OK thanks again for the review. I will be updating a little quicker, but I'm sorry about it. It's just life and me trying to live it. Anyway enough of that ok.

I will be explaining everything that is going on please be patient. This story is going the way that I want it to. I do apologize for leaving you in the dark but it was kind of needed. I want to keep my story moving forward. I also apologize in advance for chapter 19 or twenty. Really I think it will be nineteen but just want to be safe.

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Chapter 15

Ginny's Confession.

Harry awoke on a cold stone floor. He instantly knew he was dreaming; he had been here before. He was tired of feeling this cold. He was tired of seeing this house and tired of not knowing why he was here. What was the point of this house? Harry grabbed the door knob, just as he had every other time he was here. He yanked his hand from were it had become frozen to. The same burning pain shot up his arm. The sound of his blood dripping on the stone floor filled the room.

He already knew all of this. He had been threw it before. But the same thing inside him pushed him forward every time, Curiosity. Every time he had been in this dream he had seen a bit more. He wanted to know why he was here. Comprehension seemed to dawn on him. Perhaps this was a trap. He had dreams like this one last year. This had to be a trap. Harry turned around. Ginny stood in front of him holding his wand towards him. She was crying.

"I am sorry Harry. I couldn't hold on to you. I just don't know what to do."

"What do you mean Ginny?"

Harry awoke with a feeling of unease. Something about this dream was unsettling. It just felt real. Something about it felt real. And why was Ginny crying. His curiosity was getting the better of him. He could not allow this to happen. The last time this happened, someone died. Harry shook the dream from his head.

He got out of bed and prepared for the day. It had been a week since Ginny needed a break. He headed down to the Great Hall for breakfast not bothering to wake his best friend.

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Ginny awoke from her dream with a start. She had almost told Harry what was going on. He had asked her in the dream and she was about to tell him. She wanted to tell him. She needed to tell him. Why didn't the dream just let her have a bit more time?

"This is stupid," she said to herself, "you will see him today at the Quidditch match. If he shows you can talk to him then."

Ginny found her emotions harder to control the longer she was away from Harry. She had only needed the space from him because of that stupid dream. He was torn from her and she could hear Tom's voice in her head. He was going to kill him because of her. He could still read her thoughts and emotions. With the knowledge of the prophecy in her mind it would only be a matter of time before he found out the full contents. And with that knowledge Harry would not be safe.

She needed to push herself away from Harry. As hard as it was, she believed it was for the best. But now she wasn't so sure. She knew it would hurt him, but she didn't expect to see him run from her. She didn't expect him to close everyone off. He was hurt and it was because of her.

Ginny forced her thoughts to the back of her mind. She needed to get ready to start the match. She needed food. She needed to be with Harry. Would he forgive her though?

Ginny got dressed and walked to the Great Hall. Harry was not there when she showed up. Perhaps he was still sleeping. She knew he woke up but maybe he went back to sleep. Or maybe he was already in the locker room. Ginny's nerves got the best of her. She found that she had lost her apatite. Knowing that she would need some strength she forced some food down before Hermione showed up.

"Ginny." Hermione's voice was sweet and concerned. Ginny looked up at her friend and smiled. Hermione sat down on the other side of the table across from her.

Ginny was too nervous to speak. What if Harry didn't show up today? Would he be that mad at her? She couldn't bare the thought of losing him. She had already lost him in one aspect or another. He wouldn't be the same, even if she could get him back.

Ginny had finished what little food was in front of her and she started for the door. Hermione was close behind her after she finished her pudding.

"Don't worry Ginny; you'll be fine out there."

She looked up at Hermione. If only it were that simple.

"It's not the game Hermione, its Harry. What if he doesn't show?"

"I have never known Harry to miss a Quidditch game on his own accord."

Ginny thought about this. She knew that he had never missed a game that he was able to attend. But this time it was different. She was on the team this time and she had just hurt Harry. She would know if Harry wasn't there when she got to the locker room, and would have to deal with it then.

