"Do you think he'll be ok?"

"Of course he will. This is Harry Potter. He's always ok."

"How long has he been out now?"

"About four hours...maybe five."

Harry was laying in his bed at the Burrow. He heard many voices, and wanted to answer them, but he couldn't move.

Hermione, Ron, and Ginny were sitting around Harry's bed, waiting for him to wake up.

Harry tried to open his eyes, but they felt extremely heavy. He eventually fell asleep, somehow exhausted from trying to move.

Harry found himself in a small room with a crib, a rocking chair, and toys scattered on the floor. There was a woman with bright green eyes holding a baby. She was singing softly as the baby started drifting off to sleep. Suddenly, the door burst open, and a hooded figure hurried in. The woman was screaming, and she clung tightly to the baby in her arms. She tried to get away to save her child, and was repeatedly saying, "Don't kill Harry! Take me! Not Harry!" She hurried to push the man aside and get out the door, but he raised his wand and shouted, "Avada Kedavra!" As the woman fell to the ground, the scene changed.

Harry was in the Chamber of Secrets. He saw Ginny lying unconcious on the cold stone floor. He tried to run to her, but he couldn't move. Then he was on top of the Astronomy tower and watched as Dumbledore was engulfed by a bright green light and flew off the ground.

The dream changed again, and Harry was on Hogwart's grounds. He saw himself on the ground, kneeling by bloody robes. He was holding a long sword that was also covered in blood. (See "The Last Battle" for the rest...)

This image disappeared and was replaced with Ginny in Diagon Alley, surrounded by Death Eaters and Dementors.

Harry's eyes opened wide and he was panting.

"He's awake!" a female voice cried. Almost as soon as he woke up, Harry was gently pulled into a hug in a flash of flaming red hair.

"Ginny..." he whispered hoarsely.

"Harry! I was so worried about you. We all were. I thought you would never wake up!" Ginny exclaimed as she let go of Harry and straightened up. "I'll go tell mum and have her bring you some tea or something..."

Right when she turned around the door opened, and Mrs.Weasley bustled in carrying a tray full of food. "No need, dear. I've got it taken care of." She set the tray down in front of Harry and sat on the edge of his bed.

"How are you feeling, Harry?"

Harry gave her a weak smile. "Fine." Mrs.Wealey frowned at him. "Harry... you're not fine. You nearly died the other day. It's ok to say you're not fine! There's nothing wrong with it. And I would think that you of all people have a reason not to be."

Harry sighed. "You're right. I'm not fine at all...I'm terrible." Mrs.Wealey gave Harry a hug. "You'd feel better if you would talk to us about things that are bothering you." She stood up and headed for the door, but turned around. Ginny was sitting at the foot of Harry's bed eating his soup.

"Ginny! That's for Harry!" she exclaimed. Ginny looked down at the half emptty bowl and handed it over to Harry. "Right. Sorry." When Mrs.Weasley left the room, Ginny climbed up the bed so she was lying next to Harry.

She put her arm around him and snuggled close to his side.

"I love you Harry. I hope you know you can tell me anything, I'll always be here for you when you need me."

Harry grinned rolled onto his side. "I do know that Ginny. Thanks." He closed his eyes.. "I love you too." he whispered. He fell asleep, feeling warm and safe next to Ginny.