Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing.

Author's Note: The first few chapters have been revised to make the story a bit clearer.

Chapter 1: Owl Post and Visions

"GET DOWN HERE NOW, BOY!"

Fifteen year old Harry Potter put his quill down at the sound of his Uncle Vernon's angry shouts. He sighed and proceeded to leave his room.

"I wonder what I did this time," he muttered under his breath. The Dursley's, Harry's only living relatives, had always disliked Harry. Why? Because, Harry was a wizard, and the Dursley's hated anything that wasn't normal.

Harry reached the bottom of the stairs to find his purple-faced uncle looking disgruntled while pointing at zooming ball of feathers. Pig! Pig was Harry's best friend's owl. Pig was currently flying around a shaking Dudley, who had taken shelter under the kitchen table, which couldn't have been easy considering his large size.

"GET THAT BLOODY THING OUT OF HERE NOW BOY! I WILL NOT HAVE YOUR ABNORMALITY DISTRUPTING THIS HOUSE AGAIN BOY," roared his uncle.

"Yes sir. Sorry about that. I'm sure my friends won't have a problem stopping by to check on me then, if they can't send owls." Harry smirked when his uncle became flustered and muttered something about not having any freaks in his house.

Harry turned and left the room, Pig zooming behind him excitedly. Harry slammed his door shut behind him when he entered his bedroom, causing Uncle Vernon to yell out obscenities aimed towards Harry. Harry untied the letters from Pig's leg and left him free to fly around the room, much to Hedwig's annoyance. Harry smiled when he saw Ginny's loopy handwriting on one of the envelopes.

Since the nightmare at the Department of Mysteries, when Harry's Godfather, Sirius Black, had been murdered, Harry had only been able to open himself up to two people; Remus Lupin and Ginny Weasley.

Remus Lupin, who had been his father and Sirius' best friend, had helped Harry to control his grief by taking time and listening to Harry. He had visited Harry many times since the end of term, and each time Harry began to feel less and less responsible for his godfather's death. Lupin also helped Harry to feel closer to his parents and Sirius by recounting many stories from their time at Hogwarts.

And Ginny? Beautiful, innocent Virginia Weasley (a/n: I had already used Virginia before JKR stated Ginerva was her name, so I'm keeping it that way), little Ginny, who had somehow grown up over the years and had become wise for her years. As much as Harry loved his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, he wasn't able to truly open up to them. They couldn't understand what it was like to have a madman in your head, a madman who could easily control you. Ginny could.

In her second year Ginny had been possessed by Lord Voldemort. He had caused her to hurt many people and had it not been for the trio she'd have died. Their connection to Voldemort was not the only reason Harry found himself able to open up to the youngest Weasley.

Harry remembered back to the start of summer at King's Cross Station. The Order had just given The Dursley's a warning to treat Harry kindly or else, which had caused Harry to feel a huge swell of love in his heart for them, the only good feeling he'd had since Sirius had died. Harry had just begun to head towards the car with his so called family when he had heard someone calling his name.

Flashback

Harry followed the Dursley's, dreading the upcoming summer, despite the Order's warning to his family it would still be miserable because he'd be missing Sirius. He heard running footsteps behind him but chose to ignore them.

"Harry!" He heard someone call out. Harry stopped and turned to see a breathless Ginny make her way towards him. She stopped once she reached him.

"Hello Ginny," Harry said, glancing back towards his relatives who had stopped a few feet behind him and were silently watching him. "What is it?"

"I needed to tell you something and well, I didn't really get the chance to tell you back there, with everyone in your face and all. And I can't tell you this in an owl, it has to be in person," she said hurriedly.

Harry grabbed her by one arm, the simple touch sending a shock through both of them, and led her to an area away from the Dursley's nosy ears. "Okay, what is it Gin?"

"Well Harry, I realize that everyone has probably been trying to get you to open up and to tell you how much they understand how you must be feeling right now, which none of them do. And I know this is going to sound repetitive, but I want you to know Harry that I'm here to talk, whenever you need it. And don't worry; I won't put my elbow in the butter dishes if I do receive an owl from you." They both laughed at that memory. "Anyways, just remember, I'm here when you decide to come out of your teenage angst brooding stage and are ready to talk to people again. Just make it fast, 'cause the whole "angry Harry" thing has gotten old already."

Harry was shocked at her bluntness. No one had dared tell him anything like that for fear he would snap, and here was Ginny, cool as a cucumber telling him what a prat he was.

