A/N: Sorry for the wait on getting the sequel up, I had major writer's block. Actually, as I type this I still have no idea what I'm going to write, so I hope this chapter turns out okay. Anyway, I'll stop babbling and type this so I can post it. On with the show!
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It was the last day of school, and everyone was on the train, almost everyone was happy to start vacation. Harry and Ginny weren't happy though, because Dumbledore had decided that Harry would not be allowed to visit the Burrow until the last week of August. Harry was very upset about this. He understood the headmaster's reasons, but he still didn't like them.
"Oh Harry, please cheer up, will you?" said Hermione, beginning to get annoyed with Harry's sulking. "We'll write you lots of letters, we promise."
"Yeah mate, I could get mum to try to convince Dumbledore to let you come earlier," said Ron.
"Ron, if Dumbledore thinks that Harry is safest with the Dursleys, then that's where he should be," snapped Hermione.
"Well I was trying to cheer him up!" said Ron, his ears turning scarlet.
"We all know that Dumbledore won't let him come early, there's no need to give him false hopes!" said Hermione, her brown eyes flashing dangerously.
"Will you two give it up? This is the last time we'll see Harry until August, and you're ruining it for everyone!" said Ginny angrily, looking frighteningly like Molly Weasley.
Hermione and Ron glared at her and stopped bickering. Hermione absorbed herself in a book about transfiguration, and Ron started stuffing himself with Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.
Harry hated to admit it, even to himself, but he was jealous of Ron and Hermione. Hermione would be spending the whole summer at the Burrow, and they would have lots of fun together. Harry wanted desperately to spend the summer with Ginny, but he knew he couldn't, and he thought it was very unfair.
Ginny seeming to sense his bad mood, leaned closer to him and whispered "I know you're mad at Dumbledore, but he's doing what he thinks is right, Harry. He's not trying to make your life miserable."
"I'm going to miss you so much," said Harry, wrapping his arm around Ginny.
"I'll miss you too, Harry," said Ginny, giving him a weak smile. "I'll miss you too."
When they arrived at the station, Uncle Vernon was there waiting for him as usual, with Aunt Petunia and Dudley. All three of them were glancing around nervously, very aware that a lot of the people around them were wizards.
Mrs. Weasley wrapped Harry and Ginny in a huge hug as soon as they arrived. Fred and George were standing behind her, wearing identical evil twin grins. Harry gulped nervously.
"Oh Harry, Ginny, I missed you so much. I'm so happy you and Ginny got together," said Mrs. Weasley, releasing them from her tight hug. "Of course, Ginny owled me right after the ball, telling me what a wonderful time she had dancing with you."
"Mum, please," moaned Ginny, blushing furiously.
Fred and George came over to them, still grinning evilly.
"So Harry," said Fred.
"We hear that you are dating our baby sister here," said George.
"I am not a baby!" exclaimed Ginny, receiving stares from passing people.
"If you make our dear baby sister cry," said Fred, ignoring Ginny's outburst.
"We will make you cry harder," explained George, ruffling Ginny's hair.
Ginny gave the twins each a sharp smack on the arm. "Stop threatening him you prats or I'll hex you into next week!"
The twins left to go tease Ron and Hermione.
"I guess this is goodbye," said Ginny sadly.
"I'll miss you Gin," said Harry. "Ginny, I-"
"Hurry up boy, we haven't got all day!" growled Uncle Vernon. Mrs. Weasley shot him a look of disgust.
Ginny gave him a kiss and turned to walk away, but Harry grabbed her hand to stop her.
"I love you," said Harry, uncomfortably aware that the twins and Mrs. Weasley were keeping a very close eye on them.
"I love you too, Harry," said Ginny, starting to cry.
"Oh Ginny, please don't cry I didn't mean to upset you," said Harry, wrapping her in a hug.
"Harry, I'll miss you so much!" sobbed Ginny. "Please don't leave me."
Harry didn't want to let her go, but Uncle Vernon grabbed him by the shoulder and started to drag him away. Her sobs seemed to echo in his mind, tearing at his heart.
The car ride home was far from pleasant. Uncle Vernon was pushing all his buttons, insulting all the people he cared about.
