Ginny pulled away from Hermione. She had an angry look on her face as she looked from Hermione to Ron.

"Ginny what's wrong?" Asked a concerned Ron.

"Harry disappears in potions class after an explosion and the two of you don't care. You're not even worried or upset, just calm. Both of you being his best friends!"

"We can't believe that he's really gone." Said Hermione.

"He'll turn up. He couldn't have gone far. He'll find a way to get back here." Ron added.

"A-and wh-what if h-he d-doesn't?"

"He will. He has to." Ron said not wanting to accept the possibility that his best friend could be gone and not return.

"B-but…"

"Ginny you can't think like that. I have to believe that he will return. I can't imagine him permanently gone." Hermione said with tears welling up in her eyes as she cut Ginny off.

Hermione and Ron did their best to comfort Ginny. Neither one wanted to think about never seeing Harry again. It was all they could do to not fall apart. Ron wanted to be there and to be strong for Ginny and Hermione. Hermione wanted to be there for Ron and to be there and be strong for Ginny.

That night at dinner everyone looked around as they heard a strange rumbling sound like thunder and the sound of howling wind. Several students looked up at the bewitched ceiling and saw something appear and falling fast. There was thud as whatever fell from the ceiling landed on the floor between the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tables. As the Gryffindor's and Ravenclaw's got a better look they realized that a person had fallen from the ceiling.

All of Gryffindor screamed in shock. The rest of the dining hall had a mixture of screams of shock and sighs of fear as they recognized Harry Potter lying on the floor barely breathing, his robes torn and scorched. Minor scrapes and cuts and scorch burns on his bare skin exposed through the holes in his robes.

All of Gryffindor House had surrounded Harry. The rest of the hall, except Slytherin's, were standing on the seats and tables trying to get a look.

"Get out of the way! Give me some room! He needs to be taken to Madam Pomfrey. Prefects take your houses to their common rooms. Your food will be brought to all of you there." McGonagall said as she conjured a stretcher to take Harry to the hospital wing.

Everyone did as instructed, except those left from the D.A., they all followed McGonagall to the hospital wing instead of going to their common rooms.

"Minerva, he should be transferred to St. Mungo's."

"NO!" screamed the group of students that had followed McGonagall.

"What on earth are all of you doing here?"

"Did you really expect us not to follow you?" Hermione asked.

"Very well Miss Granger, I suppose the lot of you can stay for a while."

Madam Pomfrey did not look happy. Not only did she have to care for Harry but to allow this many visitors at one time was unheard of.

Hermione and Ginny pulled up chairs to sit on Harry's right side. George and Ron pulled up chairs to sit on the left. Everyone else stood around Harry's bed. Hermione picked up Harry's right hand and held it in hers.

Hermione said in a quivering voice. "Harry can you hear me? It's Hermione. Ron is here as well as George, Ginny and the rest of the D.A. Please wake up. Don't give up…"

"Harry I am so sorry. I shouldn't have treated you the way I did. I shouldn't have been mad at you. Please wake up. I need you. I can't do this alone." A near hysterical Ginny sobbed out.

"Harry, you're my best mate but if you don't wake up and open your eyes right now and make my sister stop crying I'm gonna kill ya." Ron demanded

"I lost Fred, I can't lose you too!" George said crying.

Remaining members of Dumbledore's Army one by one murmured his or her encouragement to Harry to hang on and wake up and what he meant to each of them. Shorty after that Madam Pomfrey shooed everyone except Hermione, Ginny, Ron and George out of the hospital wing.

"Why can't everyone stay?" Hermione asked.

"Don't need that many visitors as once. There are other patients in here. I will allow four visitors at a time for Harry." Madam Pomfrey said as she walked back to her office.

"Someone should tell your family." Hermione suggested.

"You go on and do it. We're not leaving." Rom responded.

"I'm not leaving either."

Madam Pomfrey walked out of her office and over to Harry's bed.

"I would like to ask you four to step out for a moment. I need to tend to Mr. Potter's injuries. Once I finish you all may return."

All four of them reluctantly got up, murmured to Harry that they would be right back and stepped out.

Madam Pomfrey used a purple liquid to clean Harry's cuts. As she dabbed the liquid on the cuts there was a small puff of smoke emanating from each cut. Madam Pomfrey used an orange colored past for the burns. She was about to begin healing the cuts when McGonagall entered the hospital wing.

"Madam Pomfrey, how is he doing"?

"I would have to say that he is not doing well. Yes he is breathing, but he is very weak. I don't know what to do for him. You know what I suggested when you brought him to me and I still stand by what I said."

"I know, but I think he will fair better right here. He has his friends who are more like extended family. Give it some time, if there is no improvement than we shall have him moved to St. Mungo's."

"Thank you Professor, oh could you please let the Weasley's and Miss. Granger know that they can return to his bed side?"

"Of course."

McGonagall left the hospital wing.

"Madam Pomfrey said that you are allowed to back inside."

"Thank you Professor. Uh…is there any way to let Mr. and Mrs. Weasley know about Harry?"

"I already have Hermione. They should be arriving soon."

All four quickly but quietly went back to Harry's bedside. Hermione had been sitting near Harry's head but felt that Ginny should in that spot instead. Ginny nodded her thanks. George and Ron switched places as well so that Ron could be across from Hermione.

