A/N: Hello! Sorry it has been sooo long since I have updated. Our internet decided not to work for a couple of weeks and this chapter has been rather difficult to write. Just to let you know, Harry is continuing to tell Ginny their story, although I havent wrote they're conversation, she is being informed, as you will find out in this chapter. It is rather long-my longest yet, it took six pages on words. I want to say a huge thank you to everybody who has reviewed.
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Bill was left alone at the kitchen table, his head whirling with his thoughts, emotions and worry. He wasn't sure how long he sat there, thoughts buzzing through his full mind, full to the point it physically hurt. He rubbed his over face, wishing more than anything that Fleur was with him, she was always someone who he could empty his mind to, offering help, whether it was by simply listening or offering pieces of advice. At this point he instantly regretted letting her go to France to see her parents and sister, especially without him. She had insisted that he stayed here with his family and while she wasn't particularly looking forward to the trip, they both knew it was important for to see her family. 'Since when was our family so messed up?' he thought to himself, he knew they weren't the most conventional family, especially since Fred and George were born, who seemed intent in causing mischief the day they came home, but they had always been close. His parents always knew when something was bothering one of them, and as siblings, anything they couldn't tell their parents they told each other and never spoken about to their mother and father, it was one of the reasons for the tire swing they had made. It was the ultimate sibling rule.

He was pulled out of his retrieve when Charlie came through the back door and joined Bill at the table.

"Where are Mum and Dad?"

"Still in the kitchen, I think they are talking."

Charlie didn't need to ask what about. It was pretty clear to them that the night's events had shocked them more than they would let on; he saw the look on his mother's face when Bill had made his speech not even one hour ago. The footsteps on the stairs, told Bill and Charlie that the rest of their family seemed to be thinking on the same paths as them. That the conversation wasn't yet complete.

All at once, Percy, George and Ginny came through the door taking the same seats as before.

"Where are…?" Ginny began but both Bill and Charlie interrupted her.

"Kitchen."

They all knew that in any minute their parents would come and join them. Knowing all of them were there, apart from Ron, who they knew was finally sleeping soundly, the unfinished conversation would resume. Bill secretly hoped that this time Harry wouldn't be joining them.

As predicted Mr and Mrs Weasley, whose eyes were slightly red and puffy, walked out of the kitchen and took two seats at the table.

"We need to discuss what our options are. How we're going to deal with Ron, Harry and Hermione."

"Dad, I think we should leave Harry and Hermione out of this. It's Ron who we are worried about, it was him shouting."

"Yes, but Bill, it was Hermione who coaxed it out of him, as for what he said about Harry." Bill sent a glare at Percy, who slightly recoiled under his brother's gaze.

"Look Harry, Ron and Hermione will sort it out between them; they have been through too much together not to. What we need to discuss is how to deal with Ron, clearly there are some issues we need to sort out as a family, some things he never thought he could tell us."

"I still think that Harry and Hermione should be involved. After all, Ron decided that his loyalty was with them, he may talk more if they were included. I personally think we should confront him." Percy spoke in his upmost pompous voice he could manage. It almost made the rest of his family smile but before they could George cut in.

"Have you actually tried confronting Ron? He won't talk, believe me I tried. Whatever Hermione said to him must have hit home, otherwise he wouldn't have broke. All three of them learnt how to hide their emotions ever since their fifth year, after what happened at the ministry." They all looked at each other, eyes lingering on Ginny for a second longer, everybody apart from her not knowing the details of that night.

"Oh please, do you really believe that, I think they enjoy the attention, by keeping secrets, we all worry and they get exactly what they want. It's for attention."

"Shut up Percy, what do you know? You buggered off when things got hard and practically betrayed us; you sat pretty in an office while the rest of your family were fighting." Charlie's voice wasn't raised but it was cold, full of bitterness.

"Yes, Charlie, and you were doing what exactly? Playing with dragons?" Percy retorted.

"What is important here is that we all recover as a family." Mr Weasley interrupted before Charlie could answer his brother. "None of it is easy, it won't be for a while but we need to talk to each other, get things out in the open and sort them out. We need to support each other from now on."

They all sat there taking in their father's words. He was right, of course. It was the one thing that made their father extra special in his children's eyes, the love of his family, and right now his need for it to stay together before they lost anything else.

"We should hold a family meeting tomorrow, clear up any differences between ourselves. All agreed?" Everyone muttered their response before George asked;

"What about Harry and Hermione? They are part of this family as well."

"I think that they should be here, especially for Ron, but not included, most of our issues don't really include them, and it wouldn't be fair to them." Bill knew he had to make his family understand this point. He also knew why his family desired that Harry and Hermione be involved; having them involved may lead to them re-telling the events of the past year to them, something he knew they wouldn't do.

"You know something?" Charlie asked, with them being so close, they could, still even now, tell when one of them knew something important.

"It's not so much, knowing, more like guessing."

"Are you going to elaborate or shall we start throwing scenarios at you?" George asked annoyed.

"Do you remember the night I told you all to go into hiding that the Death Eaters may come after you?" They all nodded. Bill continued.

