A/N This will be my last chapter before Christmas, because it is like 12 christmas morning, so here is your Christmas present! Yay! Merry Christmas

Today my sister, my mom and I watched Harry Potter 1 and 2. Then we had to stop, but our original goal was to watch the whole series so far, we were a little ambitious. ;)

Ginny walked over to her dresser and grabbed the box. Opening the lid she grabbed the Galleon that the members of the D.A. carried around back in her 4th year. This is where they would get information about the D.A. A sneaky way to send messages. Talk about a sneaky way to give a clue, Ginny thought. Ginny looked at the Galleon, all it said was

Look behind poster.

Poster? What Poster? Ginny glanced around her room. Her eyes fell on her poster of the Weird Sisters. Looking doubtfully at the poster she checked behind it, and sure enough, there was a note taped to the wall. Interesting, Ginny thought, what in the world could this be about? I didn't even know he liked the Weird Sisters. Ginny opened up the note.

Ginny,

I love how brave you are. You are always putting your life at risk just to fight. You came with us to the Ministry during my 5th year, you helped 6th year when the Death Eaters showed up at the castle, and you helped during the Last Battle. You didn't have to, but you did. You are also a very talented witch. Heaven forbid I ever get on the wrong end of your wand. (If, in the future, I ever make you mad, just remember that you love me and want me to be happy.) Sorry if I confused you with the message. The real place was the Galleon, but I couldn't fit this message on the coin. The Galleon represents the D.A. which reminds me of you in many ways. Helping you with defense skills, hanging out with you in the Room of Requirement, and even you coming with me to fight at the Ministry, just to name a few. For your next clue, head back outside, (I know, it's cold but since you are in your room you can add more layers) head towards the orchard. Hint: it's big, round and red all over, and it is not a newspaper.

Harry

Not a newspaper? What was he talking about? The Daily Prophet isn't red. Maybe it was one of those muggle jokes he and Hermione laughed at all the time, and no one else got. Yeah, that was probably it.

Taking Harry's advice, Ginny put on another layer of clothes, walked out of her bedroom, knowing for the first time exactly where the next clue would be. The trick was grabbing her coat, hat, and gloves, and going back outside without getting bombarded with questions. She really didn't feel like answering her family's questions right now. Really, has her family always been this nosy or is it something new?

Mrs. Weasley set a heaping plate of food in front of her youngest son. With a mumbled, "Thanks mum!" he started to devour the food. She thought she had taught him manners over the years, but by the looks of him, obviously not.

"The food is not going anywhere, Ron! Slow down," she said to him.

Without even waiting for an answer, she went back to her baking. She was making cookies for later today. Her sons had devoured all the candy and sweets she had made for Christmas yesterday. She couldn't have everyone staying at her house without something sweet to snack on. So she was making cookies. Again.

After a few minutes of silence, Hermione came into the kitchen. She thanked Mrs. Weasley for letting her stay the night last night.

"No problem, dear. I like having you around, you keep Ron in order."

"Hey!" Ron said, trying to defend himself. Hermione just laughed as she grabbed some toast for breakfast.

"I have to go to Diagon Alley today. Ron will you come with me? I want your opinion on a book in Flourish and Blotts."

"Sure," he replied, "I'm not sure why you want my opinion on a book, but I'll come. When do you want to leave?"

"Right now," Hermione decided.

"Okay," Ron said, "Let me grab my coat." And with that, they said good-bye to Mrs. Weasley and left the house.

Mrs. Weasley heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, she could think without getting interrupted. What is this treasure hunt that Harry has sent Ginny on all about? Was it just something fun to do or was there more to it? While Mrs. Weasley started thinking about all the possibilities, every one scaring her just a bit more, her husband walked down the stairs, crossed the kitchen, and pecked his wife on the cheek.

"Good morning, Molly!" he said, "What are you up to this fine morning?"

"You seem rather cheerful this morning. I was just baking some more cookies; your sons finished all of them yesterday."

"I'm cheerful because I am planning on spending the day in the shed with the Muggle gadgets that Hermione got me for Christmas. I looked in there earlier and saw more outlets, a light switch and something Harry told me was a stapler, it's supposed to attach papers together. Isn't that amazing? Where is everyone this morning?"

"Ginny has already been down here, she was up before I was, Ron and Hermione just left to go to Diagon Alley, and everyone else is still asleep or in their room."

"Ginny was up before you? What was she doing? She's usually the last one to get up."

"Harry sent her on a treasure hunt."

"Really? Why?"

"I haven't the slightest, but I'm wondering if I should be worried."

"Probably not, Molly, he is probably just going to give her a Christmas gift or something."

"But he gave her one yesterday, I saw her open it."

"Maybe he has another one to give her."

"I hope you are right, Arthur. Here, take some food outside with you to the shed."

"Thanks Mol, I'll see you later today." Mr. Weasley started to head out to the shed to mess with the muggle gadgets.

"Don't hurt yourself!" Mrs. Weasley yelled to the back of her husband as he headed outside.

Ginny crept down the stairs, listening to her mum and dad talk. Her dad was saying something about going to the shed to work on gadgets. She thought now would be the time to head outside while they were in the middle of a conversation. They usually were in their own little world when they talked to each other. Ginny crept against the wall, hearing snatches of their conversation. It seemed as though they were discussing her treasure hunt. See? Nosy! Absolutely no privacy in this house. Oh well, they were bound to wonder why she was walking around the house so much. She grabbed her coat, hat, and gloves, and headed outside. She went straight for the old stone outhouse that the broomsticks were stored in.

A/N Sorry if the joke at the beginning was lame, and if you didn't notice the joke, you are probably lucky. It's really late (or early) and I might be a little loopy right now.

Quick rant: Don't you hate it when the characters never do what you want them to? Ron and Hermione caused me to rewrite a whole section (hence reason for rant) It is not my fault they kept showing up when they weren't supposed to. End rant.

So I put a poll on my page. Go vote! This is your chance to get your own input!

Lastly, Review! It is greatly appreciated. And Merry Christmas!