By the time I was able to move around on my own again Fred had forgiven me. We were sitting out in the yard against the wall. His arm was draped over my shoulder protectively.

"Here they come." Fred broke the silence. He stood and grabbed my hand. He easily hoisted me up so I was standing.

I sighed. "More people huh?"

"Complaining are we?" He laughed.

"Nah. Let's go say hi." I let him pull me toward the gate. "Bonjure Madame and Monsieur Delacour ." I smiled at the couple.

"Echante." they said smiling. Madame Delacour kissed both my cheeks and her husband did the same.

They were led the rest of the way into the house. I tried to follow after but Fred held me back by my hand. I looked back at him and nodded. I knew what was on his mind, it was on mine too. I would be going back to school seriously soon, so this was the last of our time together especially because of the fact that if anything was going to happen it was going to be in the next year. He pulled my hand and I followed him back to our spot against the wall.

I leaned against him and closed my eyes. My mind wandered.

It was obvious to me that Harry, Ron, and Hermione were getting ready to leave. Hermione was spending most of her time getting ready to leave. Ron had a ghoul locked in the attic that the twins had bewitched to make look like him.

The year that was coming was guaranteed to be interesting. I dozed off against Fred, enjoying the feeling of the sun.

The night before the wedding there was a party thrown for Harry's birthday. The fact that it was also my birthday was kept silent, except for by the twins when we were alone together.

George had a dark, unnerving hole in the side of the head where his ear had been. It had become the major subject of their jokes. We were all sitting and standing around outside when Arthur's patronous streaked toward us.

"The minister is with me." it said before disappearing. Lupin and Tonks sprinted away with a quick apology to Harry. I went to stand in my usual spot next to the twins. Fred grabbed my hand as the pair walked through the gate.

My initial reaction to the new prime minister was to dislike him. This reaction became even stronger as I saw how he spoke to Harry and Arthur. Fred looked down at my irritated expression and squeezed my hand, raised it to his lips, and kissed it. I tried to smile reassuringly to him that I wouldn't run at him and punch him or anything like that. He seemed only semi-convinced.

The minister walked inside with Harry, Hermione and Ron only to storm back out a short time later. My eyes followed after him as he walked out the door.

"Earth to Sammay! Come on, Sammay!" George called me."You're Sammay Evans?" The minister looked at me.

"Yes."

"Here." he handed me a small pouch. "For Sammay I leave a moleskin pouch. So that you can hide your secrets and keep your promises." he grunted and stormed off.

I sat up in bed that night once I knew Hermione and Ginny were asleep. "Luminos." I muttered and the tip of my wand produced a small glow. I pulled out the moleskin pouch. I had seen it once before. It was when Dumbledore had had me pull the strings on it so it closed. Now I knew why. I tugged the thing open and saw a letter lying inside. I grabbed it and opened it as quietly as I could.

"Dear Sammay,

This is my last gift and for you. Your task before now has been to watch over Harry, now that task is to protect him only when he returns to the school. Now your task is to keep your promise of watching over the school. As you know I have one of the Deathly Hallows hidden in the school. I acquired it when I killed my old friend. Voldemort WILL take over the school after I die. I have no doubt of that. I also have Severus's word that he too will protect the school. I have no ideas on how to accomplish this task but knowing you you have some ideas of your own. I hope you shall live out your life past this coming school year and that wish is also sent to your brother, although he must die to kill Voldemort, only you can save him from this fate, but wait until he returns to the school. He must complete his coming tasks alone with his friends. Good luck to you.I bid you a final farewell Sammay Potter.

Albus Dumbledore."

I reread the letter a dozen times before setting it on fire. Tears stung my eyes as I watched the ashes float out the open window.

"A final farewell from you while you were still in the land of the living huh?" I wiped my eyes and lay back in bed.