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Meet Ginevra

Whatever she expected to see once the stark white door of No. 4 Privet Dr was opened, this wasn't it.

Before her was a shocked and slightly embarrassed Harry Potter, who's cheeks, were a mix of red and white as if they couldn't decide they were embarrassed or stricken with fear. After this last year it very well could have been from madness.

Tom had that affect on people.

"Who?" A rather large blond boy asked from behind Harry, she assumed it was his cousin from her brother's descriptions.

"Gin-" Harry started and from the moment he saw her standing there at No 4, he knew he had missed her. Even with the good dreams, which he now knew were his dreams, he had missed her desperately. And all he could think of was how to protect her from the Dursley's.

That was if she would let him.

"Weasley, one Miss Ginevra Weasley"

Albus Dumbledore stood out on the step of No.4 Privet Dr, dressed in a gentleman's Cricket uniform and long tweed coat with a stick of celery pinned to the lapel.

"Professor-" Harry startled to ask, he hadn't heard directly from his headmaster all summer, and here he was, on the front step at his Aunt's house wearing celery.

"Harry, would you mind letting your Aunt know we are here, before young Ms. Weasley has the opportunity to let me know just what sort of error I have made by using her full first name?"

"Yes Professor, but first I have to ask, what do you see when you look into the Mirror?"

For her part, Ginny looked a little confused and curious at the question. 'What would the Headmaster see in the mirror?'

"Wooly socks" Albus smiled and walked into the Dursley's home as Harry nodded and walked back into the kitchen to his Aunt and Uncle.

"Aunt Petunia, Professor Dumbledore is here to speak with you and Uncle Vernon-"

Immediately Vernon went purple as Petunia went white, " I will not have any more freaks in this house!" Vernon yelled.

"Too bad, he's already in the living room…with Dudley…"

"What?!" Petunia hissed and hurried into the living room, grasping the front of her designer dress as if she would find her precious Diddykins tied to the coffee table to be sacrificed to old gods.

What she found was far worse, not only was Albus Dumbledore wearing a ridiculous cricket outfit, complete with vegetable but there was a young red-headed girl with him, a young red-headed girl that her Diddykins was practically drooling over. 'slag'

"Dudley, please go to your room." Petunia stated as calmly and sweetly as possible. Dudley, clearly hesitant, trotted up to his room, backwards.

Harry wondered how he did it since he kept his beady blue eyes locked onto Ginny's shapely short form. She wasn't indecent, in her full tea-length skirt of green and peacock blue and peacock blue blouse, but she did look rather attractive in green and blue.

'Of course Ginny would look rather attractive in any color or any clothing or no clothing…Whoa there Potter stop that train of thought before it pulls out of the station…and stop watching old westerns….'

"What is it you want Old Man? And why do you insist on bringing more of your kind into MY home?!"

"A delightful pleasure as always Petunia, and as I know you are a good woman, one who remembers the unfortunate horrors that tore most of our world and parts of yours in to shreds, you are more than willing, of course, to help keep it safe, and yourselves safe, to concede to my request. "

"Dear-" Vernon tried to plea, furtively, as he knew they really wouldn't be able to say no.

"What is your request this time?" Petunia's horse face looked pinched as her eyes doubled in size.

"Why to house young Miss Weasley, We have recently discovered that the Dark Forces have ill fated interest in her, and you delightful home is the only dwelling safe enough, also she already knows young Harry, so it shouldn't be very awkward."

"Is she his - his bird then?"

Ginny's brown eyes widened and she had the courtesy to blush at the accusation, or turn red with anger as Harry notice her wand arm twitch.

"No, no Ginny is the younger sister of Ron Weasley, and you remember the twins and their father Arthur from two summers ago, she also resides in the same house as Harry at Hogwarts."

Harry watched amazed as Dumbledore spoke to two muggles who must have hated magic the most as if it was the most natural activity in the world for him, while Vernon kept choking on the words 'do not say that name'

"Yes of course, then they wont mind sharing a room, we only have the one spare you know."

"Yes yes, especially since the cupboard under the stairs was rezoned as a non livable space" Harry added cheekily, bring the attention of both woman to him, he gladly focused on Petunia's accusing blue over Ginny's imploring brown.

"Yes of course. Now I have Young Ginny's items in my pocket and I will have to magic their room to accommodate both, Not a worry not a worry, the items I am magicing will only be able to be removed from their room by an adult wizard."

"Fine then. Harry show them to your room and make sure no one can see through the window. I will be in the kitchen fixing our dinner."

"Yes Aunt Petunia!" Harry Mock saluted and bowed as a waiter, his arm stretched out. "This way Sir, Ginny." He grinned, but it didn't quite reach his eyes.

