This took sooo long, and I don't know why.

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine

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"I'm nervous." I turned to Harry; we just said our goodbye's to Ron and Hermione. I was going to live with Harry at his uncle's house for the next two weeks, then we were moving into Grimmauld Place. These two weeks were going to be hellish, to say the least.
"Don't be, you'll be fine." Harry smiled reassuringly at me, kissed me quickly, and grabbed my wrist. He started to walk quickly through the crowd, keeping a tight hold of my wrist. We came to a stop in front of three people. The man was tall, fat, and had a large mustache; however, I was taller than the woman (and I'm only 5'4) she was also very bony, with a giraffe like neck. Then there was a boy who looked about my age that was so fat, he looked like he was about ready to spill over.
"Aunt, uncle; this is Elena, she will be staying with me for two weeks, then we're both leaving." Harry said bossily.
"You didn't tell them!" I hissed at Harry, and he shrugged, "You're in trouble."
He stuck his tongue out at me. I rolled my eyes, for a boy that had to grow up so fast, he was immature sometimes.
"Look here boy, You're lucky enough we let you stay in our home, but when you bring home...your kind." Before the fat man got the sentence out, Harry had his wand at his uncle's neck.
"As I've said, Elena will be staying with me for the next two weeks, and you will not have a problem with it." Harry said, and Vernon Dursley nodded bleakly. Harry pocketed his wand.
"Well," Vernon said coughing, "Let's go then."
"Right." Petunia said, coughing a tiny cough, and grabbing her son's porky shoulder. The family hurried out of the platform, Harry and I walked a few feet behind them. We got into their nice car, and drove to Privet Drive.

I looked at my summer prison in distaste. It was the same as last year, and the year before that, and the year before that. Maybe it would be better with Elena.
"Let's get unpacked." I said to Elena.
"I'll get the spare room ready." Petunia said meekly.
"Not necessary." And I grabbed Elena's hand, and rushed up the stairs.
We had fallen into a comfortable silence, just folding, or flicking discrete looks when I knew Elena wasn't looking, or flashing her a goofy grin when I got caught. Now I was just folding, sighing as I crumpled up an old piece of parchment, lifting my arm to throw it in my waste basket.
Elena cleared her throat, I froze, knowing that she only did that when there was something she would have trouble saying, "Harry, are you sure?"
"Sure?" I said nervously, arm still frozen in mid air.
"Sure about me, about having me here, about having me at Grimmauld Place, about keeping me!" Elena said in one long breath. It took me several long moments to speak a response, I leaned over and captured her face in my hands, "Elena, sure? after all this you ask me if I'm sure, and keeping you? You're my girlfriend, not a peice of livestock."

Elena laughed nervously, "Sorry, I just keep expecting you to realize how much trouble I'm causing you."
"Trouble?" I asked, my hands left her face and rested loosely on her waist. I leaned my forehead against hers.
"I only cause you trouble Harry." She said like it should have been obvious.
"I love you, trouble." I kissed her nose.
"How much?" Elena asked jokingly.
I shot her a goofy smile, "This much."
I playfully tackled her, pinning her to the beige carpet, "Harry, geroff."
I refused and nuzzled her neck. Soon we were rolling around on the floor, all tangled limbs, and too loud laughter, and lots of hair pulling.
In all our playing, we didn't notice Dudley standing at the door, "Erm, Mum says dinner is ready."
"Okay." Elena and I said at the same time, hopping up.
This was going to be a long two weeks.

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Three weeks later.

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"Ron, Herm, and Gin are coming in today," Harry said to me, I was leaning on his chest lazily in the king sized bed we'd hardly left for a week, "You know that means we actually have to get dressed, in full."
I sighed, "Yea, I know, maybe we should get dressed and eat."
About half an hour later the doorbell rang, "Hey guys!"
"Hey, have you guys eaten yet, I'm starved?" Ron said, skipping the pleasantries.
"I'm trying to make breakfast, I have to keep Elena away from the kitchen, the first day we got here she tried to make eggs and set half the kitchen on fire." Harry chuckled as he led the trio into the house.
"I did not!" Elena came out of the bedroom, "The pan was on fire, but not the kitchen!"
We all laughed as Elena jumped on my back.
"I help with breakfast." Ginny smiled and rushed into the kitchen.
"I'll help." I kissed Elena on the cheek and went in to help Ginny.
Small talk with Ginny was easy. We chatted about simple nothings while we cooked.
That was until Ginny's spoon clattered to the floor:

"The daughter of the Dark Lord will delve into where no other has been

She can only survive with the help of the one she trusts most

With the power the Dork Lord knows not

They can defeat him once and for all."

Ginny clattered to the floor, and I fell down next to her, screaming for the others.
"Ron," I commanded, "Make sure your sister is okay, Hermione go get the pensieve from the library, and Elena come here."
Everybody froze at there place at the kitchen door, I hardly ever snapped at anyone who's initialize weren't S.S, "GO!"
Hermione ran upstairs, Ron knelt down by his sister, whispering "Enervate," and Elena fell into my arms, obviously scared at how I was acting. I was refusing to tell a word until Hermione came back, it was too hard to say out loud.
Ginny was now up and looking at me questioningly, I just shook my head. Hermione hurried into the room, the big glass bowl cradled in her hands.
I touched my wand to my temple, pulling out the memory of Ginny making the prophecy.
I took Elena's hand and we stepped into the basin, the other's following closely.

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