"All right," Harry said. "When I get out of, what was it, "teenage angst brooding stage"? Well, when I get out of that stage, we'll talk."

"Good," Ginny said. She reached up and gave Harry a hug which he returned. "Bye Harry," she said as she pulled away. Gathering her courage she quickly gave Harry a quick kiss on the cheek and left him without another word.

End Flashback

Since that day Harry and Ginny had continued to send each other owls on a daily basis. Harry could now truly call Ginny one of his best friends. Harry tossed Ron's letter aside and opened Ginny's.

Harry,

Hey, how's it going? Me, I'm just peachy considering Bill and Charlie have both moved back in, leaving me in a house full of men once again. I swear, one more day of this and I'll go insane. Even having Hermione here is no help. All she does is read or stare out into space. And don't even get me started on Ron.

Have you continued to practice your Occlumency? You had better or I'll floo over to Mrs. Figg's and walk on over to the Dursley's and beat you up (I'll do it too). Dumbledore has insisted that mum teach me over the summer, just in case. Plus, it's nice not to have those nightmares about Tom anymore.

So, on to another subject, have you heard from my great big prat of a brother Ronald? He is absolutely mad! I still haven't told him that Dean and I dating was just a lie to piss him off. In fact, just last night he was ranting about not being able to trust Dean and that you'd be a much better choice. He nearly had a heart attack when I exclaimed "Ronald, I must confess, I've been secretly dating Harry for years!" The look on his face was priceless, until I told him I was joking. He's still a bit sore about that. But it is his fault for being so gullible, right?

Anyways, Ron's screaming at me to hurry up so I can send this bloody insane owl off. You'd better write me back Potter or I'll kidnap you from the muggles (actually, come to think of it….).

Ginny

P.S. Do you reckon Ron and Hermione will snog soon? I mean you can literally reach out and almost feel the sexual tension between them, it's disturbing really.

Harry laughed aloud. Ginny could really be too much at times. Harry sat at his desk and proceeded to write Ginny back.

Gin,

It'd be going better if I could go back to the Burrow. It's not that bad though, Lupin and Tonks visit regularly. I also saw Bill and your cousin, Athena, that's her name right, the other day. The Dursley's mostly avoid me like the plague, which is fine by me.

Yes, I have been practicing my Occlumency. Must you be so violent? Maybe you and I should get together, if only to humor Ron. I'm just kidding by the way.

Please feel free to kidnap me from the muggles whenever you feel the need. I'm about to go mad just sitting here brooding as you like to call it. Well, I'd better go; I'm due to have tea at Mrs. Figg's soon. Who knows, maybe I can witness another classic Dung and Figg argument (talk about tension).

Love,

Harry

P.S. I reckon they will snog soon; the sooner the better. Maybe then we won't have to suffer their never ending arguments.

Harry carefully the stuffed the piece of parchment into an envelope and sealed it. Harry picked up Ron's letter and noticed that there was one from Hermione as well. Harry opened Ron's letter first.

Harry,

How's it going mate? Are the muggles treating you alright? If they aren't, let me know. Gred and Forge are dying to test some of their newest products on the muggles. I still can't figure out how in the world they got all that money to open the joke shop.

Have you talked to Ginny? She's driving me absolutely mad. I swear she's becoming more and more like the twins everyday. I sometimes wonder how she didn't end up in Slytherin. And she's hiding something from me. I can tell. What is it mate? I know you know. All the two of you do is send bloody owls to one another.

Speaking of insufferable, all Hermione does is talk about her bloody perfect OWL scores. I got 8 O.W.L.'s. Can you believe it? That's only four less than Hermione, but she still lectures me on how I could have done better. What did you get?

Bloody hell, I'd better be going mate. From the sounds of it the twins have tested another product on Hermione. I'd better go help her before she wrings my neck or kills the twins, which doesn't sound that bad.

Ron

P.S. Why do you reckon Hermione always picks fights with me?

Harry shook his head. Ron was such an idiot at times. Everyone knew why those two constantly fought, well except for them. Harry dipped his quill in ink and wrote a reply.

You Dumb Prat a.k.a. Ron,

The muggles are fine. Speaking of Ginny, has it ever occurred to you that you drive her up the bloody wall? It's not easy having six older brothers, five of which live at home. I'd probably try to drive them mad too.

I got 9 O.W.L.'s. And I got an O in potions. That has to be eating away at Snape, the stupid git.

Has it ever occurred to you that Hermione is insufferable because you fancy her Ron? Don't deny it. Everyone except the two of you can see it. Just go for it you idiot. You can be so blind sometimes. Well, I'd better go; I still have to read Hermione's letter.

