Ginny walked off the airport, her luggage rolling behind her smoothly as she scanned the crowd for her family. They didn't know about her half-blood status, and she preferred to keep it that way. Her mom would blow a casket, and her brothers would torture her worse than usual. No, she was keeping this her little secret. Besides, the memory charm that Athena had used was flawless, covering anyone her parents may have had contact with in the months preceding her arrival at the Burrow, and as a child of a maiden goddess, her dad had to have been completely faithful. There was no reason to let them think she was any more or less than the daughter of Molly and Arthur Weasley.

"Ginny!" At the sound of her name, Ginny turned around, and saw a group of people that were obviously wizards, due to their eccentric appearance and a young woman wearing a Weird Sisters T-shirt. Also, the presence of the real Mad-Eye Moody made her positive that these people were here to get her. She sent a glance over to where Luna and Neville were greeting their families, on the other side of the room. Satisfied that they were out of sight unless you knew where to look for them, Ginny walked over to her guard, her bag being taken by Professor Lupin. She muttered a quick thank you and walked up to the young woman, who had purple hair and a kind face.

"Hey, what's with all of the security? I didn't think that I was that popular." The girl next to her smiled, and said,

"Its procedure now. You're a Weasley, and thus a target for death eaters. Oh, and I'm Tonks, an Auror that's a member of the Order." The woman had a bubbly way about her that reminded Ginny of Luna. She instantly liked her.

"What's the Order?" Ginny asked, confused.

"The Order of the Phoenix. It's a group of people that believe that Voldemort is back, and are prepared to fight. We protect people and guard things that we don't want the Death Eaters to get their hands on. For example, Weasleys who have to spend a month or so with their aunt in America. Or even Harry Potter, though we're not getting him until tomorrow. Until then, we're in charge of you until we get to headquarters. Then, your parents can have you."

"Where's that?" Tonks gave her a small smile, and replied,

"You'll see when we get there. It's got the fidelius charm on it. Dumbledore's the secret keeper, but he wrote the address on a piece of paper, so that you can get in without him being there."

It sounded simple. "Ok, and how are we getting there?" the daughter of Athena asked, her curiosity peaked. Was she gong side-along, or the floo, or…

"Car. We drove here." Ginny pouted.

"Why couldn't we fly?"

"There are only three guards, no need to involve brooms. Besides, headquarters are here in London, not far from the airport." She and Ginny proceeded to chat casually about music until they got to the airport entrance, after Ginny had commented on the shirt.

Ginny took a deep breath as she and her guard stepped out into the cool London air. It was chilly out, the sun about to set. Instantly, Tonks started to an old car, Remus and Mad-Eye following. Ginny hurried after her, Lupin allowing her to pass him, looking around for any sign of attackers. Seeing none, he put his wand away, and climbed into the driver's side and put the keys in the ignition. Ginny and Tonks were in the back, relaxed, Mad-Eye riding shotgun, his glass eye whizzing around freely, randomly sticking at odd times.

The drive was quick, though Ginny wasn't really paying attention, thinking of the coming year at Hogwarts. Things were going to be different now, with Voldemort back, and Nico coming to Hogwarts. They had been dating since the summer before, and she was crazy about him, and was going to have to pretend she didn't know him at first. He was going to pretend that Drake wasn't his brother, that he hated him. This would be the third year at Hogwarts since the four Hogwarts students had been claimed, and each year they had to pretend more and more, especially Draco. He had to keep up the cover of snooty Slytherin, even though he didn't care about that stuff. Honestly, if he was sorted now, he might even be a Gryffindor. But then again, Slytherin wasn't all about blood purity and the such, so one never knew. With all the sneaking around and lying he had to do, he was probably more of a Slytherin anyway.

Finally, the car pulled up to a row of houses on a dim street called Grimauld Place. They stopped in front of house number eleven, but strangely enough, there was no number twelve next to it, only ten and thirteen on either side. They got out of the car, and Mad-Eye handed her a slip of paper. She read it quickly, memorizing the narrow handwriting.

The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number 12, Grimauld Place, London.

