Mrs Weasley screamed as a group of people apparated outside the Burrow.

" Fred , George , Hermione , Harry , Ron , Ginny and Bill get down now. They've arrived. Oh God they are here. Okay Molly calm down."

Mr Weaslay welcomed them in. A tall blonde women with olive skin and fur robes stalked in without a word , she was followed by a thin man with a black moustache. Gabrielle entered wearing olive green robes and her brother Jon , tall , blonde , lean and muscular went behind her.

" Zis is a house " said the Woman. " Back in France we ave a cuboard bigger than zis."

" Well then go back " snarled Ginny to herself. Jon looked over at her and smiled. She felt her heart lift and smiled back. Harry intervened. Ginny sat down on the sofa , while Harry walked over to Jon.

" Hi I'm Harry Potter."

Jon's eyes widened and his gaze fell upon Harry's scar. " I am Jon. Jon De Lecour."

" Pleased to meet you " said Harry. " Oh and Jon.." Harry cleared his throat. What he was about to do went against everything he believed in. But he was sick of acting weak , it was time he took some of the prize for himself.

" Yes " replied Jon casually in a smooth French accent.

" See that girl over there " said Harry pointing to Ginny.

" I do " said Jon a smile appearing across his face.

" Well she's taken " said Harry.

Jon smiled at Ginny again and then faced Harry , but there was no sweet blue eyed smile for him. " Listen Potter. I see no name tag on zis girl , so all I have to say to you is..."

" Jon " exclaimed his Mother. " Do not let me hear zis language again."

Harry smirked and faced the boy. " Dont threaten me."

Jon laughed. " You're jealous Potter , because I have made the sveet girl smile , more than you could ever so. Now if you vill excuse me."

" I wont " said Harry. " You better back off Frenchy. Ginny's mine."

Ginny stood up and came over. " Is everything alright Harry?"

Harry nodded. " Everythings fine Gin."

Jon laughed and took her hand. " Come sit vith me sveet girl and tell me all about your life here at ogwarts."

Harry felt his blood boil. He looked at Ginny. No he screamed to himself as he looked pleadingly into her eyes. Dont Ginny.

Ginny's heart raced as she saw Harry. What are you thinking Harry she wondered. Do you care that this boy is trying to win me over. She let Jon guide her over to the sofa. I want you Harry , but if this is the best I am ever going to get.