Ron

P.S. I reckon she picks fights with you because she fancies you as well, and as I recall, you pick fights with her as well, git.

Harry smirked as he finished the letter and set it aside. He opened Hermione's which read:

Harry,

How is it going? Have you had anymore nightmares? I hope not. You really should continue to practice Occlumency. Even Ginny's started it. The more I think about it, the more I realize how much the two of you have in common.

Have you received you OWL scores? I got a perfect 12 out of 12. Did you know your mum got perfect OWL scores when she was in school? I remember Sirius and Remus telling me that last year.

Speaking of Sirius, Harry, I hope you're not still blaming yourself for what happened. It really wasn't your fault. It was all Voldemort, just like Cedric. Voldemort is the cause for all those deaths, not you.

Well, hopefully I'll see you soon Harry. Mrs. Weasley's trying to get you away from the Dursley's as soon as she can.

With Love,

Hermione

Harry tried to contain his anger when Hermione mentioned Sirius. Why did she always have to do that? Harry wrote her a short reply stating that he was having no nightmares and his OWL scores. He tied the letters to Pig's leg and sent him off.

Harry sat staring after the owl until it was out of his sight. He looked at the clock which read "2:38." It was nearly time for his daily visit with Mrs. Figg. Harry slipped his wand in his back pocket and proceeded to leave the house in the direction of Mrs. Figg's.

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Ginny Weasley walked down the stairs of The Burrow just in time to see Pigwidgeon flying excitedly into the kitchen window over and over again.

"Bloody insane bird," Ginny muttered as she opened the window. Ginny had to quickly duck down to avoid being hit by Pig as he zoomed into the kitchen straight at her. Ginny jumped up and quickly grabbed the insane ball of feathers. Ginny untied the letters, taking hers and retying Ro and Hermione's onto Pig's leg.

"Here, fly up the stairs and peck at Ron's door until he answers it and give him his letter." Ginny chuckled to herself as Pig flew excitedly up the stairs.

Ginny opened her letter and saw that it was from Harry. She read his letter and chuckled when she read his post script. She really should let Ron read that last part. When she got to his signature she stared at it in shock. "Love, Harry." But Harry never signs his letters "love." Why would he all of a sudden start? Maybe Hermione would know. Ginny ran hurriedly up the stairs towards her and Hermione's room.

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Ron sat at his desk, attempting to finish his Potion's essay. He was having a hard time coming up with the procedure to properly brew a Mandrake Drought. He was about to go and find Hermione to ask her when he heard a rapping at his door. When he opened it he fell backwards when Pig flew right into him.

"Damn ruddy bird," he growled as he grabbed Pig. He untied the letters from his leg and shoved him into his cage. Ron read Harry's letter and got upset when Harry suggested him and Hermione fancied one another. How in the world did Harry know Ron fancied her? Did everyone really know? Was he that obvious?

"Hey Ron," Ginny said from the doorway.

"What?" Ron snapped.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if you've seen Hermione. But I'll leave since you're being such a jackass." Ginny turned to leave but Ron ran to her and stopped her.

"Is it that obvious?"

Ginny looked at Ron oddly for a moment. "Is what obvious Ronald?"

Ron looked towards a picture of him, Hermione, and Harry taken in their third year. Ginny followed Ron's eyes and her mouth mad an "o" shape when she realized what he was talking about. Ginny smirked and decided to have a little fun at Ron's expense.

"Well, of course everyone knows you fancy Harry, Ron."

"Ginny! I'm being serious. Does everyone know?"

Ginny rolled her eyes. "Yes Ron, everyone knows how madly in love with Hermione you are, everyone except her and up until now, you."

Ron sat down on his bed and stared out into space. "Ron?" Ginny waved a hand in front of his face. "Ronald are you there? Look Ron there's a spider on your bed."

"Hmm, that's nice Ginny," Ron replied while still looking dumbstruck.

"Ok, I'm leaving now. I'll just," she noticed Hermione's letter on the desk and picked it up, "take this to Hermione. Bye Ron." She stopped at the door and looked back at Ron.

"Ron, I suggest you ask Hermione our for a Butterbeer, and then twenty minutes into it casually drop in that you'd like to marry her and have lots of sex and babies." (a/n: I love "Love Actually", I couldn't help it) Ginny took one last look at him and closed the door slowly behind her before walking down the stairs where she met the twins.

"Hello sister," they said together.

"Hi," she replied, eyeing them suspiciously.