After she was done reading the paper, she looked up, and saw the border between number eleven and thirteen separating, another house forming between them. The occupants of the other houses seemed ignorant, unchanged as a complete house seemed to fill in between them. When it was done, she started up to the door, Mad-Eye in the lead, Tonks and Lupin behind her. Mad-Eye pulled out his wand and tapped the door once, and a series of tumblers could be heard inside. The door opened slowly, creaking all the way.

"Get inside, and don't touch anything." Mad-Eye growled. She went in quickly, the smell of dust and rotting overtaking her senses. Lupin and Tonks followed, carrying her things. She took them quickly and went about half-way down the hall when Tonks bumped into something, a CRASH emanating throughout the house, and a loud shriek was heard throughout the house.

Curtains pulled themselves open, and revealed a portrait of a woman, drooling, and eyes rolled back inside her head, yellow skin taut with madness. The screech coming from her throat awoke the other portraits, which started screaming insults, flaunting their bigotry. "Filth, Scum, Half-Breeds and Mutants! Products of dirt and vileness be gone from this place! How dare you defile the house of my father's-?"

Lupin darted forward, and two others from the other end of the hall hurried to attempt to close the curtains, but the woman's clawed hands brandished themselves at them, as if trying to claw their eyes out. One of the people from the other end of the hall gave up the attempt and started to stun the other portraits, getting them to be quiet. The other two were still attempting to close the curtains, when one shouted at it, causing an even more violent reaction from the painting, but the two men managed to close the curtains, exhausted. The woman who had been stunning the other portraits turned around, grateful for the silence. A grin formed on Ginny's face.

"Mum." No matter what, Molly Weasley would always be her mum, even if there was no blood relation. Mum smiled too and rushed at her daughter, enveloping her in a huge hug. Ginny held on tight, missing the familiar feeling of a mother's hug, as Athena wasn't really a hugger.

"I missed you." Molly whispered as she held her daughter.

"Missed you too mum." Molly pulled away after a few minutes, and said

"You're sharing a room with Hermione, just upstairs and a few rooms down. Dinner's not for a while, so you're going to have to wait with the others." Ginny grabbed her luggage and quickly brought it upstairs, looking into the first room she saw. Ron, Fred, George, and Hermione were sitting on a couple of beds, deep in discussion. Ginny cleared her throat and got their attention. Hermione was the first to reach her, knocking the breath out of her. Next was Fred and George, who held onto her at the same time, releasing at the same time with grins on their faces. Finally, Ron hugged her tightly, Ginny reaching up in order to do so. Merlin, he got tall over the summer! She let go, grinning at her brother's lanky frame.

"So, what's going on? What is this place? Tonks already told me what the Order was, so you don't have to cover that." She sat down next to Hermione, and relaxed.

Fred was the first to speak. "This is headquarters for the Order; it's also the Black family house. Sirius is lending it to Dumbledore, because it's got the most wards on a place, other than Hogwarts. It's damn impossible to break into, and it's got a fidelius charm, so unless Dumbledore tells you where it is, you really can't get in. Us kids are stuck up here while the adults have their meeting, since making this house livable isn't an option in case we try too hard to get close to the kitchen, where the meetings take place. They don't tell us anything, saying we're too young. Oh, and did I mention that we're not allowed to tell Harry anything, even after a dementor attacked him."

"WHAT! Harry was attacked by a dementor? When did this happen?" Ginny panicked. Harry had been attacked. Voldemort at large was starting to feel more and more real. Once again, she was glad that she, Luna, Neville, and Draco had decided to alert Chiron that summer. Even though a lot of the campers had groaned at the possibility of another war, it had been necessary.

"Two days ago, and so far, we have no idea when anyone's going to get him." This time it was Ron, upset that he wasn't allowed to talk to his best friend, even now that they were going to get him out.

"Tonks said that tomorrow night people would be bringing him here." Ginny added, figuring it could be of some comfort. Instantly, Ron and Hermione's eyes lit up, happier already.

"He'll be here? Tomorrow? Thank God, maybe he can call off Hedwig, I don't know what's gotten into that bird!" Only then did Ginny notice the fresh cuts that had been on her brother's and her best friend's fingers. Harry had probably told Hedwig to make sure he got a reply, if they hadn't been telling him anything. Alone with the Durselys, the knowledge of Voldemort's return, and the dementor attack, Harry was probably going crazy. A pang of sympathy rushed through her as she considered the circumstances.

