A/N: Hi guys! I got a craving to write, and believe it or not, the craving yelled, "HARRY POTTER!" instead of "GOOD CHARLOTTE!" so that's just pure luck for you guys, isn't it? Someone mentioned that my story had become a little repetitive, and I didn't understand until I reread this chapter. If you didn't catch the repetitivism, (Is that a word?) then don't worry about it, but if you did, then I'm sorry for it! Lol. Also, I may take out the pet name, 'love,' because my b/f calls me that and it gets on my nerves. Lol. And I don't really wanna think about him the whole time I'm writing. I know, horrible. Did you guys see HP IV? I DID! It was good, but if you know me, then you know that I pick out every flaw in a movie. ESPECIALLY HP. So everything they did wrong, I pointed out to my friend. Lol. Okay, I'm shutting up now. READ ON MY DEARS!

Chapter 18

Naughty Words and Faces in Flames

Harry groaned in frustration and sat up. They seemed to have quite a few train episodes and got interrupted every time. He could hear voices outside his compartment.

"Oh here we go." Said a feminine voice.

"The blinds are shut! It may be occupied." A male voice said.

"Oh pish tosh, come on." And before Harry could do anything, the door to the compartment slid open and two girls and a guy walked in. Harry drew his knees up to his chest and tried to act casual.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought this compartment was open. We'll just be going." One girl with curly dark brown hair apologized and turned around.

"You're Harry Potter!" Another girl with short, straight black hair said with a wide smile. He smiled weakly back.

"Yes—" his voice cracked and he cleared his throat. "Yeah I am."

"Sorry to have bothered you." Another girl with long black and brown hair said. She grabbed her two friends and pulled them out of the compartment, the boy being dragged by the one with the curly hair. The door slid shut. Harry sighed and fell back onto the seat just as the train gave a lurch. Instead of landing on his back on the seat, he landed on his face on the floor.

'This is totally pointless. We already know the rules. We already know when it is okay to give detention, and we know how to help out the younger kids. Shut UP.' Ginny thought

"Ginny, is your mind on more important things, or are you just purposefully ignoring me?" Professor McGonagall said. Well, her face did anyway. Her head was sitting neatly in the small fire in the prefect compartment.

"Neither professor, I just got sidetracked. I'm sorry." Ginny replied instantly. McGonagall gave her a look, then continued talking. Ginny thought she was about to crack when McGonagall finally said they could go. She stood up and raced off down the train, burst into the compartment and slid the door shut and locked it.

"Bloody hell, Ginny. You scared the crap out of me." Harry said, trying to regain his normal breathing pattern. Just then someone started banging on the compartment door.

"Ginny! Let us in!" Hermione demanded.

"Find a different compartment!" Ginny yelled back.

"Absolutely not! Open this door." Ginny nearly cried in frustration.

"Please, Hermione!" She begged. There was no answer so she thought she'd won, but then Hermione muttered something and the door slid right open. "Dammit!" She cursed and turned around. Harry slapped a hand over his mouth and turned away. "Are you laughing at me?" She asked in disbelief. He shook his head vigorously and Ginny rolled her eyes. Ron and Hermione pushed their way past her and sat on the seat across from Harry.

Ginny was still surprised that Harry was laughing at her attempt to get them alone, when he wanted it probably worse than she did. She was going to yell at him, ignore him, or hit him, but she decided to be really evil instead. Putting a broad smile on her face, Ginny plopped down on Harry's lap and he gave her a look that said, 'don't you dare.' She just smiled and shifted her hips.

She slyly slid one hand down to rest on the crotch of his pants and then leaned her head forward and touched her lips to his ear. He shivered and Ginny chuckled. Time to work the magic of a woman.

"Harry." She whispered in his ear. "You want this don't you Harry? You need it, you crave it. You want the feeling of my bare body against yours. You want to touch me and kiss all my pink parts, don't you?" Ginny kept on at this, occasionally rubbing him through his pants. He lasted longer than she thought he would. After ten minutes of her whispering nonsense dirty things in his ear, he finally tried to speak.

"Ginny, no, stop. They're sitting right there."

"They don't know what I'm saying."

"That's not the point!"

"What's the point? Am I making you happy?" She flicked her tongue over the rim of his ear.

"DEAD CATS!" He yelled, making Hermione yelp and Ron to give him probably the weirdest look he could muster up. Ginny burst out laughing and had to bite Harry's shoulder to stifle them. He yelped and tried to move his shoulder but she bit harder and he groaned almost silently. Surprised, she moved her head back and looked at his face.

"Oh you like it, don't you?" A smile spread across her face as she watched his turn a deeper shade of red.

