In The Moors
And boy was she right.
The scene around Jessica faded, as she slipped into the past…
It had been two weeks since Ginny and Harry had gotten together. Things between them were great, and they couldn't get any better. The end of May was nearing, and so were the N.E.W.T.'s. All of the students were studying most of the time, but still managed to keep a social schedule, like Harry. He always made time for Ginny.
One school night, Harry and Ginny were planning on taking a walk and visiting Hagrid, because they haven't seen much of him lately. He was always with Madame Maxime.
Harry was in his dorm, getting a few things out of his trunk when he remembered it was after hours. He went and got the Marauder's Map and checked that the halls were clear, which they were.
"Sugarplum? Are you coming?" Ginny asked through his doorway.
Harry laughed at the nickname she had developed for him. He thought it was kind of babyish, but cute in a weird way. "Yeah, hold on muffin."
"Muffin?" asked Ginny with a strange look on her face.
"It's all I could think of for now. I'll think more about it later."
"Please do." And with that she turned on her heel, exited the dorm, and went down the stairs.
Harry laughed once again, and ruffled his hair. "Sugarplum?" he asked no one in particular.
He looked back down at the Map and saw that the ink was slowly fading. He stared in horror and wondered what he said or did, to make this happen. When it was completely gone, it started to appear again but in a different form. A few moments later, Harry recognized the shape. And then it finally came into view. The Marauder's Map, was now a map of Great Britain. Harry didn't understand this at all. He studied it, not looking for anything significant, just something that would tell him what was going on.
As his eye came across the town of Little Whinging, where the Dursley's lived, he noticed something. On the outskirts of the town, in the middle of the moors, was a dot with someone's name printed above it. Just as if Snape was in his office, there would be a dot in his office labeled 'Professor Snape,' but this was different. Someone was hiding in the moors, and the Map was telling Harry this for a reason. 'There must be a reason for this,' Harry thought. 'There must be.'
The name printed on the Map made Harry's head swim with worry. Who was the mysterious person hiding out close to the Dursley's? Harry didn't want it to be true, but it was. Voldemort was in the moors.
Harry took the Map and ran downstairs. He ran up to Ginny.
"What took you so long? Hagrid will be expecting us!" Ginny said impatiently.
"Forget Hagrid. We can't visit him tonight. Please go find Ron and Hermione. We all need to talk."
"But H-"
"Ginny, just go, please. I'll explain everything later. Last I heard they were in the Library."
Ginny looked into his eyes and knew something was wrong. "Be right back," was all she said as she left the Common Room.
Harry watched her go, and then took a seat in front of the fire, and put his face in his hands and thought hard. A few minutes later, he had a plan.