."

Ginny sniffed and blew her nose on a kleenex she had in her pocket. "Dumbledore said that it was a future that we could avoid. if we change what happens...then, we will be alright."

Harry nodded and hugged Ginny. Ginny felt so much safer in his arms and decided that she would tell harry something else too.

"umm...harry, he also said that a way to block nightmares would be to fight them with the one thing that the dream sender can't understand...love...and I love you..so...how will I be able to concentrate on love when I'm usually all alone in my dormitory?"

Harry didn't answer right away, but he knew that there were definitaly ways. He smiled at Ginny and then kissed her.

They sat in eachothers arms for a while after. In the end it started to get dark and they had to get inside. When they were in the gryffindor common room, ginny had to do some homework by the fire, so she was there as Dean and Lavender slipped out on their way to the 3rd floor. Parvati slipped out to meet a ravenclaw boy somewhere- and Hermione left to the boy's dormitory. She wondered how many times Neville was going to get himself into these night locking corridors.

Ginny slipped under the covers of her bed and tried to concentrate on love. She tried to think of Harry, but she kept on thinking about the pain of the curse. After a while, she heard the door open, but no one was there. She saw that there was a hand on the door handle. and a broomstick floating in mid-air! She smiled as Harry landed the broom and took off the invisibility cloak. he came over and sat down by ginny. She noticed that he was only wearing boxers and an old tee-shirt. She herself was wearing only a bra and underpants. She scooted over in the bed, so that Harry could be beside her.

He got in next to her, and looked at her. She smiled and then leaned to the side and kissed him. They kissed a bit more passionataly every time, and eventually, she noticed that Harry's hand had found the bra clasp and he had managed to un-do it. he helped take it off her, and then took his t-shirt off too. Ginny wasn't ashamed to not be wearing anything over her chest. She was very average in the chest area for her age.

Harry couldn't help but stare, he hadn't realized just how breathtakingly beautiful she was.