Chapter 2

Burrow, 9:00 A. M. (Eastern-Standard time. From here on in, I shoot with out a script...) Inside joke

Harry reluctantly got out of bed and glanced over at Ron's bed. He was gone. Harry really did not want to think about where he might be. He threw on some robes from his trunk. When he was walking towards the door, he heard a soft scamper running up the stairs, but he didn't really think much of it. He walked down stairs and saw Mrs. Weasly making a breakfast of eggs, toast, pancakes, bacon, and sausage.

"Where's Ron?" Harry asked as casually as he could.

" I think he is out on the Quidditch field practicing with Ginny."

Harry's face must of shown a little too much relief because Mrs. Weasley asked, "What was that for dear?"

"Oh, nothing" he said cheerfully, and ran up to his room to grab his Firebolt. He grabbed it, and was running out of his room when his leg knocked off the book on the end of his bed onto the floor where it fell open, and a note slid out. Harry curiously grabbed it and read it.

It said:

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Harry I love you.

Harry just assumed it was some overly obsessed girl trying to get his attention. He had grabbed it from the owls he got about twice a week, but had told Hedwig to just drop them a few weeks ago. He was surprised but just figured he'd slipped it in there for a book mark. Though he couldn't remember when he had done that, so he just shrugged it off and ran down to the pitch.

When he got down there, he jumped on his broom and threw up a golf ball and caught and then he said to Ron:

"Hey guess what I found in my book?"

"Probably some spell that would hurt me a lot if you hit me with it right now." he replied as casually as he could. They both broke down laughing.

"Yea I have a lot of those, but that not what I was talking about."

"Hmm what then?" he replied

"It was a love note from someone probably just an overly obsessed girl that I don't even know. The poem was pretty lame. I was just wondering if you knew about it."

Neither of them noticed Ginny do a sharp turn but Ron thought he heard a small sob although he wasn't sure.

"Nope I don't know anything about it; sorry mate."

Ginny turned back. Now her eyes were slightly puffy, but neither of them noticed. They continued to play 'till dusk.

"Ok we'd better go in for supper, or mom is going to get flipping pissed" Ron said.

They all flew down and went inside Ginny moved in rather quickly, not wanting to talk.

Tonks and Remus joined them for supper and there was a lot of talk. Remus said that he would be going back to the school this year to train Harry in special areas of magic.

"Hmm, that sounds...interesting" Harry said trying not to sound scared at dueling a full strength wizard.

Tonks was moving the turkey over towards her and her hand slipped into the gravy, and burned her. She fixed it right away.

"Sorry for being so clumsy Molly" whimpered Tonks, still cradling her hand.

After supper Ron and Harry went up to their room and Ron asked if he could see the note.

"I swear I've seen that handwriting I just don't know where..."

"Oh don't worry about it. It's bloody bad though, and you're right, the poem is pretty lame not to mention so not original"

They laughed about it for a little bit then they heard a light scamper that Harry had heard before. He ran over to the door and opened it up. He looked up and down the stairs.

"Hello?" Harry hollered.

"Who was it?" Ron asked.

"No one probably just rats or something."

But it was someone; Ginny was up in her room crying.

A/n thank you for any review I get and please remember this is my first story and I accept ALL kind of praise or criticism . Thank you I love my readers :) And still looking for a beta. My sister is helping me a lot. She even had to correct my author's note.