So this is where the books start. As you will see, I will be covering all the books, but with huge jumps as I just focus on the main parts of the books. Please PM or review with any queries. So, Prisoner of Azkaban Part 1, here we go...

Ginny scowled as Draco Malfoy did yet another impression of Harry fainting on the Hogwarts Express. His usual group of friends all laughed, but one or two others just shuddered.

"I don't like the Dementors," said Tracey Davis.

"I felt really cold and sad," agreed Astoria Greengrass. She turned to Ginny. "What about you, Ginny?"

"Yeah, I felt the same," she said, not meeting her friends eyes. How could she explain that she heard Tom Riddle whispering in her ear, without then having to explain everything that had happened in her previous year. She glanced over to the Gryffindor table and saw Harry looking at her. She smiled weakly at him. He still looked shaken. She knew how he felt.

Draco did it again. "Give it a rest, Malfoy," muttered Ginny.

"What did you say to me, Red?" demanded Draco. He slid into the seat next to her.

"Gee, what an original nickname. And you heard what I said," drawled Ginny. She slapped his hand when he attempted to take a piece of toast off her plate.

"Still got that crush on Potter, hey?" he whispered in her ear. Ginny looked over to the Gryffindor table to see Harry and Ron frowning at her.

"No, I haven't. Budge over, would you," said Ginny, nudging him with her elbow.

"Here Ginny, here's our timetables," said Astoria, passing Ginny some parchment. Astoria smiled briefly at Draco.

"Thanks, Tori," said Ginny, studying it. She groaned. "Potions, first thing!"

"Your Daph's sister, right?" Draco asked her. She nodded. "Astoria."

"Draco, hey Draco, you coming? We've got Divination, then Transfiguration. After lunch we've got Care of Magical Creatures with that giant oaf, Hagrid," called Pansy Parkinson, sneering at Ginny and Astoria.

"He's not an oaf," said Ginny, loyally. Hagrid had been so kind to her when she first came to Hogwarts, and she wasn't going to let anyone speak ill of him.

"God, they'll let anyone teach at this school," groaned Draco. He snagged another piece of toast, took a bite then put it back. He winked at Astoria, then got up to join his friends.

"He's so dreamy," sighed Astoria, watching him go. She saw her sister Daphne talk to him and make him laugh. "Don't you sometimes wish you were older?" she asked Ginny.

Ginny watched as Ron, Harry and Hermione made their way to Divination too. "Yes," she said."

xxxxxxx

It was an interesting first week back at school. Everyone was talking about the incident with Draco and the Hippogriff, Buckbeat. Draco stayed in the Infirmary for three days before he was considered well enough to return to lessons. He immediately started goading Harry and Ron about Hagrid. Then he started in on Harry about Sirius Black. Remembering what Aunt Muriel had told him, Harry was left frustrated that everyone seemed to know more about his life then he did.

The other big talk was the new DADA teacher. Most of the school agreed that they finally had a decent teacher for this subject. His lessons were varied and interesting. After having a few lessons with him, Ginny decided to approach him.

"Excuse me, Professor Lupin?" she asked.

Remus looked up and smiled. "Miss Weasley, hello. Is there a problem with the homework assignment?" he asked.

"No, sir. I was wondering if...um, has Professor Dumbledore told you what happened to me last year?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes, he did. I must say, you are a strong witch to have held off Tom Riddle's possession for nearly a year, and you're one of the top students in this class. How may I help you, Miss Weasley?" he asked.

"Oh, please call me Ginny. I didn't feel very strong last year. I was wondering if there are any spells you can teach me to protect myself. You know, defensive spells. Anything, really," shrugged Ginny.

"We'll be covering a range of defensive spells in your classes over the year," said Remus.

"I never want to feel like that again. When those Dementors came on to the train, I could still hear him whispering to me. I hate feeling weak and helpless. Please Professor, isn't there anything you can teach me?" she begged.

"Well, there's a spell or two that I could show you. It's very advanced magic though. Perhaps on Halloween? Unfortunately, I will be absent from classes most of this week," he said.

"Oh, thank you Professor, thank you. I promise to try really hard. Thank you,"said Ginny, feeling happier than she had in ages.

"You're welcome, Miss Weasley. I'll see you then," chuckled Remus.

Xxxx

While the rest of the third years went to Hogsmeade, Harry wandered aimlessly around the castle. He was considering walking to the Owlery to visit Hedwig when he saw Professor Lupin heading for his office.

"Professor Lupin, wait, please," called Harry. Something had been bothering him about one of his lessons with the new professor. He couldn't help but think he'd heard his name somewhere before, too.