"Oh my god!" Ron yelled, standing up. He grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the compartment, slamming the door behind them. Harry cast a spell at the door to lock it. Ginny got up and sat on the other set of seats. He stared at her.

"What?" She asked innocently. He growled and practically tackled her.

The Hogwarts express pulled into the Hogsmeade station and came to a stop. Torrents of students filed out and found their friends on the platform. Ron and Hermione were found by Terry.

"Thank Merlin, do either of you know where Ginny is?" He asked.

"I don't even want to know where she is." Ron shuddered.

"She's on the train, but I wouldn't look for her if I were you." Hermione grabbed Ron's hand and they disappeared within the crowd.

"Harry, hurry up. We're not gonna make it out of here!" Ginny was frantically throwing on her Hogwarts robes and running a brush through her hair. Harry got up and did the same. They grabbed Hedwig and Eglantine, then hurried down the train and jumped off right as it started to move again. Ginny had almost fallen three times. To their relief, a carriage had stayed for them and they hopped on.

"Have fun?" Someone snarled. Ginny and Harry jumped. Hermione and Ron were both sitting in the carriage with them. Ron had spoken.

"Do you really want to know the answer to that?" Ginny snapped back. Ron scrunched up his nose and looked out the window. "Ron, he is my fiancé! I can do anything I want with him whether you like it or not!" Her brother didn't reply, just grunted and kept a steady gaze out the window as the carriage sloshed and swayed back up to the castle.

"At least they held a carriage for us." Harry said, placing a hand on Ginny's knee, which was shaking. She just shrugged and stared out the window as well. Harry and Hermione exchanged a look and stayed silent the rest of the way.

The four hurried into the castle, put down the birds and headed to the great hall. Professor McGonagall had already started making her 'welcome back' speech so they had to creep along the table until they found empty seats and sat down. When she finally finished talking Ron stood up and cheered. Not because the speech was good, but because now he could eat.

Hermione figured this, so while Ron was busy cheering and looking everywhere but the table, she grabbed a chicken leg, which had just appeared, and shoved it in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes at her, but then quickly began grabbing everything in reach the chicken leg still hanging from his teeth.

"Goodnight Harry." Ginny said once they got to the common room.

"You're going to bed now?" He asked, disappointed. "It's only nine thirty."

"I'm sorry, hun, I'm tired." She apologized.

"Okay. Want me to come up later?"

"No, I think I want to sleep tonight." She laughed.

"We could both sleep."

"You know very well we wouldn't."

"So?"

"Goodnight Harry." Ginny laughed, kissed him quickly, then trotted up to her dormitory. Harry sighed and sat down in front of the fire. Eventually everyone started heading upstairs until it was only Harry left still staring into the fire. His eyes were getting heavy, but he forced himself to stay awake just a little longer, to see if Ginny might come back downstairs.

"Harry!" He whipped around and looked behind him and did not see a thing. He frowned, then turned back to face the fire. "Harry!" He heard again. This time it seemed to come from in front of him, so he looked around frantically. "The fire!" He looked down into the fire and about had a heart attack. Sitting amongst the flames was a man with a snow white beard and hair that were so long, you couldn't see where they ended.

"Who are you?" Harry hissed after a few minutes of pure shock.

"Harry you cannot tell me you don't recognize me? I look no different." The blue eyes behind the half moon glasses twinkled.

"Oh I recognize your appearance. But this is completely impossible. Who are you?" He demanded.

"It is I, Albus Dumbledore." The face said.

"Liar! Who are you?"

"Are you suggesting I am not who I say I am?"

"I'm suggesting that you tell me who you really are instead of trying to be someone I know for a fact to be dead!"

"Ah, but did you ever see my body in the casket?"

"Well, no, but that doesn't mean anything. You were in there."

"Was I?"

"Yes, wait, what am I doing. Yes, Albus Dumbledore is dead. You are not Albus Dumbledore!"

"We'll see about that." The head said before disappearing with a pop into the flames. Harry sat staring at the fire for a long time before he dragged himself up the stairs and into his dormitory. He lay awake for a while thinking about who could've been in the flames, and eventually fell into a fitful sleep.

A/N: Yeah shut up, I know it sucks hardcore. But god, you don't have to come out and say it sucks. Just because I think it sucks doesn't mean I want to hear from you guys that it sucks. Tell me WHAT sucks and I will fix it. OH! Thank you so much for whoever reviewed about sorting after easter. Sorry my brain was somewhere else at the time. Anyway, this chap's just a filler and then an idea came to me towards the end. So yeah. I don't like this chapter at all. I don't know why I didn't just delete it and write a different one. But oh well, it's an update.

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