A/N: Ello, my name is Devin, and I will be writing this lovely story for you. I hope you enjoy it. It will get pretty random in places, and you may not get my sense of humor, but oh well. Some criticism is appreciated, but comments like "this story is shit" makes no one happy, so please don't post them. Spankyou much! The POV will move around from General, Harry, and my OC. The random humor probably won't come till the next chapter, or the end of this one.

Love Will Find A Way

(POV General)

Harry was sitting on the edge of a lake in the middle of a large clearing. There were no sounds around him but the sounds of the forest. Everything was peaceful. He tossed a rock into the water and watched the ripples move along the surface. When they had disappeared, he looked up and spotted a figure across the lake. There was a girl, around his age. She was sitting on the ground, crying into her hands. He got up and started walking along the edge of the lake towards her. As he moved, he studied the young woman.

She was wearing a yellow sundress with sunflower patterns on it. She had long red, wavy hair that cascaded down her back and came to rest just above her backside. She was small in build and had pale skin.

He was now just six feet away from her. He moved slowly towards her and reached out a hand to touch her shoulder. She began to move her hands away from her face and turn towards him. He was finally going to see her face-

"Oi! Get up! Mum wants everyone downstairs for breakfast!" bellowed the voice of his best friend, Ron Weasley.

"Son of a bitch," muttered Harry as he pulled his head out from under his pillow. He'd been having the same dream for weeks. Every time he was about to see the mysterious girls face, he was woken by something. He wanted to know who the girl was who haunted his dreams every night. Shaking his head, he climbed out of his bed and headed towards the bathroom to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, Harry waked into the kitchen of the burrow to find it filled with much noise. He looked at all the faces surrounding the table. There were faces missing that should be there with them, laughing and having a good time. Many had been lost in the war. It still affected everyone, but people were trying to move on. The main face missing from the Weasley table that morning was that of Fred Weasley. He had been killed during the war, and the family was still recovering.

"Good morning Harry dear. Did you sleep well?" asked Mrs.Weasley from the stove where she was cooking bacon.

"Very well thank you." He said as he took his place in between his best friends Hermione and Ron.

"Are you all packed and ready to go for when breakfast is done?" asked Mrs.Weasley, as she threw a stern look over her shoulder.

"Yeeees," chorused Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny.

"Good. Arthur should be along in a few moments with a ministry car. Maybe for ONCE we will make it to the train station on time!" said Mrs.Weasley as she shook her head. The four teenagers smirked at each other, each remembering the chaos that used to take place on mornings of going back to Hogwarts. They all finished their breakfast and trudged up the stairs to get their school trunks.

"So, did you end up having that dream again Harry?" asked Ginny.

"Ya. And I as SO close to seeing her face until SOMEONE came and woke me up," He replied giving Ron a meaningful glance.

"Sorry mate, but if I hadn't have come to get you up, Mum woulda beaten me with her spatula," said Ron.

"Ya well, next time I'm not gonna beat you with a spatula. My idea is more along the lines of sticking it somewhere, cause I know how much you like it when Malfoy does it," said Harry with a grin.

"That's it fuck face! You're going down!" yelled Ron as he lunged for Harry. Harry sprinted up the stairs, laughing and glancing behind him at Ron perusing him up the stairs. He ran up four flights of stairs until he reached Ron's room at the very top of the house.

"OK! OK! Truce!!!" Harry yelled as Ron tackled him as he ran into Ron's room.

"Only if you say "I love naked purple unicorns…..named Herman!" Ron said with a grin as he sat himself on top of Harry.

"Don't make me state your fantasies!" shouted Harry, hit voice muffled.

"If that's how you want it," said Ron as he raised himself off Harry and then let himself fall down on top of me. Harry let out a loud groan.

"Do I even want to know what you guys are doing up there?" shouted Ginny up the stairs.

"We're having kinky sex involving fuzzy handcuffs! Ron is very demanding!" Harry shouted back.

"I KNEW IT!" they heard George shout several flours down.

