Wow. So it's been about 6 months since I've updated…unfortunately, I can't promise frequent updates until the summer, but I will try my best until then!
Harry's POV
It had been a month since the last Death Eater attack. A whole month, and no word from the Death Eaters had come. It was October now, and Harry was sure that Albus was well warmed up to Hogwarts by now. Though he hadn't been able to write to his son, a feat that he regretted immensely, Harry was nearly positive that Albus had made plenty of friends at Hogwarts by now. Harry wondered what house Albus had been sorted into, then put thoughts of his son aside, rolled out of bed, and stumbled down the stairs for breakfast, ignoring Mrs. Black's screaming portrait.
Harry could smell something cooking in the kitchen. He assumed it was some inedible dish of Hermione's. Harry sauntered into the kitchen, plopped down on a chair at the table, and yawned a hello to Ron and Hermione, both of whom were leaning on the kitchen counter by a cutting board with vegetables scattered on and around it.
Hermione turned to Harry. "So what's next?" she asked.
"What do you mean?" asked Harry.
Hermione hesitated. "Harry. We've been sulking around this house for a month, waking up to a screaming portrait and creaking stairs every morning. We haven't even talked about where we're going to find any Death Eaters, let alone the horcrux. We need a plan."
Harry sighed. "Can this wait until Ginny's awake, please?"
Ron turned to the counter and began furiously chopping vegetables while Hermione smiled sheepishly and folded her hands together.
"Well," Hermione began. "Ginny is already awake."
Awake already? Harry hadn't even noticed that she wasn't beside him when he woke up. Harry furrowed his eyebrows. "Awake? Where is she?"
Hermione's lips were quivering. "Harry, please don't be mad…"
"I can't be mad if I don't know what's happened, Hermione," he said with a hint of annoyance.
Hermione breathed deeply. "She's, uhm. Well, she's gone to…she's gonetotheministryofmagic."
"I'm sorry?" Harry couldn't understand Hermione when she spoke so quickly.
"She's gone to the Ministry of Magic," Ron jumped in.
Harry frowned. "The Ministry? Why would Ginny go to the Ministry?"
"Like we said, mate," said Ron, "we've been here for a month and haven't done a thing." Ron stopped chopping veggies and turned to Harry. "It was time we started up again with trying to figure things out. I know you miss everyone back home just as much as I do, and I'm not going to sit around and watch myself turn to dust while everyone else waits and watches while Voldemort comes back again."
Harry was stunned. Ron wasn't usually the one to speak up about anyone's decisions, especially in opposition of them. "Right," he said. "Yeah, sure." He was disappointed that his friends hadn't talked to him before his wife had gone marching off to the Ministry to do Merlin-knows-what, but he understood why they hadn't. If Harry had known, he wouldn't have let Ginny go. "You're right. We need a plan, and we need to be able to back up Ginny while she's at the Ministry. What—exactly—is she doing there?"
"She's trying to sneak in to Kinsley Shacklebolt's office," Hermione said.
Harry tried not to raise his voice, but he ended up doing so anyway. "You mean to tell me that my wife has left this house, walked in to the Ministry of Magic, and is now trying to sneak in to the office of the Minister himself? For what reason?"
"Harry," Hermione said calmly, "don't be upset. I've told you not to be upset. We didn't have a choice. We need to get moving trying to find this horcrux. If we don't, Voldemort could be back again. We have to do this, Harry, and we have to do it now. We know the Minister has information on dark wizards that even the Auror's don't know. It's classified. If we can get that information, we might be able to piece something together about the last horcrux."
"Okay," Harry said. "How are we going to get inside the Ministry?"
"Harry, you're the head of the Auror Department. Can't you just walk in?"
"Right," Harry said.
The trio wasted no time in getting to the Ministry. Once they were inside Harry's office, they needed a plan.
"Ginny could be anywhere," Ron said. "At this point, I say we split up to look. Harry, you look closest to Shacklebolt's office. Hermione, search the main floor and the floo network to see if she's just arrived. I'll look in the odd places—the places no one would think of."
Harry and Hermione nodded, and without another word, the trio split.
Sorry guys :/ that was a sub-par chapter. I'll get back in to the flow of writing soon though :)