"Hello, Mr Potter. How may I help you?" asked Remus. His heart ached when he realised how like James Harry was, in his mannerisms and looks. Except for his eyes. They were all Lily. He missed those eyes, looking at him with love and friendship.

"That day we fought the Boggart. Why didn't you let me fight it?" asked Harry.

"I would have thought that obvious, Harry. I assumed your Boggart would assume the shape of Voldemort."

Harry was surprised. There weren't too many people who used that name, and he really hadn't expected the professor to admit he had stopped Harry.

"Oh, yeah, sure," shrugged Harry. "I thought of that too, but then I remembered the Dementors on the train, and, well..." His voice trailed off.

"Hmm, that's very interesting, Harry. It suggests that what you fear is fear itself. Very wise. Ah, Miss Weasley, glad you could make it," said Remus, as Ginny approached his office from the other side of the hall.

"Hi Professor, hi Harry," she greeted. "Are you joining us?" she asked.

"Joining you?" asked Harry. Ginny nodded, and Remus ushered them both into his office.

"I'm not going to teach you anything today. We''ll need to use a bigger room when we do," he said, smiling at Ginny's crestfallen face. "I just thought we could talk and I could explain what I am going to teach you. Both, if you want," he said to Harry.

"I asked Professor Lupin to teach me something to protect myself if those Dementors came back," shuddered Ginny.

"You felt bad too?" asked Harry, kicking himself for not realising that Ginny might have suffered from the Dementors on the train like he had. Her nightmares were still fresh.

Ginny nodded and Professor Lupin continued.

"We'll be using a Boggart, which is something my third year students have just studied. It will assume the identity of the thing you fear the most. I will be teaching you the Anti-Dementor spell. You must think of your happiest memory, and then say 'Expecto Patronum'. I want you to think about that strongly, and I will let you know when our first lesson will be.

"Expecto Patronum," murmured Ginny, while Harry was saying it over and over in his head.

They got up to go and as they opened the door, they found Professor Snape about to knock,a smoking goblet in one hand.

"Professor Lupin," he drawled, glancing from Harry to Ginny.

"Ah, thank you Severus," said Remus politely. He took the goblet from him. "I'll be in touch, Mr Potter, Miss Weasley," he said in dismissal.

The two of them left the two professors talking behind closed doors. "Well that was interesting," said Harry.

"What do you think that potion was all about?" asked Ginny, her eyes scrunched up.

"Dunno, but I don't trust Snape," said Harry.

"Harry, hey Harry," called Ron, as he and Hermione returned from Hogsmeade. They quickly came over to Harry, Ron tossing Ginny an annoyed look. "Come on mate, let's go to our common room, and we'll show you what we got for you."

"Oh, er, sure, I guess I'll-" Harry turned to see Ginny had already walked away, "see you later." He watched as Draco approached her and handed her something. She took it, smiling at him, then walked away. Draco met Harry's gaze and smirked, his eyebrows arched.

"You didn't have to babysit Ginny while we were away, mate," said Ron.

"I wasn't babysitting her," said Harry sharply. He was sick of Ron's snarky attitude towards Ginny just because she was in Slytherin.

"Whatever," shrugged Ron. "Come on, we'll tell you all about Hogsmeade."

Ron had sensed a change in Harry and Ginny's friendship since the year before. Sure, Harry had been the one to save her from the Chamber, but he had been there too. Everybody seemed to forget about that. He knew it was childish but Harry was his best friend, and he didn't want to share him. All his life he had been the little brother, the unremarkable one. Being friends and having adventures with Harry and Hermione had changed that for him. He wasn't about to let anyone come between them, not even his little sister. With his mum going on and on about how bad it was that Ginny was in Slytherin, well, it gave him the perfect opportunity to put Ginny down. He was still shocked by the Sorting, but intended to make the most of it.

Harry followed his two best friends up the stairs.

He caught up with Ginny before they all sat down for the Halloween feast. "Hey, I'm sorry about earlier. You know, leaving you like that," he said.

Ginny shrugged. "It's okay, I had to go and meet someone. Ron wouldn't want me to hang around with you lot, anyway."

As if hearing his name mentioned, Ron called out, "Harry, over here." He was already seated at the Gryffindor table, with Hermione opposite him.

"You should go," said Ginny. "Guess I'll see you around."

She walked over to her own table, stopping to say hello to a few people at other tables before getting to her own. It reminded Harry that he was going to make a better effort to make new friends in other houses. He glanced around and his eyes fell on Cho Chang, a pretty Ravenclaw.

"Harry," called Ron again. Harry sighed, and made his way over to Ron. Hermione was trying to shoosh him.

Harry squeezed in between Ron and Neville, and Dumbledore announced that the feast should begin. Everybody began to tuck in.