Hermione noticed the luggage at the door, and immediately stood, making her way to the door. "We're sharing a room, I'll show you where it is." She picked up the luggage, and went down the hall, Ginny following at her heels. When they got to their room, Ginny took her luggage and put it on the empty bed, sitting down next to it. Hermione smiled at her friend warmly, saying, "I'll leave you to unpack." With that, she closed the door behind her, shutting it quietly.

Ginny laid down, arms dangling off of the bed behind her. She let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding, and relaxed fully. She closed her eyes for a few minutes, and lay there, half-asleep. Eventually she opened them, and opened her trunk, unpacking her belongings. She took out a few "mortal approved" pictures, including pictures of her at Hogwarts, or those at home, and a few of camp, though those only included faces, never a background or reference to anything Greek or Roman. She couldn't take the chances of someone getting suspicious. Ginny then put her clothes in the chest on her side of the room, putting them in their proper place neatly. One of Nico's sweatshirts that she had stolen tumbled out, and she put it under her bed, next to her trunk which was slid under there smoothly when she finished packing. Hermione came back in, closing the door behind her for privacy.

"I see you're finished." At Ginny's nod, she continued. "Dinner should be ready soon, but not for at least a half-hour. Are you hungry?" Hermione asked, remembering the time difference. Ginny shook her head.

"I ate on the plane, I'm fine."

Hermione smiled and leaned forward, her elbows resting lightly on her knees. "So, tell me about America."

Ginny smiled as the memories of Camp rushed over her, washing over her brain, thousands of images coursing through her head. The primary focus was of course, Nico. He had been the one to get her, Neville, Luna and Draco to camp in the first place. A blush formed over her cheeks as thoughts of their summer, and previous summers when she had a crush on him washed over her. "It's really relaxed, a lot different from here. New York is so busy, even if I only on Long Island! All the places, the sounds, it's incredible! And there are a couple of kids by my aunt's house my age, so I hung out with them. It was really fun, overall. Tiring, but fun." Hermione gave her an all-knowing smile.

"I take it that there was a summer romance there?" Ginny gasped. Her blush was really that obvious?

"Not exactly a summer romance, so to speak. We're still together." seeing Hermione's confusion, she explained. "He's a wizard, and he's transferring to Hogwarts this year. Salem didn't want him for the same reason that Fred and George might end up rich someday."

"He got expelled for pranking! I feel bad for the teachers. If he's that bad, then how are they going to handle him, and the twins?"

"I made him promise to be good, and so did his dad. He has to be, or else he gets sent straight to Durmstrang. And he really doesn't want to go there, a little too far from home for his taste. Plus the idea of learning another language doesn't really appeal to him, and neither does Durmstrang's emphasis on the Dark Arts."

Hermione gave a huff. "Well, if that's it, I guess I won't tell your brothers. Are you two going to tell people that you're dating, or are you going to keep it secret for a while?" Ginny shook her head.

"We're going to keep it secret. I didn't say that he couldn't give the boys ideas, and he believes Harry, doesn't think that someone would lie about that kind of thing, so I don't want them to hate him. He's aiming to be in Gryffindor, so if he's got classes with you guys, I don't want any jinxes going his way."

Hermione pouted. "Ok, I won't tell anyone, but if he does anything bad…"

"I get the picture, besides; I'll deal with him first. Trust me; I know how to scare him." Ginny gave her friend an evil smile, which made her relax.

"Alright, I'll let it go. So, what else happened over your summer?"

The two girls started talking calmly, Ginny giving her friend the edited version of some events, leaving the other wizards out of the discussion. On the other side of the door, two red-headed twins pulled their Extendable Ears out from under the door. Hogwarts was getting a new prankster, who was also dating Ginny? Why, they had to find this person and meet them. It would be good to get some fresh ideas flowing, and perhaps a new ally.

But if their baby sister's heart got broken, or virtue tainted, all bets were off. They were going down.