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Disaster

He could smell food wafting through the open door. He could hear the happiness from the room beyond. He could feel the warmth of the fire on his arms.

Slowly, Harry opened his eyes from his sleep, to see Hermione, beaming at him from across the room.

"Are you staying now?" She asked, "Please say you're staying."

Harry didn't get a chance to answer as Ron walked into the room.

"Oh Harry mate, hope she didn't wake you up!" He said sarcastically looking at Hermione. "I was just coming to say dinners on the table."

"Oh, well, are you sure that's ok?" Harry asked.

Hermione gave a loud 'tut' from the chair and stood up. "Harry, it's you!" She said as she walked out of the room.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and Ron whispered, "You'll never guess what… But she's right!" He chuckled and walked out of the room, leaving Harry with a confused smile on his face.

As he entered the dining room five minutes later everyone was around the table smiling at him, apart from Ginny, who seemed to be examining her feet. He sat down slowly next to her, and she quickly looked up and gave him a fleeting smile.

"Er," Harry didn't want to sound rude, "Is everything, ok?" He asked shyly.

"Yes dear, why wouldn't it be? We'd love to have you back here!" Mrs Weasley exclaimed.

"Mum!" Ginny shouted at her.

"Back here?" Harry repeated slowly.

"Well yes dear, you said you'd never leave Ginny again, that's what she told us!" Mrs Weasley smiled at him, although the smile was fading.

He looked at Ginny wearily, and she looked back, with a look to say 'I messed up, sorry'.

Harry thought quickly in his head, looking at the table. He looked at Mrs Weasley, who was looking worriedly at the two of them, and he looked at Hermione, who looked as if she was going to burst with tears at any moment. He loved this house, and compared to the Leaky Cauldron, this place was a palace, sure it was a little small, but it was homey. And it had Ginny, he'd never get over the loss of his son without her, he still loved her, so much. He really wasn't ever going to leave her again.

"I'd love to come back," He said to Mrs Weasley, who beamed at him.

"What?!"

All the attention on the table was off Harry, and onto Ginny and her outburst. Everyone stared at her, apparently more than confused, but shocked.

"Is everything ok Ginny?" Mr Weasley spoke for the first time that night.

She coughed lightly and faked a little giggle, which everyone seemed to buy. "I saw something odd out the window," She said convincingly, "But its gone now!" She laughed again.

Everyone else around the table laughed with her and there were comments from Ron like; "Always been a bit odd," and, "Mental, that's what she is!" But Harry looked at her form the corner of his eye, he didn't see anything from the window, and she didn't look at him for the entire evening after that.

Two months later, Harry was back at the Burrow, and life was getting so much better. Of course, there was still grief from the loss of loved ones, but everyone helped each other through it. Fred and George had been to visit them, and Harry had gone to see their shop, which was still regaining business after a Dementor attack four months ago. He, Ron and Hermione had also gone to Hogsmede station to see all their old friends from Hogwarts on their way home for the summer. It would have been their last year that year, but Harry wasn't there for obvious reasons, and Ron and Hermione had missed the last two terms because they were working for the Order. On the train journey back, they were interrupted at regular intervals by little first and second years coming to meet him, congratulate him, and just be in his presence so they could gloat to their parents back home. There were many people asking why Ginny hadn't come to join them, but Ron just answered, "She's ill today", the truth was, she couldn't be bothered to get up so early to apparate to Hogsmede with them.

So life back with the Weasley's was just as Harry remembered it; there were the funny times (mostly stories about Ron as a baby doing stupid stuff, like walking into glass doors) and even though there were sad times when people caught Harry staring at the cot, someone, namely Ron, always lightened the mood.

And Ron and Hermione were to get married. He had asked her a month after Harry moved back in one night at the dinner table, where no one else was supposed to be. Ginny and Harry were supposed to be going out to dinner with Mr and Mrs Weasley, but when Mr Weasley fell ill that day, Mrs Weasley didn't want to invade on Harry and Ginny's space, but then Harry felt guilty because neither of them could go, so Harry and Ginny decided against going out as well. Aside from Ron's frustration, he decided to ask Hermione anyway, what was the harm in doing it with his whole family there watching?

They had just finished the main course, which Ron had cooked by his self, and Ron was getting the dessert in from the kitchen. As he gave everyone a bowl with ice crème in, he looked expectantly at Hermione, and she pushed her spoon in, to lift it out with a silver ring on it.

"Oh Ron!"

Everyone looked over at her, Mrs Weasley instantly in tears on the end of the table. She went bright red.

"Sorry dear, you go!" She wept.

Hermione smiled at Mrs Weasley and looked from the ring to a nervously smiling and waiting Ron.

"Ron, is this what I think?" She asked calmly.

"Please marry me Hermione, I love you," He said shakily.

She got up and walked round the table to meet him and whispered, "I love you too Ron, yes."

"Oh Ronny!" Mrs Weasley cried into her husbands lap.

Harry smiled widely and took Ginny's hand, "I'm glad we didn't go out now!"

"Yeah, I'm going to have a sister!" Ginny squealed and bounded over to Hermione, giving her a hug.

