A/n: let me just say first, Thank you to all of my readers so far. The night that I posted chapter 5, my hits went from 547 to 1,261. I have to say, that's pretty good. And my reviews went from 4 to 9 in about 14 hours. Again, not bad. Now, I have to start writing or I will never finish this story before I graduate to the highschool.

Chapter 6

ENJOY

Harry awoke early the next morning, his dreams plagued by nightmares. He had just awoken from a particularly nasty one, which involved Voldemort capturing Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. His door opened softly.

"Are you okay?" Ginny asked. She walked up and sat on his bed.

"Yeah. Bad dream." Harry sat up and climbed out of bed. Ginny stood also.

"Want to go down to breakfast? Mom is making eggs and bacon for our last day here." Ginny said.

"Yeah, sure. But first I have to get dressed." Ginny walked into the hallway as Harry dressed. As Harry began to walk out of the room, he stopped and looked around at the room. He saw the many remaining burn marks from when Fred and George had lived there, he saw a few rather nasty gashes on the floor, but then he saw something that really made him get curious. A blue piece of paper sticking out of the floor. It was no more than one quarter of an inch out of the floor, but it caught Harry's eye just the same. Ginny entered the room.

"Harry are you comi- What's that?" She too had noticed the slip. Harry walked over to the slip and tugged. It came loose with ease. He muttered "Specialis Revelio!" and nothing happened. He opened the folded paper and read it. Suddenly his eyes widened in shock and he dropped it, his hands still holding air where the paper had been.

"Harry? What happened?" She picked up the paper and gasped.

To our Dearest Harry,

Harry, if you are reading this, then we are dead and you have found the Weasleys. You will be of age now and are ready to face Lord Voldemort. Harry, you must not waver now, for you are possibly the last hope for defeating Voldemort. But do not worry, for Albus will take good care of you. Be good and remember, love is the most powerful magic of all.

Your Parents,

Lily and James Potter.

Ginny looked at Harry and back down at the letter. She was shocked.

"My parents," muttered Harry. "They knew that I would find all of you, that's why they left the note here. But how come I didn't see it before?" Harry asked.

"Maybe it had a spell to not show itself until now." Ginny suggested. She gave the note back to Harry. "Come on, lets go get some breakfast." She pulled his arm and he reluctantly left the room.

"O dears, you're up early. Sleep well?" Mrs. Weasley said as she grabbed the bacon in the frying pan and put some onto Harry's plate, then did the same for Ginny. "So, are you ready for school?" She asked. Ginny glanced at harry, and knew what she had to do.

"Yes we are mom, but Harry and I need to see Professor McGonagall first, before we go to school, that is." Ginny told her mother.

"Well, couldn't it wait until school has started?" Mrs. Weasley asked. "There is so much to do in four hours.

"No, mum, this can't wait." Ginny answered sharply.

"Oh, fine, alright, you two may go by floo, but make it quick." Mrs. Weasley gave in. Harry thanked her and grabbed a fistful of floo and threw it in the fire. As soon as the flames turned emerald green, he shouted "Hogwarts!" and was whisked off to the headmistresses office. He stumbled out of the fireplace and dusted himself off, which was pointless, as the next second Ginny crashed onto him, knocking them both down.

"Sorry." Ginny said, sincerely.

"No problem," Harry said. He dusted himself off and turned. Professor McGonagall was sitting at her desk, watching them with a bemused expression on her face. She smiled and greeted them.

"Now, why have you come." She asked sternly.

"Well, we don't know if we are going to be coming back this year, Professor." Harry explained about the Horcruxes and their mission. Harry felt that he could trust McGonagall beyond all other teachers, except perhaps, Hagrid. Harry finished explaining and took a deep breath, waiting for the response.

"Well, I see your point. If you are at school then there is no way for you to search for the Horcruxes," Professor McGonagall agreed, "however, do you not think that it might seem a bit suspicious if you don't return to the school. After all, not many students here are as attached to this school as you, Harry." For the first time in a long while, Professor McGonagall called him by his first name. He knew that she was praying that he would return to school.

"She has a point, Harry." Ginny said. She looked at Harry.

"Yes, I understand, but we need our school things. Ron and Hermione also." Harry said.

"I can have everything that you need flown here for you." Professor McGonagall said. They all stood and said their good-byes. Ginny went first. She took a fistful of floo and threw it into the fire. The flames grew emerald and she stepped into them. She shouted "The Burrow!" and was whisked off. Harry grabbed a fistful of floo and threw it into the fire. He bid McGonagall one last good-bye.

"Oh, and Harry. He would have been proud." She looked Harry straight into his eyes. He knew that she meant Dumbledore.

"Thank you." He stepped into the flames and shouted, "The Burrow!" and he too was off.

Harry stopped spinning in the kitchen of the Burrow. Ron and Hermione were already up. Mrs. Weasley was upstairs, so Harry took the opportunity to explain to them what was going on. Hermione looked at him quizzically.

"So are we going to look for the Horcruxes or not?" She asked.

"Oh, we are, but only on weekends and holidays. And we have to keep up on our work." Harry added as he realized what Ron was smiling about. Ron's smile vanished instantly. Harry grinned.

"Oh, you two are back. Everything straightened out?" Mrs. Weasley entered the room.

"Yeah, Mum. Well, how are we going to get to kings cross?" Ginny asked.

"Well, Harry, Hermione, and Ron can apparated, and we will get some ministry cars." Mrs. Weasley told her daughter.

"Can't I side-apparate? It would save a lot of time." Ginny pleaded with her mother.

"Absolutely not. I don't even know if that is possible." Mrs. Weasley said.

"It is. I have done it with Dumbledore. I could take her, if that's alright with you, Mrs. Weasley." Harry replied for Ginny. Mrs. Weasley pursed her lips.

"Oh, alright. But be careful, this isn't like going to hogwarts, this could end up with one or both of you seriously hurt." She said.

"Oh, what would it be like if we both got seriously hurt, that has never happened before." Ginny said sarcastically. Her mother glared at her. Mrs. Weasley turned and walked away, but not before harry heard, "When did I lose control of them, when?" He smiled at Ginny, who shrugged and walked upstairs. Harry waited for her to come back down and grabbed arm.

"Are you sure you want to come with us, to destroy the horcruxes, is mean." He looked her in her eyes.

"Harry, if you ask me one more time, I will kill you myself." She replied with a smile.

"Okay, but don't come crying to me when your parents kill us." Harry was referring to Mrs. Weasley not knowing the mission, and her reaction killing them if she found out.

"Don't worry, I won't," Ginny smiled and took his hand.

"So touching, but I believe that it is time to go before I puke." Ron joked.

He apparated to Kings Cross with several bruises on his face.

A/n: Well, like I said in my profile page, I had some serious writers block. It killed me to realize that I had to wing this chapter, as all of my other ones had been staged in my head before I typed them out. Until next chapter.

Hellyoukai