"Thank you Petunia." Dumbledore nodded. "Harry" He allowed Harry to lead, and Ginny to follow, as he took the caboose position. Shortly after they started Harry stopped.

"Here we are"

"That took ages Harry, I'm surprised your beard isn't as long as Dumbledore's" Ginny whispered as she scanned the room. It was exactly as Ron and the twins described it, sparse and full of junk. 'Da's tinkering shed is homier'

"What beard?"

"Exactly."

"Now then, to begin, Harry where are your things?"

"In the cupboard locked up Sir."

"Well then, that simply wont do for the summer, is there anything other than Hedwig and her cage?"

"No Sir, everything on the shelves is Dudley's broken toys."

"Well then lets give them back." Dumbledore swished his wand and all the broken and discarded items gathering dust on the shelves flew out the bed room door, knocking on Dudley's door.

"Oi What do you want?" Could be heard from Dudley's room soon to be followed by muffled curses and sounds of pain.

"Well then is this furniture of any particular worth? Family heirloom perhaps?"

"No sir, its junk furniture from a garden sale."

And just as Harry said those words Dumbledore flicked his wand and all the furnishings vanished, leaving the room bare.

"Now, I have always been a fan of hardwood myself, do you agree Harry? Ginny?"

"I quite like the hardwood over carpet Sir." Ginny responded with a wry smile on her face, she seemed to have caught on quick to Dumbledore's game plan. "Its much warmer in comparison to this pale carpet."

"Yeah what she said"

"Good then we are in agreement, any particular colors in mind for the walls?"

To be honest, Harry had never dreamt of painting his room with the Dursley's, as they would never allow any other color than white. Looking around he found inspiration.

"I've always been fond of red Headmaster." Harry suggested with a slight tint to his cheeks, hoping Ginny would blush at the indication as well. Disappointedly she remained cool as a cucumber sandwich.

"Very Gryffindor of you Harry, but perhaps a change to your normal school room is in order."

"I like warm greens Headmaster, and it would look smashing with gold, or maybe even a warm blue?"

"Anyone want Purple? I am so fond of it myself" Dumbledore suggested.

"Eh, it's a very nice color sir, but not very umm…cough….manly"

Ginny giggled as Harry tried to politely decline the color scheme of purple.

"Not purple then…hmmm lets try this shall we" And with a swoop of his arm white sparkling light filled the room, pushing the walls farther apart. The light ate away the carpet like acid, revealing dark warm hard wood floors. The molding morphed to something slightly more decorative then plan panel and as the room doubled in size, a wall shot up, engulfing the small closet and sprouted 3 new doors, each of a dark wood to match the floor, complete with fantastic carvings. The first had a scene of an Athuric Knight in a forest, the last had a Maiden to match said Knight, and the middle was fountain of sorts. Harry half expected them to move, while Ginny took one look at the knight and maiden and glared at their Headmaster.

"Aren't they a wonderful pair?"

"Yes Sir, I suppose they are"

"Those are your closets, and the fountain leads to your bath. it's a tad small but I didn't want to waste the space."

Harry watched in awe as a very pretty summer green climbed the walls like ivy, irregularly growing over the crown molding, reaching for the center of the ceiling. They stopped suddenly and there was a creak and groan as the green started to harden like plaster. It caused a great effect of a very old room, and seemed a thousand times homier than any of wall in the house. The ceiling itself blossomed into a tarnished gold, that pooled to the center where it dripped down to form a simple 3 arm chandelier.

"Now that is very pretty Headmaster. They remind me of pictures Bill has sent me from France and Italy."

"Thank you Ginny."

"Why's Bill in France and Italy?"

"Oh, Ron didn't tell you Harry? He asked Fleur to marry him, and now he has to meet all of her Family. Including the Veelas - they liked the warmer climates of Italy and Greece."

"Oh, congratulations on him then" Harry responded, a tad upset Ron hadn't told him, and neither had Remus.

"Mom's thrilled of course, been dying to marry Bill off for years"

"He's only what 30?"

"Yes, he's 27, most wizards marry by the time their 20."

"Oh, its normal for Muggles to wait"

"Really? I would think with their life spans so short they'd want wedded bliss much sooner….ah well there are so many differences in our cultures. Now, for your bed and desks."

Before either teenagers could question the lack of plural emphasis for the beds they would need, roots burst from the floor, gnarled and old, former one rather large canopy bed, with branches forming the posts and canopy bars, and they even branched out down to the base of the bed creating a screen with only two curved openings on either side. Gold leaves started to bloom, iridescent, large and flowy they formed into the prettiest curtain Ginny had laid her eyes on.

On each side of the large bed 2 desks and 2 chairs grew, complete with drawers and golden leaved cushions.