Since that night the house had been rather busy organising the wedding, which was supposed to be in November of that year. So whenever Harry got a little unhappy, Ron would remind him that he was the best man, or their first child's godfather, if they ever had a child.

So it was a month after Ron's proposal, and Harry was still a little anxious about something. He and Ginny had not yet been alone together since he moved in, not for a long time, that is. Every time he had been alone in a room with her, they would have a short conversation about something irrelevant, and then she would walk out. So one night, when Ron and Hermione left the room to go to bed, Harry decided to talk about it, talk about them.

"Ginny," He started nervously, "When are we going to get together?"

Ginny looked at him, obviously very taken aback, then smiled widely, a bit too widely, and said, "We are together Harry!"

"Well, no I mean, properly?" Harry flushed red.

Ginny raised an eyebrow, "Properly?"

"Well Ginny, we're not like normal couples right now are we?" He stated, and at the look on her face, he continued, "I mean, we don't hug, kiss, or even hold hands! That's not a relationship, it's a friendship!"

"Well if you don't want to be friends then…"

"No! I do want to, just, more. Like we used to be," Harry said quickly, frightened of where this conversation was going.

"Oh Harry, we've, I duno, we've had our time. I'm not ready for a serious relationship after what I've been through, and I'm so young," Ginny said.

Harry's stomach seemed to turn over and do about five back flips before he really realised what Ginny had just said. He looked at her, looking at him, with fear in her eyes. It was like the two of them had just switched emotions, Harry's fear was out the window by a long shot and he seemed to have received Ginny's anger, only multiplied about one hundred times.

"I'm sorry Harry, but it's true… Isn't it?" Ginny said weakly.

Harry wished that she'd stop talking, she was just digging herself a deeper hole.

"I can't believe you," Harry said forcefully. "How dare you? I mean, how DARE you?" She shouted at the top of his voice. Ginny jumped backwards at his words.

"I, well, sorry," She stammered.

Harry wanted to hit her, as hard as he could, hit something, just make the anger and pain go away.

"You think losing one person you love by the time your seventeen is hard?" He shouted, "Well, I'm sure it is, I mean, try losing parents before you were two! Try losing your Godfather who you only knew for two years before you were fifteen! Try losing a person like a father to you, who's helped you skip death, before you were eighteen!" Harry raised his hand ready to strike.

"Harry!" Ginny screamed as she saw his clenched fist.

"Try losing a SON!"

"No!" Ginny screamed again.

Ron burst through the door as Harry punched a desk hard enough to break a hole in it, and then threw a lamp across the room, making it shatter into pieces on the floor.

He turned back to Ginny, who was on her bed curled up in a ball with a terrified look on her face, he panted quickly, with no hint of tears in his eyes. "Try losing a son before you even met him. And then, try having the love of your life telling you she doesn't want to be with you because SHE'S been through too much at an early age."

"Ginny!" Ron said from the door.

"It's ok Ron," Harry turned to him and said quietly, "This girl's too good for me, she thinks I don't understand."

"Well you've never been possessed by Voldemort!" It slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it, but after saying it she wanted to cut her tongue off.

Harry turned to her, a look that was very frightening in his eyes. "Never? Never been possessed? Me?" He started to laugh.

"Harry, come on…" Ron said, tugging at his arm to leave the room.

"No, wait, there's one thing I want to say before I go," Harry stopped laughing just as suddenly as he had started, which made everyone nervous, "I can't wait until anther crazed maniac of a wizard starts invading your dreams, an you feel the anger he feels, or the happiness he gets when he finds out someone's died, I can't wait until he corrupts your mind."

And he said it totally calmly, and strolled out of the room.

In the corridor, everyone in the house was watching. As he walked down the stairs they just stared and watched, not knowing what to say. Ron followed him, until he got out of the front door.

"I'm going back to Privet Drive," Harry said to him, "Please send me a letter when he wedding is, I'll be there."

Ron didn't get to say a word, as Harry ran away from the house as fast as he could. He was going to get away from that girl, completely different from when she was in her fifth year at school; she hadn't grown up at all. He couldn't believe she'd said it, any of it. He'd decided he was going to go back to Privet Drive for many reasons, the first being that the wizarding world (more like the press) wouldn't find him there, and another being that he was older now, an adult, his Aunt and Uncle couldn't treat him the way they used to. Also, even though the years he lived there before Hogwarts he was bullied, starved and treated terribly, they were still almost the happiest years of his life, certainly the calmest. No one had died, apart from his parents, but he believed they died in a car accident, which is better than being murdered, and he didn't know there was a maniac out to kill him. 'Yes' he thought, 'Privet Drive is the best place for me'.

And so he ran, didn't apparate for a long while, just kept running until he didn't know where he was, and then apparated back to his Aunt and Uncle's house, where he was adamant he was going to stay for months, until he found a muggle place of his own.

A/N Thanks for reading, it's not the end sorry to those of you who thought it was in the last chapter!! This one was pretty long wasn't it! Well I'm trying to think of different things to actually make the story longer, cos I have the main plot in my head right now, doesn't seem like it will be very long, but oh well let's just see how it goes!! Thanks for reading!