Author's Note: CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4 CHAPTER 4!I know that my writing sucks. I can feel it as there is no one reviewing it. If you guys are potterheads and has a tumblr, you could follow my blog .com. Good day.

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"We would like to inform you, Mr. Potter, that you are to be expected at the Ministry of Magic before night falls, which is, 2 hours from now," one of the guys in black says.

They must be people from the ministry as they are very formal and doesn't seem to be the people you could tell a joke.

"Yes, tell them I'll be there," Harry says. Before I could ask the guys from the ministry what that was, they had disapparated already. I think Harry would explain it, but unfortunately, he turns away from me and walks nearby the swing looking really serious. It gave me the chills seeing him like this. It's almost like I'm back to Hogwarts; the battle nearing and Harry to sacrifice himself for us. It just breaks my heart to remember all those memories.

I didn't dare try to talk to him. I do not want to know what the result would be if I asked him what has just happened. Instead of walking toward him, I walk toward the sea of children who seem unaffected by the surprise visit of the ministry. Harry didn't even lift his head up to look. I knew then that whatever the ministry said has a meaning that I didn't want to know.

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"Harry!" I call out. He has been there over the swing for an hour and a half. The sun has already sunk and the children have left the playground. He seems to have return to reality since he looks up to me with a slight smile.

"What is it?"

"Well, you've been there for an hour and a half already and you should probably go to the Ministry by now." I see him flinch by that. For an hour and half, I've been itching to know what they meant. I don't care if it's a serious matter but I still want to know. Slowly, I walk up toward him. "Harry," I whisper. He looks into my eye and I could see tears, but Harry didn't let those tears fall. He forces the tears to just stay where it is.

"What?" He says rather harsh. I'm not shocked or anything, I actually expected this.

"Please tell me what those words meant. You're worrying me."

"I'm sorry, Ginny, for worrying you. What they meant, I don't know." This must be a joke. Here I am worrying about what it meant thinking it has something to do with Harry's health or something but he actually doesn't know and is sulking about it?

"YOU DON'T KNOW? Then why the hell are you sulking for over an hour?" I could feel steam coming off of my head. For the first time since I met Harry, Harry seems to notice my angry face and an apologetic smile creeps up his face. Thank God I'm such a kind woman.

"I'm really sorry. But the way they said that, it's kind of creepy, don't you think? I think something horrible has happened or maybe someone important died." I didn't like the sound of that, neither did Harry. Just by looking at him, I could see that he's remembering those painful moments when his close friends and families died. I know because I was almost near to die at my second year. I remember his worried voice telling me not to die, and because of that, I was not able to talk to him for the rest of my Hogwarts life. I deeply regret it, don't remind me. Another is that my older brother, Fred, died at the battle of Hogwarts. I still remember George crying for the first time. He didn't want to let go of Fred and I knew that it was hard to let go of someone you treated as your best friend, a brother, and a twin. I could just feel it even though I don't have a twin.

"Oh come on, I know it's nothing." I'm not really confident about that. "It's probably you got a promotion or something."

"Yeah, right."

"Just go to the Ministry and find out already."

"Fine. Thanks by the way." I smile. I want to tell him something, but by the time I opened my mouth, he had already apparated.

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A week came without an exciting event. I completely disliked that. I had spent the entire week waiting for Harry to call, but none came. It's no use worrying so I hope everything was alright.

I have no work for today and the only thing that pops to my mind is to just stay home and buy a pizza and just watch TV all day long. It seems like it will be a time well spent so I didn't bother changing my bed clothes and my bed hair to a nicer outfit.

On the process of dialing the pizza house, my phone rings. I didn't know why, but my heart suddenly starts beating wildly. I pick it up and see Harry Potter on the caller ID. My hand is shaking badly but I press the green button.

"Hello?"

"Ginny? I'm sorry for not updating you earlier." Is it just me or does his voice sound hollow. No emotions whatsoever can be heard and I feel a slight dread.

"Harry, are you alright?"

"I—I am, Ginny. Listen, can I talk to you in person? Meet me at the cake store near your flat." He hung up. He didn't even say good-bye… Something is definitely wrong. I hurry up and pick the first set of clothes my hand reached and grab my wallet incase I see a yummy cake then run downstairs as fast as my feet could go to the cake shop.

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