"The three of them arrived on my door step. Before them, Mr. Ollivander, Dean Thomas, Luna Lovegood and Griphook came to me as well, with the company of a house elf, who returned to save Harry, Ron and Hermione."

"What happened to them?" it was first time that Mrs Weasley had spoken, he voice quiet but the silence around the table allowed them to hear her perfectly.

"They wouldn't tell me. Hermione was unconscious and both the boys were a state. The elf was dead. They wouldn't tell me what happened or even where they had come from, all Ron told me was they got caught, and we all needed protection."

"I guess Harry hasn't got to that part of the story yet." Ginny spoke without realising what she had said, the information from Bill sent her into overdrive at just how much danger her boyfriend, brother and best friend were in.

"You know? They're telling you what they went off to do?" Mrs Weasley's voice sounded hurt, it was her job to know these things, to help them all recover to confide in.

"Actually Harry is telling me. Ron and Hermione don't seem to want to know, whenever Harry begins where he left off, they tend to leave."

"And you didn't seem it necessary to inform us of this?"

"How's that for a conversation starter, 'hey guys, just thought I'd let you I've been told about what those three have been doing all year, anyway lovely weather!' Look, I didn't think anyone would want me to parade around boasting that I know."

"Are you going to tell us what they have been doing?" By now Mrs Weasley's tone wasn't one to be argued with, however Ginny looked incredulously at her mother, as her father took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. Her brother's were all looking at Ginny.

"I won't betray their trust. Besides, Harry doesn't really like me knowing, it's hard for them."

"Look it's late. We should all head up and try to get some sleep." It was Mr Weasley's final word. All of them too tired to argue; everyone departed from the kitchen and headed for the stairs.

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Ron and Hermione were awoken just after dawn by Harry, who seemed slightly preoccupied and anxious.

"Harry, what's the matter? What time is it?" Hermione asked as she drew her wand, a habit they were finding had to break after nearly a year of constant danger.

"It's just after dawn, look I need to talk to you both about something; I think it is better if I tell before any…" but his words were cut off by Ginny.

"Harry! What are you doing here?"

"I just wanted to talk to Ron and Hermione." Seeing he now wouldn't get the chance to warn them that the whole family had heard their rather revealing argument, Harry changed the subject.

"Er, shall we go and make a start on breakfast, surprise Mrs Weasley?"

"Actually Harry, everybody is up, none of us really got any sleep last night."

At this fact Harry stared at her, Harry could have sworn he had heard the distinct bangs of bedrooms doors below him not long after he had departed from the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, all the members of the Weasley family, along with Harry and Hermione were sitting around the table. For almost everyone, the private unspoken agreement that Ron and Hermione's fight was public knowledge shouldn't be brought up, that slowly everyone would take each day as it came, all pulling through as a family. All expect Percy, who seemed to be staring at his little brother with a strange expression on his face.

"Who wants more breakfast?" Mrs Weasley broke the somewhat tension that was forming around the table. The last thing she wanted for Harry, Ron and Hermione to know they had been discussing them behind their back.

"Why don't we all play a family game Quidditch later? It's been years since we have had one." Everyone at the table could tell Mr Weasley's fake cheery tone.

"Yeah, maybe a wall will fall on me." Percy muttered but the table was quiet enough for him to be heard, he received glares from Ginny, George, Charlie and Bill, before Ron spoke.

"Say that again, a little louder Perce." A hint of anger already in his voice

"I think you will find that I said; 'maybe a wall will fall me'"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Was rather hoping you could explain it, after all you were the one shouting the house down last night." Percy's tone was odd; it was a mix of humour and coldness. "We all heard you."

Ron looked incredulously at his family before turning his attention back to Percy.

"Well if you all heard why do you want me to explain it to you? Surely it is pretty clear, even for a high class ministry worker like you. You know the one who abandoned his family when he was most needed and basically went with the height of evil, spying on us."

"I wasn't spying on you… I just thought… I wasn't spying." His voice was pleading that they believe him; however, it also had a trace of guilt in it.

"That's not what you admitted to Charlie the other night."

"You were listening to that. Ron that was a private conversation."

"You really should learn silencing charms. Anyway it wasn't me who heard you talking" he looked Ginny in the eye as he said this, secretly hoping that someone would notice he was actually telling on his sister without the actual words leaving his mouth. Fortunately Bill noticed.

"You were listening in to that conversation? Why can't you just leave things alone? You always have to be in the know." His voice was hard, and Bill was glaring at Ginny waiting for an answer.

"Because I am never informed about anything." She said it through gritted teeth aiming her words mainly at Ron, Harry and Hermione. The latter two looking like they wanted to leave, but also wanting to show any support they could.

"And let me ask this; how come you all want to be in the know? Not even a twelve hours ago you found out Harry was telling me the story about last year and you all asked me to tell you exactly what these three have been doing for the past ten months?" she looked around the table feeling and looking smug, until her eyes rested on Harry, Ron and Hermione.