"What was that dumpy woman on about, glaring at me like I'm the weird one," Uncle Vernon snorted at this absurd idea.
Harry was grinding his teeth and had a firm grip on his wand. It was taking all of his strength not to use the bat-bogey hex Ginny had taught him on his uncle.
"And that strange red head girl that I suppose is his girlfriend," snarled Uncle Vernon. "She was a complete lunatic! She completely snapped when her brothers were talking to Harry."
"She probably gets it from her parents; remember when her father completely ruined our beautiful living room? Well, I mean, it's obvious that anyone trying to travel by fireplace is insane," said Aunt Petunia, leering at Harry from the front seat.
Harry was pretty sure that his wand would snap from the hard grip he had on it. His jaw was beginning to ache from clenching his jaw, but he knew if he opened his mouth he would regret it for the rest of the summer.
"Well, it's pretty obvious that they're crazy," said Dudley, a sly glint in his piggy little eyes. "I mean, they're friends with Harry!"
Harry wasn't really aware of letting go of his wand. He didn't even know what he was doing as his fist made contact with Dudley's large jaw. A few seconds after it happened, when he felt the pain in his knuckles and heard Dudley's howl of pain, he realized what he had done.
Oh no, Uncle Vernon is going to kill me thought Harry, as his uncle began to make grunting noises and turned around to look at Harry.
"GET OUT!" yelled Uncle Vernon. "THAT'S IT, I'VE HAD ENOUGH! YOU GET YOUR BAGS AND GO!"
Harry quickly exited the car, ran around to the trunk, and gathered his stuff. As soon as he closed the trunk the car sped off out of sight.
What do I do now? thought Harry as he stood by the side of the road. I'm an underage wizard with a wand, a trunk full of books, an owl and a broomstick. That really won't get me very far in the muggle world.
Harry decided to write a letter to the Weasleys explaining his predicament. He got parchment and a quill out of his trunk and began his note.
Dear Mr and Mrs. Weasley and everyone else,
The Dursleys have kicked me out of the car because we had a fight. I am not entirely sure where I am, and I don't really have anywhere to go. It would be wonderful if you could help me, as I don't have any idea what I should do, and is starting to get dark out. I am very sorry for bothering you.
Love,
Harry
The Weasleys and Hermione were enjoying a bedtime snack of homemade lemonade and chocolate chip cookies.
"Well, I guess we should be getting to bed," said Mrs. Weasley, looking around at all the sleepy faces.
"Yeah, I'm exhausted," said Ron, failing to stifle a large yawn.
"Hey Ginny," said Fred, pointing to the window. "Isn't that Harry's owl?"
Ginny looked up startled. "Yeah, it is! Gosh, I wonder why he's sending a letter to me tonight."
Hedwig flew in the open window and dropped the letter in Mrs. Weasley's lap. She read it out loud to everyone, and looked up to see scared faces.
"Arthur, the death eaters will find him!" whispered Mrs. Weasley fearfully. "He'll never survive the night!"
"How will we find him?" asked Ginny, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"I'm not sure darling, but we will," said Mr. Weasley. "I promise."
Ginny hugged her father, letting her tears fall onto his tattered bathrobe.
Ron and Hermione exchanged nervous glances. They both knew how much danger Harry was in.
Meanwhile, Harry was still sitting on the side of the road when he spotted a policeman nearby. Making a quick decision, he pulled his invisibility cloak over him and held his breath as the policeman approached.
"What in the world?" exclaimed the policeman, rubbing vigorously at his eyes. "I saw someone here just a second ago!"
Harry jumped when he heard a booming laugh coming from another approaching policeman.
"You must have fallen asleep Robert, there's no one there," said the other policeman, with a grin on his face.
"I swear Aaron, someone with a large trunk and a broom was there two seconds ago!" exclaimed Robert, pointing about three feet to the left of where Harry was standing.
Aaron shook his head and took Robert by the arm. "Come on pal; let's go get you some coffee."
Harry sighed with relief when they got into their car and drove off. He checked his watch and saw that it was past midnight. He hoped the Weasleys would find him soon.
A/N: I know it's a bit short, but I really have to stop there for now, because the next chapter will probably be big. Well, I hope so at least. Please review, reviews make me really happy!