"Well, we'll be off. Lots to do," Fred said.

"Ok," she said as she walked away, looking back at them. What were they up to?

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Hermione sat under the big oak tree in the Weasley's yard attempting to do her Transfiguration assignment. She tried focusing but her mind kept wandering. She threw her quill down in frustration and tossed her precious book aside. Who was she kidding? How in the world was she supposed to concentrate on homework when Ronald Weasley, the most gorgeous guy in the world (at least in her eyes), was in the house behind her?

Hermione sighed and began daydreaming about Ron when Ginny came up to her, waving a hand in front of her face. "'Ninny? Hello, Hermione? Is anyone in there? Hermione, an owl just came for you from Hogwarts, it says they made a mistake and you failed all of your O.W.L.'s."

"What?" Hermione snapped out of her trance and jumped up. Ginny laughed.

"I'm kidding."

"What do you want Ginny?"

Hermione began telling Hermione about Harry signing his letter "love". Ginny asked her what she thought. Hermione laughed in her head. Hermione had begun to suspect that Harry had finally begun returning Ginny's feelings.

"Well, Ginny, I think Harry finally fancies you, and if not at the least finally realizes what an amazing friend you are. Why don't you just ask him," Hermione asked.

"Hermione, I can't just ask Harry that. He's as dumb as my brother when it comes to girls." Ginny said as Hermione muttered something that sounded oddly like "emotional range of a teaspoon". "I know, you talk to Harry and I'll talk to Ron. Although, I reckon Ron would marry you and have lots of sex and babies in a heart beat." Ginny gave Hermione a cheesy grin, which earned a frown from Hermione.

"Fine, I'll talk to him," Hermione replied while Ginny squealed and jumped up and down like an idiot. "Only if you never do that again," Hermione said. Ginny stopped, gave Hermione a dirty look, and walked off after handing her a letter from Harry. This is going to be a long summer, Hermione thought to herself.

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On her way back to the house Ginny could hear audible whispers coming somewhere from behind the garage. As she got closer she could make out Moody, Tonks, and Lupin's voices. What were they doing at the Burrow? Ginny got closer and could now make out Bill's voice as well. It must be Order business she thought. She started heading back towards the house until she heard Harry's name.

"It's been a week since we've heard from Harry, Bill. Dumbledore insists the four of us go in and check on him," Lupin said.

Odd, Ginny thought, I just heard from him this morning.

"Well, Ginny's heard from him, and hasn't Arabella seen him," Bill asked.

"Yes, well, it's just a precaution Bill," Tonks answered.

"All right," Bill said, "fine by me; let's go."

"Well, I'm going too," Ginny said, stepping into their sights. Moody grumbled under his breath while Bill winked at Tonks who simply shook her head.

"Ginny, that may not be such a good idea, you see," Lupin began.

"I don't care, I'm going. Plus, if you don't let me I'll have to tell mum about Harry, which we all know will cause her to go into a worrying fit and you know how that goes," Ginny said cheekily.

"Why you evil little munchkin," Bill said. "It's alright, let's take her along. We'll need a Portkey."

Tonks picked an old boot up off the ground and pointed her wand at it while saying "Portus." Everyone put their hands on it. A few seconds and a tug at their navels later, they found themselves in an alley between Pivet Drive and Magnolia Crescent. Ginny took a deep breath and followed the others towards the house.

Harry heard the doorbell ring as he was in the process of helping his Aunt Petunia with dinner.

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"Harry dear, pass me a knife please," his aunt asked.

"Huh? Um, ok, here you go," Harry said uneasily. His aunt had started acting almost civil towards him as of late which freaked Harry out. Somehow, he knew it had nothing to do with the Order's warning. Harry heard his uncle give a startled grunt from the other room.

"Harry, would you come in here for a minute please," his uncle asked. Harry smiled. Orders members were there.

"Go ahead Harry, I've got this," his aunt said in between chopping some carrots. Harry gave her a grateful smile and calmly walked into the living room. When Harry saw Remus he couldn't help but give the man a big hug.

"Hello Harry," Remus smiled.

"Hello Remus. Not that I'm not glad to see you but, why are you here," Harry asked.

"It's been a week since Headquarters has heard from you, we got worried."

Harry was confused, "but Remus, I sent a letter two days ago. Do you think one of Voldemort's followers intercepted it?"

As if on cue, Petunia entered the room closely followed by Dudley at her heels. Petunia gave a small gasp when she saw Remus.

"Remus," Petunia asked.

