The letter was most certainly interesting. Many questions circulated through Ginny's mind. Who was this caretaker of the sword? Why was she the receiver of the Sword? Tt seemed as if the Founders themselves had planned this entire situation out, and they were laughing in their graves right now.

That thought led to an interesting thought. Where exactly were the founders buried? She'd have to do some research on that. But, since it wastwo in the morning, she'd just have to wait for that chance.

From the darkest corner of the pub, the boy watched. He watched her open the letter, he watched her read it. When she put it down she looked confused. He thought he understood, of course she was going to be confused. A stranger had given her a letter. A letter from no one, well, not no one per say, but still no one. Some one that no one knew the identity of. Footsteps sounded down the hall. Panicking the boy left his secluded corner, and ran out into the empty street.

Ginny, hearing some one coming down the steps shoved the letter into the elastic band of her pyjama pants. Looking at the stairs, she realized it was Harry. A pain went through her heart when she looked at him. Sirius really loved him. He was basically all he wrote to her about.

Ginny felt sorry for Harry, but she didn't pity him. No, pity was better saved from people like Neville. People, whose parents were alive, butwho were better off dead. Shaking her head she turned her attention back to Harry who was just sitting there looking at her.

"Was anyone else here, Ginny?"

"No, I was just talking to myself. Just thinking, I miss Sirius, I didn't know him long, but he really left an impression on me."

"Well, he was the type of person who could do that. Did Ron ever tell you that I thought he killed my parents?" Asked Harry, who was looking like he had all summer, sad, miserable, and depressed."

"We figured as much Harry. Now come and sit here, its better if you talk about it. Get your feelings out. No one else has to know about this."

So Harry and Ginny talked for hours. Once morning came, true to her word, Ginny mentioned nothing to any of the Weasley party.

The rest of the summer passed quickly. Ginny dreaming out her dreams with the altered state of clothing from the real thing. On the day before they left for Hogwarts things started to get confused again.

Taking some more money from her vault, Ginny walked down the alley. Looking in stores, stopping when necessary.

Following her instincts Ginny walked into Ollivanders. As she walked in, Ollivander bowed at her.

"It is an honor to see you again Ms. Weasley. If I remember correctlyyou have not yet received a wand of your own, but you have received something of great value. Something ancient, the Sword of the Founders. Keep it secret, and most importantly make sure it is safe. The time will come when it is very much so important to surprise someone with your skill. Now lets get you a wand."

The old man walked into the back room. Muttering something about needing a special wand. When he returned he was holding a very fancy wand box. "One of the oldest wands made still existing in this part of Europe. The 32nd Ollivander I believe, now this wasbefore wand making became common, made it. It is made out of Rowan wood, and the core is made of a single powdered dragon scale wrapped in a weaved blanket of dragon hair. This Ollivander had a skill with dragons, not unlike the skillyour brother Charlie has. Now the matter of cost, to anyone else I would charge a rather large amount, but since you hold the sword it will only cost youseven galleons." Ginny paid Ollivander and left the store. Continuing on her way Ginny walked into the pet store.

In the pet store Ginny walked to the cats. Behind an enchanted piece of glass were the remnants of a litter of kittens. The mom was a handsome grey colour, and one of the kittens was jet black, excluding its eyes, which were pure white, and the second was pure white, excluding its eyes, which were pure black.

Summoning the store matron Ginny told her that she wished to purchase the black cat.

"I'm sorry miss, but those two, they can't be separated. Special bond or such, you'll have to buy them both."

"Oh. That's quite all right; I'll take them both. They're so cute together. Like a matching set!"

"Actually, those two are the runts. The others were all pretty and grey, but these two are scrawny. I'll give them to you for free I suppose. We wouldn't be able to sell them. Just like Crookshanks." The woman muttered and went behind the glass to get the kittens. Seeing whom the kittens were for, the mother cat bowed, so Ginny knew it was all right for her to take them.

When the woman gave her the kittens, Ginny bought them each a collar. These collars had the name engraved ona silver tag. For Thunder, the black cat, she got a white collar. For Lightning, the white cat, she got a black collar. Then she left the store, to go back to the Leaky Cauldron.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron, Ginny was greeted by Crookshanks. As soon as she walked in from the Alley, the cat sniffed at her pets. Satisfied they were real cats the small tiger-like cat walked away. As she went up the stairs towards her room more people greeted her. Hermione came rushing down the hall.

"Ginny! Hide me! They've stolen my wand, and are trying to do the tickling hex!!!"

"Okay Hermione. What we'll do is- you take my Ollivanders bag and sneak to the room. Lock yourself in the bathroom. And don't open the door unless you hear our special knock. I'll distract them!"

"Okay." With that Hermione took the bag, and snuck into their room. Ginny took Thunder and Lightning and went to find Harry and Ron.

As Ginny had suspected the boys were in their room, sitting on the bed. Waiting for Hermione to come and claim her wand. When Ginny peaked her head in the room she saw that the boys were surprised.

"Where's Hermione?" Demanded Ron.

"I don't know. I just got back. I wanted to show you my Kitty cats! They're so pretty!" Ginny then jumped onto Harry's bed and shoved the cats in Ron's face. "Aren't they pretty?" Ginny squealed, feigning happiness. It was so easy.

"They're freaky! I don't know why you got them!"

"But they're a matching set, and they're really cute! You're so mean Ron! I'm telling mum!" And with that she flouncedfrom thebed and walked towards the door.

"Ginny! Wait! I suppose they were kind of pretty. Let me get a closer look."

When Ginny gave him the cats, leaned up against the bedside table, and slipped all three wands into the cats' carrying case. Scooping up the cats she ran out of the room. She shouted over her shoulder that she had to go find Hermione.

Laughing she ran to her room, locked the door, and gave the signal.

After that, the two girls talked into the night, and in the early morning they drifted off into sleep, dreaming of the next day.


A.N: Sorry this chapter is so short, but I really couldn't think of anything else to write. I got out my main ideas in this chapter, and I hope to say that my next chapter will be longer than this.

On a more cheerful note, I wish to thank my reviewers.

Adios

Eireann