Hello, it's not the end!! It's the end of the chapter, but to be continued!! Sorry if I scared many of u to death. Sorry, I didn't realize that I'll cause such a misunderstanding!! Okay take note that I'm going to add in a twist!! Maybe an evil cliff hanger or two but I never got the hang of writing real nasty cliff hanger. Is that good news or bad? No idea, just enjoy my story!!

Okay, this chapter is dedicated to all my beloved readers who flipped off their chair by my 'The End' at the last chapter!!

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Scene: In Harry's room

Ginny woke up to find the sun up and shining brightly in the clear blue morning sky. It's the first time in the whole summer she's up earlier than Harry. Usually it's Harry who was an early riser probably due to habit developed from the first eleven year of his life living with the Dursleys. But at the moment, he's still asleep, snoring lightly with his mouth slightly open, beside Ginny, on the single bed.

Ginny detangled herself from the blankets and a stray arm that belonged to Harry, and sat up on the bed careful not to make too much noise. As she used her hand to shield her eyes from the bright sunrays shining in from the open window without any curtains, she wondered what had woken her up and suddenly remembered that today was the last day they were going to spend in this house. They were going back to the burrow to spend the last night of the holiday there (with Dumbledore's approval after Mrs Weasley harassed him about it for the whole summer about it) and return to Hogwarts early in the morning tomorrow.

"How could I forget it? Last day with the dreadful muggles, isn't that great? And with a secret party planned for Harry tonight, I almost couldn't sleep last night. Hope Harry doesn't suspect anything amiss by my anticipation going on for the last few days", Ginny thought and at the thought of Harry, she turned to the mess of blankets and messy black hair beside her.

Ginny looked fondly at Harry's sleeping face just above the thick cotton blanket with a pretty smile gracing her fair porcelain face, many thoughts ran in her head.

"Doesn't he look so cute and inviting? With that messy bed hair of his and a shadow of a small smile playing on his lips, he's such a heart throb and a potential heart breaker." Ginny thought, "But dare I claim that I'm the first girl who got to see him sleep and not to mention, sleep in the same bed as him. Not even Hermione could claim that." Ginny then began giggling madly into her hand; the old feelings were rushing back like water from a dam being released. After giggling silently for a minute her mood changed 180 degrees to the complete opposite of the blissful feeling she had a minute ago. Ginny suddenly became very mad at herself, her clutched fist hard shaking madly.

"No, wake up, you silly girl. You swore upon your soul last year that you were going to walk out of the hopeless crush and now, you're acting like a girl with a crush again. Yes, he was and still is a heart breaker. HE DOES NOT, I REPEAT, HE DOES NOT FEEL ANYTHING FOR YOU. HE IS WITH CHO AND YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE THESE THOUGHTS ABOUT HIM!!" Ginny looked like a possessed person, her eyes narrowed into slits, her fist balled up in front of her. Suddenly, she heard the bed creaking softly as the boy beside her tossed in bed and she dropped her fists like hot pancake and quickly fixed her face to what seemed like a pathetic smile.

Ginny eyed at Harry but he simply tossed to face the other direction and slept on. Furious with herself for no valid reason, Ginny stormed across the room to the wardrobe to collect her clothes and dashed out of the room but not without taking care not to make any noises, closing the door softly behind her.

"I doubt if you could survive until tonight if you kept on having this little struggle with yourself, Ginny Weasley. Better take a cold shower to clear your little head full of fancy thoughts." Ginny thought on the way to the bathroom.

"Urgh... Why must he still look so cute and handsome after all these years?" Ginny whined in between mouthfuls of ice cold water.

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Harry and Ginny were apparently sitting at their usual corner in the park where they had shared a lot of memories. Both Harry and Ginny weren't speaking to each other other, they simply sat there enjoying the fresh air in the park, for Ginny's case, enjoying Harry's presence beside her, but actually, they were waiting for someone.

As they had anticipated, a while later, a small figure was seen walking up the Mulberry Drive then turned into the park.

"Hi, Harry, Ginny", the dark haired boy yelled across the park. Harry held up his hand in the air as a friendly gesture and motioned him over,

"How's you doing, Harry?" Mark asked and sat down jovially on the patch of grass beside Harry. After a moment of silence, Harry took a deep breath and spoke,

"So, Mark. Tell us, are you planning to go to Hog... that magic school? We are leaving tonight, going back to our boarding school. And before we go, we need to know what you are planning to do. Are you, or are you not going to the school?"

Both Harry and Ginny were worried that he might not decide to go to Hogwarts after all. They had done all they could to help this boy that they liked very much but in the end, the final decision lay on him. If he decided not to attend Hogwarts after all, today might be the last time they got to see him.

Ginny and Harry held their breathes, crossing their fingers, hoping that he wouldn't waste their efforts and not attend Hogwarts after all.

"I thought I had told you? Don't tell me it slipped off my mind? Dear me, I promised myself that I'm going to tell you first hand. You see, Harry, Ginny", Mark started, "-actually I was in a dilemma whether should I give up everything and go join another world which I'm totally ignorant of. After several considerations, many sleepless nights (Ginny was biting her nails with anticipation) and with financially assist from a special magic organization, I've decided to heed your advise and attend the magic school".