"Good luck with the game, Ginny. And don't worry he will be there." And with that Hermione was off towards the stands leaving Ginny alone to enter the locker room by herself.

As she entered her initial fears diminished as she saw Harry sitting on a bench. He didn't lift his head when she came in and a new wave of fears washed over her. What if he didn't want to hear her reasoning behind needing a break?

Ginny started to change into her Quidditch robes all while watching Harry closely. He didn't move. He never looked up. When she had finished changing into her robes the rest of the team had shown up and changed.

After a little while Harry stood up to make his pre-game speech.

"It's time," was all that came from his lips and he glared at Ron for his sarcastic, "not his best speech," comment. The players began filing out towards the pitch leaving Ginny and Harry in the locker room. Harry made a motion as if to say something but then frowned and walked out. Ginny's heart sank. He couldn't even stand to be around her anymore. He didn't even know how to talk to her. She didn't blame him for it either. This was her fault she should have talked with him. But at the time she was so sure that she was going to lead to his death. Now as more of this dream unfolds she wasn't so sure anymore.

Ginny followed her team mates to the pitch. Harry walked up and shook Malfoy's hand, if you could call it that. They released each others hands right after they touched almost like there was an electric current running through them. Madam Hooch gave her pre-game speech about how she wanted a good, clean game. This whistle blew and Ginny kicked up off of the ground. She was followed by her fellow chasers, Katie and Ron. The two beaters David and Jason followed the Slytherin chasers and took their place. Crabbe and Goyle took up the rear.

She headed straight for the Slytherin goal post. Dogging a bludger with a barrel roll she threw the quaffle towards the center goal post after faking to the right one.

"Gryffindor scores," the announcer's voice cheered.

Slytherin's in possession of the quaffle. Derek throws the quaffle to Blaise. A well aimed bludger knocks the quaffle off its path and Gryffindor is in possession. Ron passes to Ginny. She flies towards the goal post, fakes right and Dives with that motion, tossing the quaffle behind her to Katie who scored on a wide open left goal.

"Another score by Gryffindor. They take an early lead, twenty to zero." The announcer trailed off in the middle of trying to state the differences between the Gryffindor chasers and the Slytherin chasers, when Ginny grabbed the Quaffle from Blaise and scored only seconds later. She had successfully scored two times in under 2 minutes. Derek threw the quaffle to Blaise. He pitched it to Zanzibar. Zanzibar shots and Dean makes a finger tip save. He throws the Quaffle to Katie. Katie flies towards the goal post, dodges a bludger, and passes to Ron. Ron throws towards the left Goal post while a carefully aimed bludger deflected it into the right post.

The game had gone on for over an hour and Gryffindor had clearly dominated it. The score was now one hundred and fifty to zero. Crabbe threw the quaffle hard at the center post and Dean halts its progress. The Quaffle drops and Ron catches it. He passes to Ginny. She raced down the field diving halfway. Goyle followed her. She pulled up on her broom to ride just above the ground. Crabbe caught them. She was in trouble. She tossed the quaffle up in the air just as she kicked from the ground.

Ron caught the Quaffle and passed to Katie, who was open for the field. She dashed towards the Slytherin goals only to be hit with a bludger that she had not seen. The Quaffle fell. Ginny gained possession of it. She streaked for the goal and tossed the quaffle at the right goal. It grazed the keeper's finger tips but he was not fast enough to stop it. The qauffle ricochet off the ring, and into the right post.

"Gryffindor scores," was the last thing that could be heard before the whistle was blown. The snitch had been caught. The final score was Gryffindor 160 Slytherin 150. They had won, but Harry had not caught the snitch. Ginny watched him as he descended to the ground and walked into the locker room. Her heart went out to him. This was the first time that he had not caught the snitch, with the exception of the time Cedric caught it after Harry had passed out and fell over 200 feet. She descended and pushed her way threw the crowd of people to get to the locker room. She needed to talk to Harry.