"Harry, we are back. I don't know about Bill, Charlie or Percy but mum and dad are on their way her. I really wish you would wake up." Ginny said as she started to cry again.

As Ginny took Harry's right hand into hers, Harry took a deep breath and exhaled. The four of them looked at each other, back at Harry and then back at each other.

George was about to get up and to see what Madam Pomfrey had to say about it when the doors to the hospital wing opened. The rest of the Weasley family walked through the doors and straight to the small group around Harry.

"No." Mrs. Weasley sobbed out and rushed to Harry's side nearly knocking George over.

"George dear I'm sorry."

"It's okay mum." George got up to let his mum sit next to Harry.

"What happened?" Asked Mr. Weasley.

"Well, Harry was preoccupied with something. It was evident that there was something else on his mind. He wasn't paying attention in potions class. Before I could get Harry's attention…." Hermione trailed off and started to cry.

"A lot of smoke was billowing out of his cauldron, then it exploded and Harry flew backwards. Once all the smoke in class room dissipated he was gone." Ron finished explaining.

"What do you mean he was gone?" Charlie asked.

"I mean he was gone, not there in the room anywhere. He disappeared."

"If he disappeared from class how did he end up here?" Asked Bill.

"It was dinner in the dining hall. Everyone was looking around. There was a rumbling like thunder and the sound of howling wind. Several people looked up at the ceiling and something was falling…" George trailed off too chocked up to continue.

"It was Harry falling from the ceiling. I know it sounds strange and you're all probably thinking that we imagined it but we didn't. How could a whole school see the same exact thing? We didn't know at first, it wasn't until Harry was on the floor that it was realized Harry had fallen from the ceiling. That is what we all saw." Ginny finished while crying.

"That doesn't make sense."

"It doesn't have to make sense Percy. It just is. If you want feel free to ask the whole school what they saw and they will tell you. Well, don't ask the Slytherin's they'll make up something strange other than what we saw." Hermione responded to Percy's remark.

All that could be heard were the sounds of crying, sobbing and the occasional wailing. Madam Pomfrey thought she had heard extra people in the hospital wing and left her office.

"Now I said only four at a time."

"W-we w-will o-only b-be a m-minute." Said a sobbing Mrs. Weasley.

"Madam Pomfrey, we are the only family he has. The only real family he has. Could you please allow us a little more time?" Said Bill

"We are the only real and decent family he has. And I think I can speak for whole family when I say, to us he is family."

"Well, okay." Madam Pomfrey said as she wiped away a few tears that had escaped down her face and went back to her office.

"Oh Ginny dear." Mrs. Weasley said as she got up and walked around to hug Ginny.

Ron could not take seeing his mum so sad, he hid his face in his hands. Hermione reached over the bed to take one of his hands when she noticed something different.

"Ron, look at your hand, your right hand."

"What about it?"

"The small scar, it's gone. Harry pushed you out of the way so that Norbert wouldn't bite you but…"

"Oh yeah, you're right. That's strange, what do you think happened?"

"What are the two of you going on about?" Asked Percy.

"It's a long story and it happened first year, well at least for me and Ron." Hermione answered.

"Hermione, look at Harry's right arm. Wasn't there a scar in the crook of his arm from the basilisk?"

"Yes. What are you saying Ginny?"

"It's not there as if it never happened."

"How can that be possible?" Ron asked.

"Don't look at me." Said Hermione.

"Don't you think that the scars could have faded over time?" Asked Percy.

"No. The scars were evident this morning." Hermione and Ron said

No one said anything for an hour. They just sat or stood there watching, tears falling down faces.

"Harry please come back. I need you." Ginny said softly as she softly kissed his cheek.

At the moment Ginny's lips touched Harry's cheek he sucked in a ragged breath and shakily exhaled.

"What was that?" Ron asked.

"That's the second time." Hermione stated.

"What do you mean?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"I was going to get Madam Pomfrey when all of you walked in. Ginny had taken Harry's had into hers; he took a deep breath and exhaled normally. Still it's the second time."

"George what are getting at?"

"What I'm saying is that I think Ginny is a trigger. I think out of everyone here, Ginny needs to be the one constant person. Look, we all agree that Ginny and Harry always had a connection and felt that there would always be a connection between the two of them. Why wouldn't they still have the connection? Does it really matter that they had not yet made up. Ginny all the while you weren't taking to him and acting as though he didn't exist, did you or did you not want to get back together with Harry?"

"Of course I did. I didn't want to break up in the first place but I understood why. I thought that once it was over that we would get back together."

"Harry wanted to get back together with you too." Ron said.

Ginny started to cry again saying that it was all her fault.

"Ginny dear, don't go blaming yourself."

"Mum it is! Don't you see? Harry wasn't paying attention in class because he was thinking about me! If I hadn't of been so cruel…" Ginny couldn't finish what she was saying she had begun to cry.

Ginny sucked in a quick breath and looked down at her and Harry's hands as Harry sucked in a ragged breath and shakily exhaled as though he had been crying.

"Ginny what is it?"

"H-he closed his hand around mine, and look tears are streaming down his face. Can he hear us?"

"It's possible." Hermione answered.