"Just say it Harry, before the whole house comes up here to see what we're doing and ends up hearing you admit your deepest desire of Herman."

"Urg fine! I…..love naked purple unicorns….named Herman," Harry muttered.

"Aw now mate, shout it for the whole house to hear. You shouldn't keep it all bottled up," Ron said with a grin

"I LOVE NAKED PURPLE UNICORNS NAMED HERMAN!!" he yelled just as Hermione walked into the room.

"Glad you finally got that off your chest," said Ron as he stood up and walked towards his bed where half the contents of his trunk lay, very much unpacked and very messy.

"You two need a therapist," stated Hermione as she plopped herself down on Harry's camp bed. "Did you guys see the paper this morning? There are a whole bunch of Americans and some Canadians coming to our school this year!" sad Hermione excitedly.

"Wooo, freaky foreigners to torment!" said Ron doing a little happy dance. Harry gave him a weird look, deciding that he would repress the memory of seeing Ron do that.

"I wonder if any of them love books!" Hermione said with a manic look in her eye.

"I'm sure there are 'Mione, but unfortunately for you, you're the only one in this world that spends so much time in the library that everyone calls you the book rapist. There they are, on the shelf, just being their bookish shelf and then OH NO! It's Hermione, coming to rape them with her mind!" said Harry as he waved his hands in her face. "But then again, maybe there is and you can fall in love and have books instead of babies."

"Harry…..you have a messed up mind. I'm not even going to ask how you came up with raping books with your mind…."

"With great skill. Now, help me find a missing sock. It's got Captain Underpants on it." Harry said as he got on his hands and knees to look under Ron's dresser.

Twenty minutes later, everything was packed and Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione were out in the garden waiting for the ministry car to arrive. After about five minutes, a lime green car pulled up in the Weasleys driveway. They all looked at it funny.

"Yay, we get to look like flaming gays!" said Ron jumping up and down happily.

"Right…..I'm not sitting next to him. I'm not in the mood to get molested," said Harry as he edged away from Ron.

"There's no escaping me! MUAHAHAHA!" Ron shouted as he dragged Harry into the car after him.

After half an hour of slapping Ron's hand off his thigh, and a lot of pouting from Ron, they reached Kings Cross Station. They made their way to the brick wall between platforms Nine and Ten and slid through the hidden entrance to platform 9 1/3. It was way more crowded then any other time that they'd ever seen.

"Holy shit there's a lot of people! We must be getting A LOT of new kids. I wonder how many will be in Griffindor-" Harry got cut off by someone bashing into him. The other person hit the ground and he landed on top of them. He looked up to see the bluest eyes he had ever seen. He was mesmerized by them.

"Ah! Get off me you perv!" the girl said in her Southern accent.

"Excuse me? You ran into me!" Harry said angrily, coming out of his trance.

"Don't be such a dink." She said.

"LIKE you just called me a dink!"

"Oh, but I believe I just did!"

"Why are you so irritating?"

"Why are YOU still on top of me?" she demanded with a smirk worthy of a Malfoy.

"Oh, right." He said as he jumped up. The girl pushed herself off the ground and stood facing her. She was very small. She was around 5'3 while he was at 6'4. She had long red hair, pale skin and the bluest eyes. He almost found himself being mesmerized by them all over again…

"Uh, what are you staring at?"

"Nothing!"

"Well PervBoy, as unlovely as it was meeting you, I must be off."

"Hey! I have a name! And I'm not a perv1" Harry said indignantly. She smirked at him again as she disappeared into the crowd.

"Well, I've already found a new kid I don't like," said Harry with a scowl.

"Oh come off it mate, be saw the way you looked at her."

"Ya, you totally like her."

"Nuh-uh!"

"He's in denial," said Ginny as she walked off towards the train, Ron and Hermione following behind.

"No I'm not!" said Harry as he hurried after them.

A/N: Riiiight…..that wasn't that interesting. But it'll get better soon. There's gonna eb unexpected twists, so look out!