Harry stood in the middle of a crowded room that was unfamiliar to him. Surrounding him were people all dressed in white with no faces whom were all advancing toward him. He knew that he should be afraid yet he felt no fear. The faceless people began to chant something in a foreign tongue. Although he knew no other languages, Harry understood.

"Protect the girl…they're coming for her…save her…" the faceless people stretched their arms out and Harry suddenly found himself falling. He plunged into a dark pool of water and found himself struggling to surface. When he finally took a breath he saw a small sailboat. The waves in the water were trying to force him under and a storm was raging around him but he knew that he had to get to that boat. As he swam closer he began to make out two figures on the boat; a man and a woman.

Harry swam faster until he was just feet away and could make out their faces. He gasped, breathing cold salty water into his lungs as he realized who was on the boat. Draco and Ginny stood, looking at something past him. Draco had his arms around Ginny's waist and held her tight. In return, Ginny's hand grasped Draco's muscular arms and her wet auburn hair blew in the stormy wind. It wasn't that they were together that shocked Harry so much, but that they were both nude. In that moment he instantly knew the truth. Draco and Ginny were to become lovers...

Instead of advancing Harry stopped his struggle to reach the boat and gave in to the pull of the sea...

"Help!" A voice cried waking Harry from his slumber, "Please, help!" Harry recognized the voice as Draco's and quickly jumped out of his warm bed and ran into the corridor of the Leaky Cauldron. There he found Draco running up the steps cradling an unconscious Hermione in his arms.

"What have you done?" Harry screamed his voice filled with fear.

"I've done nothing!" Draco yelled, slightly hurt, "it was them. It was that Hunters! Harry, they're after Ginny! They're going to kill her!"

Harry looked into Draco's fear filled eyes and the image of a nude Draco and Ginny came to his mind. He quickly pushed it away. "Lay her on my bed," Harry ordered Draco, "I'll get the others."

"What is going on?" A sleepy Ron cried as he walked into Harry's room and saw Hermione lying on the bed. He quickly looked at Draco whom was sitting on a chair next to the bed. "What did you do to her? He filthy git, I'll kill you!!"

Ginny stared open mouthed at Hermione as Fred slowly limped to her bedside. Harry put his arm around Ginny to console her and ignored her when she flinched.

"What did you do to her?" Ron yelled again, walking up to Draco.

"I didn't do anything! The Hunters did it. We were talking and then—"

"Liar!" Ron cut him off, "You've always hated her! Always! You hate anyone who isn't a pureblood! You're just like your father!"

Draco quickly stood from his chair and shoved Ron into the wooden wall with impressive force. "I am not like my father! I will never be like him!"

"Oh, really? Then how do you explain…"

"Shut up, Ron!" Ginny screamed. "Shut up!" Ron looked at his sister, her face was red and wet with tears and her eyes were shining with rage. "That is enough. Draco is nothing like his father and he is more a man then you'll ever be. Now, Draco please let my brother go."

Harry looked from Ginny to Draco and felt a sinking feeling in his stomach as he came to a dreadful realization; his dream was somehow real. Draco and Ginny were, or were going to be, lovers. Well, not if he had anything to say about it.

Harry loudly cleared his throat. "Well," he began, "Hermione is going to be fine. She's just been stunned, that's all. She should wake up soon."

Fred gave a relieved sigh from the side of the bed and gently caressed Hermione's forehead.

"We need to leave this place," Harry continued, "It isn't safe anymore. I think that we should all split up for a while, to confuse the Hunters. Hermione, Fred, and Draco can all go together and I'll go with Ginny and Ron. We should probably go to separate parts of the country to search for Voldemort."

"Why does Ginny get to go with you?" Draco asked.

"Because she is my fiancée," Harry answered with an eye roll, "She'll be safe with me."

"No she won't be," Draco protested.

"Are you suggesting that I am not capable of protecting my own fiancée?"

"I wasn't suggesting it, but now that you mention it…"

"How dare you!" Before anyone could stop him Harry had launched himself onto Draco and the two men were struggling on the wood floor. Harry pinned Draco to the ground and began punching his face. Draco yelled and covered his face with his hands as he struggled to break free.

"Get him Harry!" Ron yelled.

"Stop it!" Ginny screamed, "Please, just stop!"

Harry stopped hitting Draco and slowly realized what he had just done. He let go of the collar of Draco's shirt and threw him to the floor. He slowly got up and whipped the Draco's blood off of his hands and onto his pants.

"Will you two stop fighting over me?" Ginny shoved Harry against the wall, "You both are so stubborn. Just leave me alone!" Ginny quickly turned around and ran to her room.

"Let her go." Draco said before Harry could run after her, "She wants to be alone."

"Oh yeah? What do you know about Ginny?" Harry asked with his brow furrowed.

"I know that she won't be safe with you—"

"Why not?"

"I wish that you would just let me finish a sentence, Potter…thank you. Ginny won't be safe with you because of who you are. You're the boy who lived. Everyone knows who you are. If someone were to give you up to the Hunters then Ginny would be gone forever."

Harry paused and stared at Draco's bloody face. He was right. Harry knew he was right. But he wanted him to be wrong. "But…"

"Harry," Fred whispered, "I hate to say this, but he's right. Ginny and Draco should go together. Ron should join them. They can hide out at my flat in London. They'll be safe there."

Harry looked into the eyes of everyone in the room and realized what he had to do. "All right," he said, "let's just get out of here."