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A/N: I would like to say thanks to my readers, y'all are awesome. 200 some reads! And again thanks to Mudblood428 for her wondrous job beta-reading.
The next day, Harry woke up with a blinding headache, but, thanks to Mrs. Weasley's excellent care, that was his only remaining symptom leftover from his multiple stunning. He reached over to his nightstand and fumbled around for his glasses. Finding them, he pushed them on his face. As the room came into focus, he got his first whiff of sausage, eggs, and bacon. He quickly threw on some clothes and raced down the stairs and into the kitchen, but when he got there he found, not Mrs. Weasley cooking, but Ginny.
Looking over to see who was making the racket, she caught the expression on Harry's face. An awkward silence fell over them. Harry was just getting the courage to say something when Ron burst in, having obviously smelled the food himself.
Little by little, the rest of the Weasley family arrived in the kitchen. They had their typical meal, with several conversations going on at different areas of the table, but instead of participating, for the most part Harry just listened. After the meal Harry had rushed to get his broom to do some flying to clear his mind, but Ron and Hermione cornered him, leading to a bench in the garden.
"We need to talk," began Hermione.
"What's going on between you and Ginny? Well, more importantly, what have you decided about you and Ginny?" asked Ron.
"Uh, I really don't know. I have listened to what you have both told me throughout our time at the Dursley's and I have been thinking about it, a lot. But… I'm scared to death that something might harm her, but…blimey, I miss her so much. And like you have both said, whether I go out with her or not, Voldemort will know that I will do anything if she is in danger." Harry replied .
"Well, you better decide something fast, because this isn't good for either of you. Ginny is good at hiding her feelings, but I've been her friend for a while, and this is tearing her apart, and if I'm not mistaken, you too."
Ron and Hermione started to walk off when Ron turned around and said, "Oh, and Harry, make the right decision."
Harry spent most of that day in the garden, pacing and thinking. People had tried to approach him to see what was wrong, but Ron and Hermione kept them away. After diner that evening Harry asked Ginny for a word alone.
"What's the matter Harry?"
Harry was pale and sweaty; he kept shuffling his feet and pulling at his collar. He cleared his throat.
"Ginny, I…I think I made a mistake about us. I can only hope that you will accept me back."
Ginny gave Harry a look of hurt and confusion. She then turned on her heel and ran up to her room while Harry stared after her before following after her only to stop at the kitchen door to find a worried Mrs. Weasley and Hermione.
"I'll go talk to her." said Hermione.
Harry decided to follow behind her a ways, just enough to hear. When she turned the corner in front of Ginny's room Harry stopped to peer around the corner.
Hermione knocked timidly on Ginny's door.
"Go away!" She sounded like she was, or had been, crying.
"It's Mione, Ginny" Harry could hear some sniffles and shuffling around before the door opened. She had obviously been crying, but was trying her best to cover it up. Mascara was smeared around her eyes and she kept sniffling and wiping her nose.
"What's wrong Ginny? What happened?"
Hermione stepped farther into Ginny's room and closed the door to a crack. Harry walked up closer and was just able to peer through the crack.
"Harry asked to get back together with me."
"Well, that's good isn't it?" said Hermione who was starting to get excited.
"Well, yes… and no, I don't know! Hermione I just can't go through the pain of him dumping me again and right now I can't be sure that he won't."
"Ginny, Harry cares for you more than anything, that's why he broke-up with you in the first place, but I have been talking to him for the past three weeks and he wants to get back together with you. I don't believe he would give you up again, because the truth is that he does care for you deeply and so… whether you're together or not, you're in danger. Plus, there's the whole fact that half your family is in the Order of the Phoenix, and you're a blood traitor, and that Harry is one of the most powerful wizards of the age and one of the safest places to be is with him."
"And this is how Harry feels - that no matter what I'm in danger and he would never want to let me go again?"
"Yes."
Harry heard her squeal and jump up he whipped around the corner and down the stars, luckily always out of sight of Ginny. He arrived in the kitchen just in time to go out the door and start to pace.
Ginny burst out of the kitchen door and looked around the garden before she spotted him. After running to him she jumped into his arms catching him by surprise.
"Yes!"
"Yes what?" answered Harry. He was still bewildered over the whole situation.
"Yes, I will accept you back, of course!" Then she leaned in and kissed him. When Harry broke the kiss he had a huge smile on his face.
"I'm glad you had a change of heart."
"Well, I think we need to start making up for lost time." With this she leaned in again and they kissed passionately. This lasted until Harry opened his eyes slightly and caught Mrs. Weasley watching them teary eyed.
It had been around a week and everything was going well. Harry spent every moment he could with Ginny, which wasn't too much what with wedding plans happening. Harry had finally found something to take his mind off finding the remaining Horcruxes. Maybe that's why it caught Harry by total surprise when Ron and Hermione cornered him, again.
"Harry can we speak with you for a moment?" Ron and Hermione asked hoping to not anger Ginny by excluding her.
"Yeah, sure. We can go up to Ron's room," Harry answered while giving Ginny a reassuring look.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry headed to the top room. It was still bright orange and messy.
"What are we doing Harry? We have to decide soon," said Hermione as Ron shut the door behind them.
"I know, but I'm just not sure Hermione, I know you think we should go to school, and yes it would help us, but… this is urgent. We have to destroy them and quickly, and I think school would slow us down."
"I don't think that is the way Dumbledore intended us to do this though. He wouldn't have wanted us to rush into it, without even knowing how to destroy a Horcrux, or even where to start looking for one. Hogwarts is where we need to be to start our research and Hogwarts is the safest headquarters. Plus, Voldemort is so far more advanced than we are right now. We need to go back or we don't stand a chance!" She was huffing for lack of air and her face had turned red. She had been worried the whole time that they were about to rush into something that, at this point and skill level, they would surely fail.
Harry waited a long time before answering. He kept going over his past experience with Voldemort, and then he came to Dumbledore's battle against him in the Atrium. He couldn't fight like that - not yet anyway. He had only been on the receiving end of Voldemort's full power once.
"Your right. We can't do this now. We need to go back to Hogwarts." At this statement, Hermione squealed and hugged Harry. He knew Hermione's biggest goal was to be Head Girl, and it had been killing him to know that he would be taking that away from her.
"We have to write McGonagall, tell her what's going on, and arrange with her our extra lessons and get permission to leave when we need. Also, we need to discuss who to tell, if anyone else."
"Well, I'm one person you don't need to tell, not that you would!" To their total dismay Ginny was standing in the doorway with an Extendable Ear sticking out her left ear. She turned around and ran from the room. A few seconds later they heard her door slam. Harry got up to go after her but Hermione stopped him.
"No Harry, let her be for a while. In the meantime you can write the letter to McGonagall."
Harry sighed and pulled out some parchment, a quill, and ink.
Dear Headmistress McGonagall,
Hermione, Ron, and I need to talk to you in private. It is about what Dumbledore was doing last year when he left the school. Please respond soon.
Harry Potter
A/N: I am not good at mushy scenes so don't expect too many. Also, plz just hit that little review button. Your reviews will tell me either that I am right on target and I shouldn't change anything, or that I went way overboard and I need to right myself, but with nothing I am in the dark! Help me here guys and gals!