Harry couldn't quite believe what was happening. The whole situation, which he was desperate to leave and be kept out off, vanished as Ginny spoke her words. He hadn't planned on her telling everyone she knew about their year. He was very aware that Ron and Hermione were fully against what he was doing, even though the conversation he had, had with Hermione just days ago where she told him it was the only thing he could really do.

"You told everybody?"

"I only told them that I knew what you were up to."

"Gin, do you even know why we don't want any of you to know or why we didn't tell you a year ago?" Ron asked. Suddenly all the hurt and pain she had gone through while they were away cam flooding back. She wanted them, particularly Ron, who should know she didn't need protecting, who was always left out of the trio, hurt, to feel the pain she did.

"So you can hide just how much of a bad person you are? By hiding the fact that you left Harry and Hermione to deal with the dangers?" her voice was cold and almost deadly. Everybody turned to stare at Ron waiting for him to speak, he however didn't seem to be staring at anyone. When he did speck his voice was quiet, full of emotion and pain.

"You know want to know why we didn't tell you? If we told you before we left and you were captured, forced to tell what we were doing, none of us would be sitting here right now. We couldn't tell you Ginny, you were going to a school run by Death Eaters and a man we all believed to be bad, who ended up being a spy, who happened to be good at Legilimency. It was too dangerous, we couldn't risk it. It had nothing to do with being involved, which I know you wanted, I suppose you got what you wanted now, you know." He got up and headed to the back door, mirroring Harry's actions from the previous night. However he didn't leave room immediately, for Ginny had found her voice.

"You left me; you left me to go to that awful place, where they thought torture was play time. You're my brother and you left me." She didn't realise the meaning of her words until a moment after she had said them. Suddenly it wasn't about her knowing what the trio had been up to, it was more that they weren't there to protect her. Ever since her first year, when Ron and Harry had saved her from the Chamber of Secrets they had always made sure she was protected, and she tried to protect them, it was an unspoken promise, especially between the siblings, they had made, and the connection was gone.

"And what do you think we were doing, having a holiday, the best time of our life. You know the story, judge for yourself." He voiced was raised, but the pain of it all could be seen in his eyes. Suddenly Ginny felt angry again.

"Well apparently you were. You decided you had, had enough and took to Bill and Fleur's place for a break." She hadn't meant to bring Bill into their argument, or tell everybody the real reason why they had cancelled Christmas with them. As Mrs Weasley, who was white faced with puffy red eyes turned to Bill and speak, Ron shouted;

"Clearly you have no idea. It was hell Ginny, you're the one person I expected to understand-especially since I was almost the same situation as you, when you opened the Chamber of Secrets nearly killing Hermione, Harry and I. You obviously don't understand how it was." He turned and opened the back door, but before he left, he said in a quiet voice;

"And I am glad you will never understand. I would never wish what we went through on anyone." And with that he walked out of the door, slamming it behind him.

They all sat looking at the door; Ron had just departed through, words echoing around the quiet table, before realisation hit them and they all turn to face Bill.

"Is it true?" Mr Weasley tried to sound calm, although inside all emotions were running through him. He looked from Bill to Harry and Hermione, both looking rather pale, their gazes still at the back door, before he caught Harry eye, who merely looked at him before lowing his head to look in his lap. All Bill did was to nod his head.

"Why?"

"I don't know, he wouldn't tell me. In fact he didn't really speak for the whole time he was there, the only word I heard him say were 'never forgive me, never forgive myself'. I've never seen him look so guilty and angry at himself."

"Well he deserved to feel like that. What the hell was he thinking, leaving Harry and Hermione?" Percy asked to the indigent looks of his family. Just as Harry went to speak, Bill stood up abruptly glaring at Percy.

"And who are you to judge? Maybe you should answer your own question Percy, what the hell were you thinking abandoning our family?" he didn't pause for Percy to answer. "At least he had the decency to go back to them; at least his guilt was real. More than I can say for you."

"I...I do feel guilty for leaving you. I do." His voice was filled with desperation.

"Really? If you feel so guilty then why don't you bother to at least try and make it up with everybody, instead of just sitting there wallowing in your misery, dealing with your pain and making everything about you. You think I don't feel guilty for not getting to the battle sooner?" Charlie asked Percy, who seemed stunned that it wasn't Bill who spoke.

Silence fell on them, it was almost deafening. Everybody's feelings were surrounding them in a realisation of moving on with their lives when there was still so much pain involved and unsolved issues between them.

"Look, we can't keep acting like this. We have had problems in the past, what families don't? But we can't just fall apart because some of us… all of us made mistakes. We're supposed to be getting on with life. Something I am going to do for Fred." George looked around the table. Unable to deal with the animosity they had slowly been forming, especially between all the Weasley's and Percy. They all knew George was right; it wasn't fair, not to them or the memory of Fred, whose life was taken too early. Unsure on what to do next, Mr Weasley took charge.

"Right, here is what we are going to do; we are going to start living again, honouring Fred. We will never be how we were, but we can and will start to be a family again. Now I think we need a family game of Quidditch, we have all been sitting on our feelings for too long. We've forgotten how to have fun. I want everyone to get ready, Percy you go and get Ron, and be back here in ten minutes."