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Harry walked into the locker room. He had just let Malfoy catch the snitch practically under his nose. He was so distracted by his feelings that his heart wasn't even in the game. He couldn't bear to be around anyone at the moment. How could he let Malfoy catch the snitch practically right beside him?

The door to the locker room opened and Ginny walked in.

"Harry," she began. Harry looked up at her. "I am sorry about the match."

"Spare me Ginny. What do you really want?"

"Well Harry I did come in to see if you were alright."

"And why would you care about that."

"Because Harry, I still love you." Harry could feel her words sting as she said then. She couldn't expect him to believe that could she?

"Harry I am sorry about this. I tried to tell you earlier."

"When Ginny, when did you try to tell me."

"Since Wednesday but you've been avoiding me."

"Yeah, well I seem to remember it was you who wanted the break."

Tears filled in Ginny's eyes. Harry could tell that she was hurting but he didn't care. She did this to him, not the other way around.

"Harry," Ginny strained through sobs. "I am sorry." Ginny walked out of the locker room. Harry sat back down on the bench. He couldn't believe that she just expected him to forget all that happened. She left him. Harry could feel his eyes starting to water.

"Harry can I have a word with you." Remus' voice startled Harry. He didn't even hear him enter.

"Why does everyone want a word with me? Just leave me alone." Harry turned his back to the door. He wasn't in any mood to speak with anyone at the moment.

"Harry I think that you are making a mistake."

"Yeah and what do you know about it."

"Well I did marry your mother. She was a lot like Ginny to tell you the truth, really more in spirit than anything else. Just listen to what she has to say. She was trying to apologize to you."

"And how do you know this. Were you listening to our conversation?"

"No, she has talked to me about what has been going on all week."

"Yeah, well at least she trusts one of us."

"She trust you as well Harry. Just listen to what she has to say."

"I think I have had enough of this conversation. She did this to me. I didn't do this to her." Harry got up and walked out of the locker room. He headed towards the castle ignoring Remus yelling for him to wait.

What was with everyone trying to make him look like the bad guy in all of this? He didn't do this. This was Ginny's fault. Why couldn't she just talk to him before? What was she so afraid of? Harry stopped at the castle doors.

"Of course, she was afraid of Voldemort. If she was with me she could feel Voldemort." Harry kicked himself for not thinking of this before. She was distancing herself from him because of Voldemort. And now she was trying to apologize. Remus was right. He should listen to what she had to say.

Remus caught up to Harry.

"Harry would you please listen to me." Harry looked up at his former school teacher. His eyes were reddened with tears. Remus pulled Harry into a hug and tried his best to comfort him.

"Do you know what the last thing I can remember in my original body is, Harry? Well I was talking with you and your mother. You see we were going to make Sirus our secret keeper and he was on his way over. I had laid you down in your crib and kissed your forehead goodnight.

I could hear Sirus entering the living room. I descended down the stairs to the meet up with him. He had something he wanted to talk to me about. As I took a step off of the stairs I fell to the ground. It was really weird. My vision had gone out and my head was really light. When my vision returned and I stood up, I wasn't in the same room. I recognized where I was immediately. It was Remus' flat.

I tried to apparate back to my place but I couldn't. There must have been an anti-disapparating jinx on the place. I went to go outside to apparate but sudden movement to my right stopped me. I looked over to where it had come from. At first I thought that Remus was standing there. He was staring right back at me. He had turned into his wolf state. It wasn't for at least a few seconds that it dawned on me that I was starring into the mirror. The wolf in front of me was actually my reflection. I had to wait until the morning to go back to you and your mom. I couldn't use magic in this form. When I awoke the next morning I saw the news in the paper. James and Lily potter had been killed at the hands of lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort had been stopped by you. Sirus had betrayed me.

I was devastated. I had just lost my wife and my best friend was to blame."

Harry looked up at his dad. The thought of Sirus entered his mind. The amount of compassion he felt for the man had grown. It was in some way Remus' fault in a way that Lily had died. He preformed the switching spell. He agreed to let Peter be the secret keeper.

