Thanks again to all who have reviewed my story.(I don't think I say it enough but thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!) I made the final bridge in that last chapter, so expect more drama and stuff...lol sry not good at explaining.Just enjoy:-

Oh Sorry. Warning:there is some love in this chapter!(awwww,so sweet!)

Chapter 5

Harry lay in his campbed last night,feeling exhausted.

After they had shown him the article, he hadn't spoken to Ron nor Hermione for the rest of the day. Luckily in her excitement at Fleur's wedding and their new dinner guests,(Lupin and Tonks -with surprisingly long,blonde hair- had arrived just after Harry had eaten his first helping) Mrs Weasley hadn't noticed that Harry was barely touching his food and not speaking. Ron and Hermione sat further down the table,both whispering furiously to each other, and it was not until he stopped thinking to eat something that he noticed Ginny was sat next to him.

"Harry,are you ok?" She asked worriedly,sounding oddly like her mother.

He nodded,playing with his fork.

She didn't say much again,realising that she wasn't going to get much of a response out of him yet. He wished he could explain to her that it was all his fault,but he knew that Hermione was watching him very carefully.

He turned over to face the wall, when the door creaked.

"Who is it?"Ron asked,momentarily scared."Ginny bugger off,Harry's asleep." He added in a braver voice.

"Good."

"Hermione!"Ron sounded outraged.

Harry heard shuffling footsteps as Hermione picked out the way to Ron's bed in the dark.

"Ouch! What was that?"Hermione hissed."An owl treat? Ouch that hurt!"

"Hermione,c'mere.Lumos!"

"Thanks."She said gratefully."Left my wand back in Ginny's room."

"Ginny's room? I thought you were sleeping in Fred and George's old room?"

"Apparently not.Tonks and Lupin are staying too, remember?"

Ron shuddered.

"Thanks for that lovely mental picture,Hermione."

"What?"Hermione began."They're really sweet,Ron.They're in love.You know that mysterious thing you seem to know nothing about?"

There was silence for a moment,except for Hermione repeating 'lovely mental picture' incredulously under her breath.

"I do know about love.Me and Lavender,remember?"

Hermione laughed.

"You and Lavender wasn't love! You hated her."

"Ok,maybe not."Ron admitted with a grin.Hermione giggled.Then there was silence again.

"Hermione?"Ron asked,sounding nervous.

"Yes?"Hermione's voice was higher than before.

Harry wished he was asleep,it was another one of those moments when he felt that he shouldn't be there,that he was stuck outside their own little perfect universe.

"You know...I...we..."Ron seemed lost for words.

Hermione didn't say anything.To Harry it seemed like she was holding her breath.He wished Ron would just come out and say it.

"Hermione?"

"Yes?"Her voice was so high-pitched now that she was starting to sound like Winky.

"I'msorry."He said in a rush.

"Oh.For what?"There was such obvious disappointment in her voice that Harry temporarily forgot his troubles and felt sorry for her.

"I...just..."

There was another,longer silence.

"I'm sorry,Hermione.I just...can't say it."

"Oh Ron!" Hermione said in her Winky voice,with a laugh.

Ron seemed to be in shock.

"Are you sure you knew what I meant?"

Although Harry couldn't see,with a funny jolt he realised that they were hugging.

The door creaked.Harry briefly wondered who else had come to join the sleepover.

"Harry?"

Harry heard Ron mutter a curse under his breath as he whispered "Nox!"

"Ron?Oh damnit.I can't find Hermione.Ron you prat! Lumos!"

Harry felt briefly happy when he realised that it was Ginny.Then he remembered how horrible he had been to her at supper.

"What the hell?"

"I'm here,Ginny."Hermione hissed,giving her a look that plainly said "I'll explain later".

"Is Harry awake?"Ginny asked a blushing Ron,although Harry knew it was pretty obvious he wasn't,and she was just tactfully changing the subject.

"Er-no."Ron croaked,his face turning an unhealthy purple.

Hermione gave a happily nervous grin.

"Well...big day tomorrow.We're trying on our wedding outfits."Hermione said cheerily as if her and Ron had just been discussing the weather.Ginny laughed at the look on Ron's face.

"Hermione,can you give me a lift?"Ginny asked as Hermione prepared to apparate.

"Er...Ok, just come here and hold on as tight as you can."She said.A few seconds later there was a loud 'pop!' plainly indicating that they had gone.

Ron turned his lamp on and began to read his favourite Chudley Cannons book.Harry turned over again just in time to see him staring into space,looking happier than Harry had ever seen him.

The next morning Harry was shaken awake by a worried-looking Ron.

"Harry! Quick,Mum says we need to get up now otherwise no breakfast!"Ron said,pulling on a sock.

Harry was sorely tempted to either turn over and go back to sleep or ask Ron how his night had been.Instead he got up and began to pull on the freshly ironed clothes at the end of his bed.

When they got downstairs,Hermione was already helping Mrs Weasley with breakfast,and determinedly not looking in Ron's direction.

"Hey Ginny."Harry said as soon as she entered the room.

"Hi,"She looked happy that Harry was speaking to her but didn't mention how quiet he had been the day before."So,Ron.Have a nice night?"

Ron froze.Harry laughed.

"Yeah..."Ron mumbled,going red in the face again.

Harry noticed Tonks and Lupin sat together,both looking blissfully happy and chatting animatedly about the oncoming wedding.He grinned.

Then there was complete silence as a tall, dark-haired boy walked into the room.

"Oh,Oliver dear, you're awake already?"Mrs Weasley abandoned the stove to go and talk to the boy.

Everyone but Tonks and Lupin stared at the new arrival.

"Ok.Everyone this is Oliver.Oliver,this is Harry,Ron,Hermione,Ginny,Remus and Nymphadora."She said cheerfully.

"Tonks."Tonks corrected her with a grin.

Oliver didn't seem frightened to be in the company of six people he had never met.On the contrary he greeted them all and took the spare seat next to Harry.

"Thankyou,Mrs Weasley."He said with a dazzling yet somehow eerie smile,that Harry felt that he had seen before somewhere.

Oliver looked horribly familiar to Harry.He was just a few inches taller than him,with pale skin and weirdly long fingers.Harry couldn't tell what colour his hair was,but it was very dark,and slightly longer than average,shadowing his eyes so that Harry couldn't see exactly what colour they were too.He was very meticulous in the way he was dressed-black jeans and a dark blue shirt,both without a single crease or stain.(Harry had only been wearing his shirt for ten minutes and it looked like it hadn't been ironed in years) As the chatter slowly returned,he produced a small,battered book as if from nowhere,as though on the pretext of reading,although Harry knew otherwise.It was obvious that he was listening to every single word being said.

Hermione floated their plates of egg and bacon to the table,and as Harry and Oliver reached out for theirs,their shoulders brushed,and a stab of pain shot through Harry's scar.