i The Muffin Ginny

Where we left off:

Harry leaned in more, hopeing she would continue explaining about 'them' she did not.

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Aunt Peunia once more checked that they were indeed alone. Then she turned to him. "Don't you even think about the shadow."She said quietly. "I needed to bring you here, no one else knows how to get here anymore...and Dumbledore told me in his last letter, a few years back, that someone would need to show you where Godrics Hollow was. That picture you saw. It was taken by your mother, Lily. She wanted to capture the moment when she first saw the Hollow, she loved this little town so much. Your father is way in the backround, being chased by Sirius. I was with her that day, Black wasn't the only secret keeper, Lily begged for me to know as well.

"James, and the others, other than Dumbledore, didn't know I was a second keeper. I also saw them the day they died. I was talking with them in their living room. We were discussing what an idiot Crouch, and Fudge were. About a half hour after I had left, I know they were indeed dead, I saw green flashs in the sky, and heard the screams, the whole town did. It was horrible everyone ran and hid, even the muggles. Others were killed by death eaters by the river a year or two later."She told him, Harry heard the floor creak, as someone came close to the room.

Petunia paused and hurried to close the very ajar door. Then continued, "Thats the basics... anything else? I mean a question of course..."She whispered. Harry thought for a few momments before asking his querry.

"I thought you hated my mum, you said so yourself... But now you act like you didn't hate her at all, like you were all buddy buddy with her, what changed?"He asked. She took a minute or two to reply, the sun shined though the old window, casting a fork of light across the floor.

"I never truely hated your mum at all. I disliked wizard in general. A certian wizard..."She said her voice quieting down. "I'm sure you have a better question than that... ask it."She told him, he didn't object. He had had a querry swiming in his mind ever since Petunia had come up the stairs back at the Dursleys.

"Are you... are you a witch, too?"He asked, pondering what the answer might just be. Petuina hesitated on this question. Then answered in a whisper.

"No, my parents prevented that. But Lily taught me a spell or two. Thats all though..."She replied, before looking at her wrist watch. "Oh my, my... it's already dawn. We must be going. Come." She said before leaving the room, Harry slowly followed. There was no sign of the shadow in the hall. But the shadow room door was still ajar, and he swore that he saw a pair of green eyes looking out at him, before the door closed quietly. "Harry!"He heard his aunt whisper loudly from down stairs. He followed her out.

When they had reached the curb, and the front door had closed of it's own accord, Petunia had a dark wand in her hand. She held her arm out, and with a BANG the night bus came violently down the street. Opening its doors, Petunia, and Harry boarded the bus, and payed the fee. After a minute ride in silence, they were infront of number four privet drive once more. The rain still pouring from the dark clouds.

Once inside Harry went to his room, Petunia to the kitchen. After Harry closed his door, he went under his bed, and grabbed up his cold wooden wand. A chill ran down his spine as he stood up from the messy floor. His eyes lingered for a momment on the clock as it changed to 6:18 am, then his eyes shot up to his calender. Today was 30th of July. One day left untill he would be free of the Dursley's forever, and ever. One day left untill he could be faced by certain doom. He sighed, and began putting all of his possions in his trunk.

At 7:00 am after his uncle Vernon had left for the drill company, he went down stairs for a muffin. Dudley wouldn't be awake for hours. It was the summer after all. When getting into the kitchen he found he was alone, his aunt nor cousin were in sight. This was a good sign, it ment that Harry could get a dang muffin for once.

As Harry was reaching for a muffin on the kitchen table, his Aunt Petunia entered the room. "You should go get some sleep, since you planing on leaving at midnight tonight..."She told him, hands on her hips. Harry wheeled around to face her, surprised to hear her concurned about his well being. He did not get to respond to this, due to his aunt shooing him off to bed. As he closed his bedroom door, there was a tap on the window. He turned around to find Pig, Ron's owl, at his window. He went and opened the closed window to allow the small, plush looking(and sized), owl into his bedroom.

The little owl flew in and landed on Harry's bed. Harry went over to it, and untied the letter tied to it's leg. The little owl flew up and twittered around Harry's room, to the annoynce of his owl, Hedwig, who was hopeing she would be let out sooner rather than later. Harry read the letter fairly quickly. The main part he cared most about was the last paragraph:

i Anyway come to the burrow, they've decided to hold the wedding here I guess...Mum says Fleur may change her mind though, so don't be surprised. Hermione's here, I think she's out of her mind. She was rambling about how you'll miss your NEWTS in you go get rid of Vold- no I'm not even gonna write it. No matter how much Ginny yells at me for it...speaking of Ginny, I'm glad...I mean angry about you breaking up with her! No wonder she's so upset!

Your Friend,

Ron Weasley /i

Harry folded up the letter and threw it into his trunk, still packing whatever he could find. He didn't bother sending a letter to Ron. Harry was to busy thinking about how he had broken up with Ginny about a month ago. He then went to bed, as he heard his aunt comeing upstairs. His heard full of thoughts of muffins, and Ginny.

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A/N:Okay...I think that the ending of this chapter stinks...I had planned to have Harry go to the burrow...but I got bored with this chapter...Like the chappie title? I do. I came up with it spur of the momment.