At this, Ginny and Harry jumped up, hugging each other and hopped on the spot with delight. Mark looked up at them from the ground, grinning crazily, after Harry and Ginny had got over their excitement, they both flung themselves at Mark, laughing madly. After finishing hugging each other, Mark pushed the two overexcited teenager off him, straightened up and cleared his throat (tears glistering in his deep blue eyes),

"I'm so glad I got to befriend you two this summer. I had a very happy summer, thanks to you. We might not get to see each other so often like before, but I hope we could get to see each other again next summer. You must come back next year, Ginny. I'll miss you my good friends." Although, Ginny knew perfectly well she would get to see Mark again sooner than he expected, her emotions still got the better of her. She pulled Mark into a big hug, big fat tears flowing down her cheeks freely.

Harry was watching her with admiration,

"That girl sure got talent in acting. Wow, those tears were so real. She even hiccupped when she cried." Mark pulled away from Ginny's death hug, pulled Harry into a brotherly one hand hug briefly before releasing him, turned his heel and walked off wiping his face with his sleeves occasionally. Harry and Ginny watched his retreating back until his shadow cast by the setting sun disappeared around the corner.

"We'll see you sooner than you expect", Harry whispered and turned to look at Ginny who to his amusement and surprise, was still crying.

"You can stop crying already. He's long gone." Harry said but instead of sniffing back her tears, Ginny flung herself onto Harry with that much force, she almost knocked him off his feet.

"Oh, Harry. I'm so moved, he said that we are his good friends and he will miss us. Oh, I've never felt something so strong in my life. I'm so touched that by his friendship that I'm willing to die for him if needed. Never have I ever felt that strong love for me", she said with difficulty in between sobs.

"We'll get to see him tomorrow on the train, don't worry! You don't have to die for him; no one will have to die. Come on, let's go back to pack. It's getting dark!", Harry cooed softly in Ginny ears making the skin of the back of her neck prickle, and comfort her all the way back to Privet Drive.

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Harry stood at the window gazing at the red dusk sky and Ginny sat at the edge of the bed with their trunks standing at the end of the bed, while they waited for the appearance for the members of the Order. Ginny checked her watch for the twentieth time and looked up at Harry who was immersed with the scenery outside the window.

His hair ruffled up by the light evening breeze, and the red sunset rays reflected in his dark hair and specs. His face set in a relaxed smile, his body posture casual and as if he had sensed a pair of eyes staring at him, he turned his head in slow motion, bored his brilliantly green soul-luring eyes into Ginny's warm chocolate brown ones and gave her his famous Harry- Potter heart-melting smile. Ginny felt her whole body turning to jelly, an almost painful longing feeling in her heart as she forced herself to return what looked like a silly dreamy grin. Harry thought that Ginny was getting sleepy with all the waiting, for her face looked dreamy like Luna Lovegood's, he blinked with his long dark eyelashes, a mischievously playful grin in his face and turned back to sky gazing.

Ginny clenched her heart as the all-to-familiar heart wrenching pain played around her chest,

"I've fallen hopelessly in love with The-Boy-Who-Took-My-Heart again. Oh Merlin, God in heaven help me!"

At that precise moment, Mrs Weasley, Moody, Lupin, Tonks and Kingsley, appeared from the middle of nowhere. Harry was jolted out of his thought by their sudden appearance, and he strolled over to greet them. Lupin looked over Harry's shoulder, who was enveloped in a tight hug by Mrs Weasley, at Ginny who had just removed her hand from her chest and her gaze away from Harry, with a concerned look. Ginny felt oddly uncomfortable by the ex- professor's stare and she quickly moved over to Mrs Weasley who immediately release Harry and imprison her into her embrace.

"We've got no time for hanky-panky, Molly. The portkey is going to be active by five minutes", Moody's usual growl rang through the small room. Mrs Weasley let go of the almost turning blue from lack of oxygen Ginny, and shot a deadly Molly-stare at Moody, who shifted around uncomfortably under her stare.

"Got all your stuff in the trunk, Ginny and Harry?", Mrs Weasley said in a cheery tone. Ginny nodded at the ground, determined not to look up for she could feel Lupin's gaze upon her and from the shadow cast by the lights, she saw Harry's shadow gave a nod.

"Everyone wands out, Potter and the little Weasley too. We might be ambushed when we reach the burrow, this portkey might even be tampered with", Moody barked and everyone in the room rolled their eyes, "Hold on to trunks, touch the portkey (a dirty and smelling sock), on the count of three".

Everyone had a look of disgust on their faces and trying to touch as little of the surface of the portkey as possible,

"Now, on the count of three, three....... two....... One...... CONSTANT VILIGANCE!" Moody's voice rang in their heads and with the all-too-familiar tug in their navel; they disappeared into the thin air.

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Another 2000 word chapter. Oh I'm so proud of myself, a slight twist in the story. Muha... ha..... Ha.... All shall love me and despair!!!! * Crackle rings through the night *