Once they were all settled in, Harry took out a fat book and started looking through it. Ginny surprised to see him reading, asked him about it. "It's a photo album," he told her. "It's got pictures of my parents when they were alive." Ginny suddenly felt sympathy for the boy sitting next to her. He had been through so much more than what most people credited him for. Facing Voldemort on countless occasions would be a walk in the park compared to all the emotions he felt: pain, guilt, sadness, and most of all, love. Harry had to watch so many of the loved ones in his life being killed. Most people would go insane from seeing things like that. Looking over his shoulder, Ginny saw a photo of Lily and James Potter holding baby Harry. All three of them looked happy, surprisingly. When Ginny looked more closely at the picture she was surprised and shocked, to say the least, that Lily and James, looked almost exactly like her and harry.
Neither Ginny nor Harry could get to sleep that night. They were both too caught up in their thoughts. Ginny was thinking about what would happen in the future. would Voldemort die? And if so, would she and harry end up together with a child, looking as happy as lily and James? It made her think. What would things be like right now if Voldemort didn't have to mess everything up? Would she and Harry still be going out? would she even have fallen in love with him? would she even know that he existed? Harry thoughts were quite similar to ginny's. What would happen if Harry potter were not the boy who lived? WWould he ever meet ginny and fall in love with her? would ginny like him? would he have met ron and hermione? would he have to ever see the dursleys? would he have ended up in the triwizard tournament? endless questions came to mind. Finally, Harry fell asleep. As soon as his eyes closed and he entered the subconcious world, Harry got stuck in one of his nightmares. Once again, Harry was Voldemort. "Are you sure that is true, wormtail?" he hissed. "Y-Yes, my lord. We caught the mudblood girl when she was in diagon alley shopping for new robes. we gave her veritaserum, and she said that potter and his Girlfriend were looking for your horcruxes." "ah, yes." harry hissed. "Now, since you know about my horcruxes, i must cast a memory charm on you" harry pointed his wand at wormtail. "n-no, please, my lord! plea--""OBLIVIATE!" Harry woke up, sweating. he would tell ginny about his dream in the morning. For now, he would try to get some more sleep.
"Harry! wake up!" Ginny yelled the next morning. "im hungry. Get your lazy arse outof bed and come downstairs so we can make breakfast!" "unngghh" Harry wasn't in the mood to wake up early. But he decided it would be simpler to just get up and help make breakfast. once harry was dressed, he went downstairs and started making some eggs and bacon the muggle way, thats the way harry was used to, having grown up with the dursleys. once they were seated at the table, Ginny voiced the question that had been popping into her head since two days ago. "harry, when are we going to start looking for the horcruxes?" harry finished chewing his eggs before answering. "oh, probably not for at least another week. we need to do some research first, and i want to practice my occlumency. Why do you ask?" "well, i was just wondering how much time we're going to spend here. we might find some valuable information here. after all, it is the noble house of black, there should be plenty of books about dark stuff. there must be some about horcruxes." Harry dropped his fork. his eyes had a glazed look. "harry?" ginny sounded worried. "are you alright?" Harry finally spoke. "Ginny, i thing i know who took the locket horcrux that dumbledore and i went looking for. obviously, it was a death eater, to address him as 'my lord'. i think it was sirius' brother, regulus alphard black. the initials fit, it makes sense, and we did find lots of lockets around here when we cleaned the house, remember?" Ginny looked a little doubtful. "yes, i remember, and it does make sense, but how could we find it? i mean, this house is pretty big, and there must be tons of lockets here!" Harry had only one word to answer ginny's question: "Kreacher."