There's no Author's Note, so I thought I'd give you a disclaimer instead!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry, or any of the other characters.
"My office, as soon as you get done eating," Remus whispered as he passed the four sitting at the lunch table. He continued walking and took his seat at the head table. Harry raised one eyebrow.
"Wonder what that was about." Ginny too looked surprised.
"Well I guess we'll see later." Hermione said shrugging. Ron nodded, his mouth still full of food.
' Remus' Office '
"We're going to the ministry." Remus told them after they were seated in front of the fire.
"Wait, I thought you said it wasn't safe to do this yet!" Hermione accused.
"Only me and Harry are going," Remus told her, "We're only going to get him informed, so he's ready when the time comes." Remus quickly stopped any more of Hermione's questions. "Get your traveling cloak, Harry, we need to get going."
"Yes, sir." Harry jumped up and made to leave. The others followed him out.
"How long do you think you'll be gone?" Ginny asked him, Ron and Hermione had stopped to argue over some obscure fact.
"I don't know."
"Are you sure you want to go?"
"Yes."
"Harry…"
Harry sighed and stopped walking. He turned face Ginny, taking her by the shoulders he said, "Gin, I'm only going to go talk to him, there's no way I could get in any kind of trouble," Harry explained, looking her in the face.
"I know," Ginny was now staring at the ground, refusing to look Harry in the face. "I'm just scared. Scared about what could happen to you, to Sirius…" She looked up and Harry realized she was crying. He wrapped her in his arms and felt her lean into his chest.
"It'll be ok, it'll all be ok," Her whispered to her, you could still hear Ron and Hermione arguing. After a few minutes Ginny had stopped crying and she pulled away from Harry.
"Come on, the sooner you get going, the sooner you get back." And the two walked back to Gryffindor tower, hand in hand.
' The Ministry of Magic '
"I'm so prettyyyyy, OH so prettyyyyy…" A horrible male voice could be heard singing.
"I think we should be able to handle Black on our own, minister." Remus assured Scrimgeour.
"Then you're on your own." He took off back down the hall as fast as he could with out running. Remus laughed and turned the last corner before arriving at Sirius' cell, Harry wasn't far behind. The singing stopped immediately.
"Well I was wondering how long it would take you to get your lazy ass down her, Moony." Sirius said, his grin stretching from ear to ear.
"Mr. Moony would like to present the fact that he has classes to teach."
"Mr. Padfoot would like to say he's sick of singing all day long."
"And I don't care!" Harry half yelled, "Could we please get down to business?"
"Ok, party pooping stick in the mud. Just remember, you're not the one stuck behind these bars."
"Shut up Sirius! Now we had some good news, but I guess you just don't want to hear it." Remus turned around and began to walk away.
"Noooo, Remyyyy! I didn't mean it, I swear, from now on I'll behave! Just don't leave meeee!" Sirius whined like a two year old, smiling when Remus turned back around. The three stood huddled in front and behind of the bars.
"Fine, since you apologized, here's what's gonna happen…"
'Dumbledore's Office'
Dumbledore sat in his office replaying the conversation with Draco over and over again in his mind.
"I just… I know I should hate her." Draco had stammered, "But there's just something about her."
"Who, Draco?" Dumbledore questioned; he was fairly sure whom the young boy was talking about, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.
"Hermio… I mean Ms. Granger. I can't seem to take my eyes off her! When ever she's around my heart starts to race and…"
"Draco, have you talked to your father about this?" Draco's expression said he didn't.
"He wouldn't understand. He'd laugh at me and then…"Draco looked at the floor, his face turning red.
"What you feel for Hermione is nothing to be ashamed of Draco. Your father might not approve, but then again, he's not you."
"He'll kill me if he finds out about this."
Dumbledore sighed, he felt sorry for Draco, his father really never would understand.
'Gryffindor Tower'
Ron and Harry bid the girls goodnight and headed off up the stairs to the boys' dorms. "You know, Harry, Hermione sure has been acting weird lately."
"I know, I wish I knew what goes on in that head's dorm." Harry stopped at the door marked '7th years'.
"Guess we'll never know." Ron opened the door and trudged in.
"Hey mate," Harry yelled, following him through the door, "What ever happened to you and Lavender?" He had to duck to avoid a small object that had just been flung at his head. Ron could be heard laughing.
"I don't know what happened, in fact I was just thinking about asking her to go out with me again." Ron confessed with a shrug.
"If you do, promise me you won't snog in the common room anymore. That was just wrong." Harry told him, shivering at the thought.
"Harry, wrong is you dating my sister," Ron told him jokingly.
"Then why don't you stop us?" Harry challenged Ron, who was digging something out of his trunk. As he searched, Ron flung things everywhere, and Harry was picking them up when, with out looking up, he answered, "Because, when you look at her, I can tell that you love her, and she loves you."
"Ron, do you not want me dating Ginny?" Harry, for once, looked unsure about the answer he would get.
Ron stood up from his trunk, a box of huneyduke's best in his hand. Sighing he went and set them on his bedside table, then jumped on his bed.
"It's not like I don't want you together, I guess I'm just not used to the idea of you marrying my little sister."
"I'm anxious about what your mum will say." Harry kicked his trunk and it came unlatched.
"Don't worry about it, Mum likes you. She'll be delighted, she's always thought of you as her own son."
"Ron, that's exactly what I'm worried about."
"Well don't! Now I'm going to bed, you should too; we have work to do tomorrow. Goodnight Harry." Ron concluded before yanking the hangings on his bed closed.
"Goodnight Ron." Harry echoed, climbing into his own bed.