" These are tough times Harry " said Mr Weasley. " The Wizarding world has become a dangerous place.

Harry nodded , not sure of what to say in response.

" Surely you must be frightened Harry."

" A little Sir. But I'm not sure what exactly I am frightened of the most , Voldermort killing me , or me killing Voldermort."

" Why are you so uncertain about your survival Harry?"

" Mr Weasley , Professor Dumbledore is gone. I am unsure of everything now. Maybe if he was alive , I would have held some hope , but now I am just grasping strings."

Mr Weasley nodded. " I understand. But you must not lose faith Harry. You are every bit as powerful now as you were sixteen years ago if not more. You can beat this."

Harry listened and sighed inwardly. He had heard all this before from the greatest wizard he had ever known and now he was dead. What chance would he have.

Fred walked over and touched his Fathers arm gently. " Is Mum okay Dad.?" George looked anxiously at Mr Weasley.

" She is right as anyone could be in this situation boys. All she needs at the moment is rest and plently of it. That means keeping all trouble at a miminum height understand?"

" Yeah " murmured everyone in response.

" Well then who's for a game of Quidditch in the yard " cried Fred. " Is that okay Dad."

" Yeah...fine...sure you boys go on. Ah Hermione could I have a word?"

" Sure Mr Weasley. " I'll be out soon Harry" said Hermione."

" Thats a girl " said Mr Weasley. " Sit down there and I'll explain myself."

" Hermione I'm sure you have noticed a change in Ginny's behaviour recently and well I was hoping that maybe you would keep an eye on her , once you get back to school. Its just that Ron and Harry are lads and they wont be as gentle or as understanding as you could be towards her."

" Sure Mr Weasley. I'll do that."

" Good girl Hermione. Now I suppose you better get yourself out there with the lads. You dont want to keep Ron waiting."

Hermione blushed as Mr Weasley smiled at her and placed his fingers to his lips. " I wont breathe a word."

Hermione compresed a grin and ran outside. She could feel her face burning up so the rush of cool air against her skin was like a fresh breath of air in a crowded room.