"Yes. Hello Petunia." Remus gave her a nod before returning to the dumbstruck Harry. "I'm afraid that must be the case Harry. We'll double your guard duty. That way at least you're safe. Well, since that's done, the others are outside if you wish to say hello."

"Wotcher Harry," Tonks said as she happily bounced in, in her natural form, much to Harry's surprise.

"Wotcher Tonks," Harry said smiling. Remus put an arm around her shoulders and Harry looked over their shoulder to see Bill and Moody entering the house. He was about to say "hello" when an excited Ginny bounded into the house throwing herself into Harry's arms.

Harry returned her embrace while noting that she smelled of lilacs. "Hey Ginny," he whispered into her hair.

Dudley gave Harry a jealous look. Why did girls never throw themselves at him? He was good looking, right? Vernon had a shocked expression while Petunia tried to hide a smile that tugged at her lips. Bill and Tonks looked at one another before suppressing their chuckles.

"We'll be outside then," Bill said while dragging an unwilling Tonks behind him and Moody. As soon as the door shut, Harry could hear giggles coming from the younger Order members. Ginny reluctantly pulled away from Harry to glare at Bill through the door before looking back at Harry. Their eyes met and locked for a moment.

"It's wonderful to see you again Harry," Ginny said.

"You too Gin, but why are you here? Not that I'm not happy to see you of course," he added.

Ginny blushed and looked down. "Well, I heard Professor Lupin telling Bill they were coming to check on you and well, I just couldn't resist seeing you. I hope you don't mind."

Harry didn't mind at all. "Of course not Gin, it's always good to see you." Ginny shyly looked back up and met his eyes again. They stood there, gazing into the other's eyes for a few minutes.

As this went on both Remus and Petunia's eyes met as well. They were both thinking the same thing, "They're the mirror image of Lily and James." Petunia looked back towards Harry and the girl who looked so much like her baby sister. Remus cleared his throat.

"I think it'd best we head off Ginny. Molly's have a fit if she found out you were here," Remus said.

"All right," Ginny said. Harry and Ginny walked towards the door, Remus in tow. When they reached the door Harry stopped and gave Ginny a hug. Harry pulled away and gave Ginny a lingering kiss on the cheek. Ginny slowly pulled away, their faces only centimeters apart. Ginny looked into his eyes and gathered her Gryffindor courage before planting a firm kiss on Harry's lips. Harry was taken aback by her action. After his shock wore off he wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Ginny responded by wrapping both arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. Neither was sure how long they stayed like that but at the sound of Remus clearing his throat they realized where they were and pulled apart, breathless.

"Well, nice seeing you Ginny."

"Same here Harry," Ginny said before giving him a quick hug and peck on the cheek and joining the others outside.

Remus raised an eyebrow. "What—?"

"Don't ask," Harry said, looking at the Dursley's. "What?" He asked them. Vernon said nothing, but dragged Dudley out of the room, leaving Petunia.

Bill and the others walked in. Bill looked from Harry to Ginny then back again. "Why do you two have flushed faces?' Bill asked accusingly.

"No reason Bill." Ginny glared at him.

Bill continued to look at them suspiciously. "Do you want to fight Bill? 'Cause we can do this." Ginny threatened.

Tonks gave Bill a "you'd better not" look.

Moody huffed. "We haven't got all day Weasley's."

Harry said goodbye to everyone and they left using Portkey once again. Harry grinned as he turned towards his aunt. "I'll be upstairs," Harry bounded towards the stairs but his aunt stopped him.

"What is it Aunt Petunia?"

"You look just like your father. Has anyone ever told you that," she asked.

"Yeah, they have." Harry looked oddly at his aunt before going up the stairs.

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"Pettigrew!" Voldemort cried. That insolent idiot! If he didn't prove useful at times Voldemort would have killed him then and there. Peter ran into the room, breathless.

"So sorry sir, it will not happen again. What can I do to serve you my Lord?" Peter said like the blubbering idiot he was, bowing at his master's feet.

"I'm sick of Potter always foiling my plans. We cannot fail again! This time I want him dead," Voldemort said.

Peter flinched. Dead? Why did his master want Harry dead so badly? Sure he had caused his first downfall, and foiled his plots over and over again, but other than that what could it be? Wait, why was he thinking this? If his master wanted him dead then so did he. But then again, Peter did owe his life to Potter and was in his debt.

"The plan starts tonight. Call for the others, tonight, we finish off the Longbottoms."

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Harry awoke, one hand clutching his scar. This was bad, very bad. Harry had to do something, and fast.