With everyone sated with good food and entertainment provided by the Hogwarts ghosts, the evening came to an end. Harry was feeling in a good mood, and wasn't even bothered when Draco called out, "The Dementors send their love, Potter." He did look around for Ginny, but she was nowhere to be seen.

He followed his Gryffindor mates to their tower, but soon found their path was blocked.

"What's going on?" asked Ron, trying to peer over other people's heads.

"Looks like the portrait isn't letting anyone in," puzzled Hermione.

Percy pushed his way through. "Let me through, please. I am Head Boy. Excuse me, coming through."

"Big-Head boy," whispered Fred and George, smirking behind his back. Harry and Ron exchanged a smile.

"Somebody get Professor Mcgonagall," they heard Percy say.

Colin Creevy came barelling past the stairs. "What's going on, shorty," said Ron.

"The Fat Lady! She's gone!" puffed Colin, barelling past them.

Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged puzzled looks.

Peeves, the ghost, hovered around. "Quite distraught, she was. She's a real mess," he said, grinning at Harry. He floated around, and Harry was able to see the portrait had been slashed. Hermione gasped in shock.

"He got very angry when she wouldn't let him in, see. He's got a nasty temper, that Sirius Black."

Xxxx

Harry tried to get comfortable in the sleeping bag. All students were sleeping in the Great Hall while the professors scoured the castle, looking for Sirius Black. He saw two prefects approach Percy, who, along with the Head Girl, was in charge.

"We still have a couple of students unaccounted for. Luna Lovegood from Ravenclaw and, er, your sister, Ginny," she added.

"What?" asked Percy, paling. He looked around.

"We're here, Percy," said Luna, dreamily. "Oh, won't this be fun." She wandered over to a spare sleeping bag with her housemates.

"Where were you, Ginny?" asked Percy, grabbing her arm. Harry listened for her explanation.

"I went to the Owlery straight after dinner. Let me go, Percy," she said, yanking her arm away.

"You'll need to find a spare sleeping bag somewhere," said Percy, gesturing. "All right everyone, quiet down," he called.

Harry saw Ginny creep around, looking for a spare bed. "Psst. Ginny, over here," he called. There was a spare spot near him.

"Are you mental?" asked Ron. "It's Ginny. She's a Snake."

"Quiet," called Percy, looking in their direction.

Ginny sank onto the sleeping bag near Harry's. Ron shot her a dirty look and turned over to talk to Dean and Seamus. Nearby, Neville smiled at her, as did Hermione.

Ginny got settled and lay down. She looked up at the ceiling, then rolled onto her side. To her surprise, Harry was facing her, his eyes open. She smiled at him.

"What were you doing at the Owlery?" he whispered.

Ginny looked around to see if anyone was paying attention. "I wasn't really at the Owlery. I was meeting someone,"she whispered back.

"Who?" asked Harry.

"Not who, what? I found a stray dog on the grounds, and I took him some meat to eat and a blanket. It's so cold outside, even without the Dementors guarding the castle," she said.

They heard footsteps near them, so they immediately pretended to be asleep. Ginny's eyes opened to slits, and she could see Harry's do the same. She grinned at him, and he smiled back. They listened to the talking above them.

"Any sign of him, Sir?" asked Percy.

"No. All good here?" asked Dumbledore. Percy nodded.

"Good lad. Now, please go let the Prefects know that they can stop patrolling. The other professors and I will stand guard for the rest of the night," said Dumbledore.

"Yes sir," said Percy, importantly. He hurried away. Harry glimpsed Snape approach the headmaster.

"Sir, may I remind you of a conversation we had before the school term started. Black must have had help to get into the castle, and I believe-"

"Enough! I know what you are inferring, Severus, and I must ask you to stop. I do not believe that anyone in this castle helped Black to enter," said Dumbledore firmly. With that, he left to talk to the other professors.

Snape watched him go, then turned around, a look of resentment on his face. He noticed Ginny laying close by. "Weasley, why aren't you with the others from Slytherin House?" he asked.

"Sorry, Sir, I got here late, and was told to find anywhere to sleep. This was the first place I found," said Ginny, quietly.

"Hmmph," huffed Severus, throwing Harry a nasty look before walking away.

"What did I do?" asked Harry, quietly. He was grinning as he said it.

Ginny shrugged, smiling too. "Will you show me your dog?" he asked her quietly.

"Sure," she said.

"Quiet! No talking," said Snape, looking in their direction.

Ginny winked to Harry then settled back down, facing him. " Good night," she mouthed.

"Night," he mouthed back to her, settling down, facing her.

Her face was the last thing he saw before sleep enveloped him.