Ginny

It's been only a few weeks now since Harry has left and Ginny was starting to worry. She was putting dinner on the table for three kids when the phone rings.

She rushed to the phone hoping it was Harry on the other end. "Harry?!"

She was disappointed when she heard Ron's voice on the other line "Still no word from him?"

"No" She hesitated.

She heard Ron sigh "How are you holding up?"

"I'm doing better than I was a few weeks ago, but I'm more worried about James. He's had that dream again and I can't find a way to get a hold of Harry an…"

Ron interrupted "I knew I should have gone with him on this journey. It's my fault that no one knows where he is."

Ginny walked into the other room so her children didn't hear her conversation "Ron it's not your fault, he didn't want anyone to go with him on this trip. It's to protect both your family and ours. I miss him with everything I have but I just have to pray he is okay."

"I know Ginny; I just wish we all knew what he's doing and if he's okay."

"I know Ron, now I need to get going before James gets a bad idea about this phone call."

Ron paused "Alright, if you need us just floo powder us. You're welcome to come over anytime you'd like."

"I'll keep that in mind." She went to hang up and added "I'll call if he contacts me."

"Thank you sis." And they hung up.

She walked into the dining room where her children were eating. She watched Lily sitting in her seat looking up at her and smiled at her with her big brown eyes. She looked over at Albus, He resembled his father and his mother well. He had Harry's eye sight so he wore glasses, he also had black hair like his father but brown eyes like his mother. James on the other hand looked just like Harry. Except for the youth and no glasses you wouldn't be able to tell them apart if Harry was his age again.

She closed her eyes picturing Harry sitting at the table with them smiling up at her. But she opened her eyes to an upset James.

Ginny smiled down at her son and held her hand out for his. He took it as she led him into the library.

"When's dad getting home mom?" James sat down in one of Harry's big arm chairs.

She knelt down "I'm not sure son but he should be home soon."

He looked down at his hands "It's all my fault that he's gone isn't it?"

She chuckled just a tiny bit "You and your uncle Ron are just alike you know. He thinks it's his fault also. But you two boys are completely wrong. Nothing is your fault; he's just gone out on a little journey to find answers."

James got up from the chair "Yeah, because of my dream." And he walked out with no more words to say.

Two days later Ginny took her three children to her brother's house. She was getting worried about James even more as he kept getting even more solemn every morning. The idea to stay at Ron's house was Hermione's idea to see if it'd cheer James up at all.

He seemed happy to see Rose and Hugo waiting with their parents behind the couch.

"Ginny! I'm so glad you guys could stay, we have two bedrooms waiting for you upstairs." Hermione happily stated.

"James honey why don't you take Lily and Albus up to the room you're staying in and get unpacked." Ginny smiled at James as he slowly walked up the stairs with his brother and sister trailing right behind him.

Ron looked to be in a meaningful thought because he was staring off into space with a confused look. "Ron everything ok?" Ginny sat next to him on the couch trailed by Hermione.

"Yeah, sorry I was just seeing what James was looking at when you showed up and it brought me to thinking of when Harry was eleven years old. I heard his voice telling me his story."

"What story?" Ginny then remembered that Harry used to live under his aunt and uncles stairs.

"About where he slept for the longest time. James was looking at our cabinet under our stairs. I guess we should get rid of it because it brings up memories." Ron sighed.

Ginny was playing with her hands when Ron put his arm around her. "I just want him home; I have no clue if he's alright or what he's found. He said he would keep in touch. Why hasn't he? He told me not to worry that he would call every week at the least. He hasn't called once." She put her face in her hands.

Hermione pulled her to lay her head on her shoulder and tried to calm her down. "I'm sure he has good reason not to have called or contacted you in any way. Harry would never leave you in the dark about things like this. Which means he has a good sense to not have called."

Ron nodded to what Hermione had to say. He was trying to think of a reason for why Harry hasn't called. After the war between Harry and Voldemort, things in the wizarding world calmed down.

Death eaters no longer attacked, they stayed well enough away from any trouble. Any dark magic used once and they would be sent to Azkaban for many years to have followed. So why would Harry just not call? He needed to find out for his sisters sake and theirs; especially James.