Disclamier: If I owned Harry Potter, I would be too busy to write this fan fiction. So, no, I do not own Harry Potter.

"Shit. Damn. Fuck. Bugger!"

"Ron, that's not helping,"

They were surrounded by sharks, thirty-three, if anybody cares to count. Yes, they were in deep shit. "Hey, Harry, use that immbolus spell of yours!"

"Can't Ron, the spell drain your magic like crazy, I can only do it once a day, after three months of training."

"Damn!"

"Do something, anybody! Help! Impedimenta! Stupefy!" Ginny cried out in vain. The spell had no effect on the shark; Hermione muttered something about having Titans in their blood. Two of the sharks decided to stop circling and went attacking Ginny, "Dean, help!"

"Wingardium Leviosa!" Dean shouted; everybody turned and glared at him. Amazingly, that spell actually worked. The two sharks shot out of the water, rose 12 feet above the water, before falling down with a humongous SPLASH! "What the hell?" The two sharks fainted. "Okay, so the levitation spell it is!" yelled Ron. "Windergar garrrr…" all of a sudden, all their bubble helmets disappeared. "Gar Gar blah! (We are doomed!)" Harry suddenly screwed his face in concentration, and then all the sharks vanished. Harry gestured the surface. Everybody swam up to the boat.

"Harry, (pant pant) mate, what did you do?" Ron asked

'Oh, Ron, you are so hopeless, apparently Harry did a nonverbal spell," Hermione said.

"Yep, Evanesco does seem to do the trick," Harry answered with a smile, "listen, lets go back to the house and think of plan. We can tackle it tomorrow."

"So, I think we should just stick bomb and sit back and relax," Dean said, earning him the glare from everybody, again. "What's a bomb?" Ron asked, look curious. "Oh, never mind, Ron, personally I think we should go to Hogwarts and do some research in the library."

"Brilliant idea, Hermione!"

CRACK!

"Ow. What the hell?" Ron apparently tried to apparate into Hogwarts. It wasn't a pretty sight. He only had an arm and his head in the house. "Ron, just when I thought you reached the capacity of stupid things you can do in one day, I proved wrong. We knew that we can't apparte into Hogwarts, for what? Six years?" Harry said slightly amused. "Harry this isn't funny!" "Okay," Harry waved his wand and Ron was himself again.

"Floo, anyone?"

It was late, but Harry was still poring over the massive amounts of books they had checked out (a favor thanks to Madam Pince). It didn't help with a over-excited Hermione on the loose ( "Ohh, this would help. Hey, this too, now we can't forget about those! Harry watch where you are going, ahhh, check this out too, it may be helpful."). Shit, Harry thought, it's goddamn three o'clock and I have yet to find something useful. He was drowning in his thought when he heard a soft thump behind him. Harry, bewildered, looked behind him, "Oh, hi, Ginny. Can't sleep?"

"Something like that, do you mind if I sit here?"

"Of course not, I'd love some company."

They sat there for long time in silence; Harry thought he'd break the silence when he heard a soft sob. "Ginny, are you alright?"

"Yes, Harry, give me a…a," it was very hard for her to continue due to the fact that she was now sobbing uncontrollably. Then without warning Ginny threw herself at Harry, into to an awkward kind of hug.

"Ginny, what's wrong?"

"Oh, Harry, I am terribly sorry. I am acting like Cho now," Ginny made a feeble attempt to smile.

"Ginny, it's ok, you can cry, it's ok Ginny," Harry said patting Ginny on the back, "tell me what's wrong."

"It's Dean," she began angrily, "He is an insensitive sex-obsessed git!"

"Care to elaborate?"

"Every time he says something to me it is always about sex! Whether is about a new position he read about, or this weird Tantric sex!"

"Ginny, I want to listen to you, but that is too much info!"

"Right, sorry, he doesn't give a damn what I am feeling, all he cares about is sex," she said, still sobbing madly.

"Ginny, what you need is some sleep," said Harry.

"I am NOT going back in there!" Ginny said angrily, gesturing to the room she and Dean shared.

"Hold my arm," Harry said, smiling.

CRACK!

They were back at Harry's room.

"You should be comfortable here, I will just conjure up another bed," Harry said. Harry was about to wave his wand when Ginny grabbed him. "I was wondering, if I could sleep with you tonight," Ginny said, blushing furiously, "oh no, don't get the wrong idea," Ginny added quickly.

"But you are an engaged woman!"

"Not if I threw the engagement ring in his face," Ginny said, smiling more confidently now. Harry chuckled quietly, and climb on bed. The last thing Ginny remembered was snuggling up against Harry and Harry hugging her closer to him. Oh, how warm and nice his arm felt.