"Remus."

"You can call me James now if you like."

"Ok James well thanks. I kind of needed that. I am sorry about what happened before. I didn't mean to snap at you."

"It's ok Harry."

"Well yes and no. I have just been really upset lately."

"I understand Harry."

"Well you see this all started because Ginny and I have been having this weird dream. We start out together and then I get dragged away. I can feel the dementors in the room but I can not see them. I run through the door and I run into Ginny but she is cloaked. She is crying. She hands me my wand and apologizes. So far that is all that has happened. It's just a bit weird because it feels so real. Ginny suggested a break after the dreams first started."

"Well Harry maybe you and Ginny are having a prophetic dream. I can't be certain but that is always a possibility. I remember when Sirus use to have dreams like that." James went silent. Harry could see that he was still pretty emotional about what he had told him. The loss of Sirus was really hard on him. Harry could see that now. He was stupid for thinking that he was the only one that had mourned his passing.

"I am sorry James, really I am. I miss Sirus too."

"I'll be ok Harry, really."

"Thanks James, again I am sorry but I need to go." James nodded at him.

"Harry, just be careful with that dream. It could be another trap as well."

"I know. I won't let what happened to Sirus happen to anyone else." And with that Harry left James' side.

Harry entered the castle. He needed to find Ginny. He was ready to let her explain. He entered the Gryffindor Common room. She wasn't there. Hermione was sitting in the corner reading some books.

"Hermione have you seen Ginny." Hermione looked up from her books. She nodded and pointed at the stair case, indicating that she was up in her dorm.

"Can you go and get her please." She glared at him. Then set her book down and walked up the stairs. After a few minutes she returned with a very red eyed Ginny.

"Ginny can I speak with you."

"Sure Harry."

Harry led her out of the Common room.

"Do you mind walking around the lake with me, Ginny?" Ginny nodded her approval. Harry could tell that she was still upset. He led her down to the shores of the lake. He wanted to know why she had needed the break in the first place.

"Ginny, I wanted to apologize to you. I should have listened to you when you tried to explain earlier. I am sorry for that."

"Yeah you should be. Why didn't you just let me explain anyway?"

"I guess I was still upset that you didn't trust me enough to let me know why you wanted a break. I didn't know what I had done wrong."

"Harry you didn't do anything wrong. I know it sounds bad but really it was me."

"What do you mean?" Harry wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.

"Well Harry that dream has had me pretty shaken up." Harry was now even more confused. How did that dream scare her?

"What happened in that dream Ginny?"

"You see I lost you and I couldn't find you. I could hear Voldemort in my head. He was going on about how he needed to get the full prophecy. He had found away to actually get the information. It was through me. He kept thanking me for letting him know."

"How can he get to you? Is it because of the link you share with me?"

"No I put a part of myself into that diary and he can still feel what I can feel. He doesn't know what I am thinking but he knows how I am feeling at the moment."

"So you share a connection with him."

"Yes and I know the Prophecy. I didn't want him to get the information. I needed to stay away from you because I thought that through our connection he might be able to strengthen his connection to me. If he gets the prophecy we are in trouble. If he finds out that you are the only one…"

"Ginny we are stronger together than we ever were apart. You know this."

"I know, but it was hard to deal with his voice in my head. It all felt so real. I thought I was going to lose you. I thought I was going to get you killed." Harry could see the tears forming around her eyes again. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him. Any doubts that he may have had about her feelings towards him seemed to dissolve. All he could think about was comforting her. Ginny looked up into his eyes. He could see the relief spread over her face. Harry leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She kissed him back with an equal force of passion.

They could feel their feet rise off of the ground again. Time took its noticeable retreat from reality. They didn't care too much. This was a feeling of normalcy to them. This was placing them right back into their comfortable lives, that seemed out of reach only an hours ago.

"Ginny I'm sorry that I wouldn't listen to you."

"And I am sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. I'm sorry that I put you through all of that."