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Ginny spent the next 3 days trying to avoid Harry as much as possible. The only time she every realy had to be around Harry was at dinner and she could usually relate her quietness to a headache.

Then, late at night on the third day, Ginny woke and noticed Hermione was not in the room. Thinking this was definatly strange, she grabbed her wand and stepped outside the room. She could hear very faint talking coming from somewhere upstairs. Grabbing a pair of extendable ears from her room, Ginny walked up the stairs. She stopped when she reached Ron's room and realized the talking was coming from inside. Ginny unraveled the extendable ears and used it to listen in on the conversation.

"Tomarrow night?" Hermione asked. "I didn't think we'd be leaving so soon after the wedding."

"We have to hurry. Voldemort's not going to stop and wait for us to catch up." Harry said.

"What are we gunna do when we leave?" Ron asked.

There was a pause of silence. "Let's go over everything we already know." Hermione suggested.

"Well, we know Voldemort has 7 horcurxes." Harry started.

"Horcruxes are peices of his soul. In order to kill him, we must destroy the horcruxes." Hermione said.

"The diary and the ring were horcruxes, but they were destroyed. We know Voldemort and his snake are also horcruxes." Ron added.

"We suspect Sylitherin's locket and we know he wanted something of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Dumbledore said something about Hufflepuff's cup." Harry finished.

There was silence agian. "What are some places you think they might be Harry?"

"Places Voldemort has a strong memory of. I think my parents house, the orphnge he grew up in, or even Tom Riddle Senior's house. There might be other places I don't know about."

Ginny felt the breath catch in her throat. They knew alot of things the Order did not know about. How could they talk about these things without letting anyone else know? And they were planning on leaving! How could they do this to everyone?

"Let's hurry up and decide what we need for tomarrow night. We need to make a plan before I go back to Ginny's room." Hermione said.

Ginny listened on a little longer before she went back to her room. When she heard Hermione enter, she pretended to be asleep. Hermione didn't know any better and soon Ginny could hear the even sounds of her sleeping breath.

Ginny pulled out her trunk and began to fill it with anything she could possibly fit in it. Then, she pulled it out of the room and quietly dragged it down the stairs. She scribbled a note that only said goodbye and left it on the table. She pulled on her cloak and dragged her trunk down the road until she could hardly see the burrow. Then, she raised her wand to call for the Knight Bus to take her away.

Harry woke in the morning with a start. When he sat up and put his glasses on he found out why.

Hermione was standing in the doorway. The door was swinging a little from when she had thrust it open, knocking it agianst the wall, not caring how loud it was. Ron looked up from the floor between his and Harry's beds where he had fallen out of surprise.

"Bloody hell Hermione. The least you could-" Ron was cut off.

"Ginny's gone!" Hermione panted.

Harry and Ron were silent for a while. Ron's jaw was hanging open and he was clutching his blanket around himself. Harry's glasses were lopsided and he looked like it was taking a while for him to understand what Hermione had said. They simply sat there and staired at Hermione. The scene would have been comical under a diferent situation.

"G-gone?" Ron finally managed to choke out.

"Gone. She took her stuff in her trunk by the looks of it. She left a note. Mrs. Weasley just found it a moment ago."

"A note? What does it say?" Harry asked.

Hermione gulped and looked down for a second. When she looked up, she had tears in her eyes. "It just says goodbye."

Ron slipped off the bed he had just been trying to get back onto. He got up and hugged Hermione. "Mum must be shocked."

Hermione nodded and looked at Harry. He was stairing at a wall, just stairing. She walked over and grabbed his hand. "We'd better go check on Mrs. Weasley. Come on Harry."

Harry followed Ron and Hermione as if he were a robot. Down the stiars, through the doorway, to the kitchen, and then he was sitting across from a crying Mrs. Weasley. He didn't have to say it was his fault. He knew Ron and Hermione knew what he was thinking. If he hadn't gotten close to her, she wouldn't be gone, even if she left on her own. Voicing his opinion would have probably made Mrs. Weasley worse and Ron and Hermione would only argue.

Ron was trying to comfot his mother but to no avail. He soon gave up and turned to help Hermione write small letters to Charlie, the Twins, Bill and Fluer, Percy, and Mr. Weasley. They needed to know Ginny was gone.

"Harry are you alright?" Hermione asked when she was done. She conjured two cups of tea. She handed one to Harry and the other to Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley was know pacing the room sobbing about not being a good enough mother and not being able to give Ginny everything she wanted.

Harry looked at Mrs. Weasley and shook his head. "We've got more then one mission now." He wispered. Ron and Hermione understood.

Soon the house was full of redheads, but it wasn't the usual happy, roudy group. The atmosphere had a sense of dispair. Mr. Weasley stayed in the kitchen to talk to his wife while Charlie, Percy, the Twins, Ron, Harry and Hermione sat in the living room. No one seemed to want to talk. The silence was more uncomfortable then the questions they knew they would have been asking. Finally, someone broke the silence.

"Why would she leave?" Fred yelled. George sat next to him with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

"We don't know." Ron said. He seemed to be acting as if Ginny's leaving was his fault.

"It doesn't appear to have been a struggle. And it's not like she was under a spell. She wouldn't have taken her things and she wouldn't have left a note if she was." Charlie said more to himself.

"She wouldn't have left at all if she wasn't!" George yelled.

"Nobody knows why she left ok! So stop taking it out on each other!" Hermione yelled suddendly standing up.

Everyone staired at her, shocked by her outburst. She suddenly burst into tears and sat back down. Ron wrapped his arms around her and shot glares at his brothers. No one spoke agian.

That night, Hermione walked into Ron's room with her trunk packed and shrunk so that it fit in her pocket. Ron and Harry were sitting on a trunk trying to squish it closed enough so that they could lock it. Hermione waved her wand and everything came rushing out of the trunk, knocking Harry and Ron right to the floor. The clothes folded themselves and the books stacked themselves neatly. The stuff zoomed back into the trunk and it closed with a click.

"That's the clever witch we all know and love." Ron said. Harry smiled and shrunk the trunk.

"That was Ron's trunk wasn't it?" Hermione asked as she bent down to pick something up.

"Yea," Harry answered. "How'd you know?"

Hermione smiled and held up a pair of Chuddley Cannon underwear. "Because of this." She started to laugh. Harry laughed as Ron turned a shade darker then a tomato and ran to snatch the boxers from Hermione's grasp. He stuffed them into his trunk and re shrunk it, muttering to himself.

"Are we ready?" Hermione asked. Ron and Harry nodded. The three friends started down the stairs together. Ron left a note on the table, right next to Ginny's, telling his mum not to worry. Then, they walked outside to call for the Knight Bus not knowing that Mrs. Weasley was watching them through her window.

"That's the second child that's walked away."

Well, I promised it would get alot more interesting and here it is. Hope you liked. The story will just get better and better I can promise you that. Hints? Well... people find other people and something happens with someone, someone comes back from the dead... not very helpful but that's what i'm here for )! Reviews! They make me smile. And it's much better to see me smile.

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