"I trust you two will have no excuse with not completed the summer coursework. Now then, I do believe this is everything you will require that I can provide you with. Muggle items like telles and phones or radios will have to be purchased on your own. Here are your allowances, Harry you should have gotten a summer allowance every year since you started Hogwarts, so yours account balance is a little high, and Ginny yours is from the money Sirius left you. Your mother decided what amount would be feasible. Thankfully as you know the exchange rate between Muggles and wizard is very greatly in favor of Wizards."

"Yes Headmaster"

"I have a summer allowance each year? Why wasn't I told before?"

"I'm very sorry Harry, I hadn't realized you weren't informed until I collected these items. Coincidently it was up to your Aunt to inform you, Gringotts sent several letters, but as they were from Goblins I'm sure your Aunt destroyed them with out reading them. I've since forwarded all account information to go directly to you."

"That's for the best I suppose -they would have demanded I pay rent if they had known I had any money at all" Harry tried to make a joke of the situation and Dumbledore seemed glad to follow his lead, Ginny on the other hand was frowning.

"Well if they ask for me to pay, I'm more than happy to give them a piece of my mind instead of silver."

"Miss Weasley that wont be necessary, now, I must tell you due to current circumstances the safest place for you to is here at Privet Drive. Unless events change, you will need to stay here until September 1st. Arrangements will try to be made for each of your birthdays, as I know you would like to see your friends and family. You may of course continue communication through Remus, as he will be here daily to check on you. Are there any questions?"

"Sir, why is there only one bed?" Harry asked, trying not to seem to desperate to not sleep in the same bed as Ginny, as well as trying to not look too interested in the prospect."

"Only one bed for fit in the room. Well then if that's all, you two have a fantastic summer." Before either could blink Dumbledore disappeared, just as he had done when the Ministry tried to arrest him earlier in the year.

"How does he do that?"

"What? Disapparate?"

"No evade questions so well. I wish I knew how back when Skeeter was interviewing me in broom closets."

"Decades of practice. Centuries even."

"Hmm…well Hi, sorry about how I answered the door. Do you know where your stuff is? I can help you bring it up if you want."

"Harry, I think Dumbledore already did that, we should check our closets."

"True."

Emerald eyes watched as Ginny walked to the Lady, immediately enjoying the view of her backside as the skirt she wore flounced, showing more of her creamy white legs.

Ron definitely was going to kill him, Voldemort be damned.

He went to the Knight once she disappeared behind the lady, and found the closet to be larger then his old cupboard. His school supplies and broom were already hanging and organized, in the middle of on wall was another door, this one with the same marking as the fountain on the bath's door. He opened it to find a very large bath done up in stone, with candelabras to give it a very grotto effect. There were two separate water closets, a his and a hers on each side of the bath, with stone sinks set up on the opposite sides. Between the water closets was a rather larger and rather deep bath. Currently empty Harry guessed the stone bowl of the bath went down an impossible 6 ft, with a wide step around the deepest part and built in seats. Across from that was a double shower built in the stone, the only cover for the shower was some hanging vines.

All in all it was a very grown up bath, a luxury not seen in any home near Privet Dr, and the ideas popping into his unwilling brain were making him blush Weasley Red.

"Well this is smashing, I'll have to take a nice bath later today."

Ginny's voiced echoed beautifully in the room, and Harry looked up to find her standing in her doorway. He tried not to stare, but the way her blouse fell on her curves looked too promising, especially since all he could think about was removing it.

"Yeah. Don't tell the Dursley's though - they'd tried to take over the room."

"Don't worry Harry I have plenty I plan on telling them, I wouldn't have time to get to the good stuff. "

Ginny couldn't help but have mixed feelings when she was told she would be staying with Harry at privet dr. She still couldn't help but love the boy, despite his thickness, and ever since he had to ask her mother about the platform all those years ago, she couldn't help but want to demand why he was alone. Of course Ron had told her, and anyone else in the vicinity that Harry's Aunt and Uncle despised him, and the news of the Rescue before her first year only hardened her resolve. Dumbledore may not think it necessary but she did, and she halfway hoped they'd try something, just so she could perform illegal magic to protect herself.

Because looking at the slight build, perfect for a Seeker, but still far too short for a Potter or an Evans it was clear he had been malnourished. Harry was just a few inches taller then her, and while she knew she was maxed out at 4'10, she had seen in pictures that both James and Lily were closer to 6ft, and James wasn't as thin as Harry was. The clothes he was forced to way just made him skinnier.

"I hope you're ok with this"

"This is fantastic. I never dreamed of anything like this."

No Harry's thickest part was his head.

"I meant me staying here."

"Oh…well yeah I mean as long as you are. I know I'm not the safest person to be around and all but " He was cut off but her knocking into him, and hugging him tight.

"You stupid git!"

"….I'm confused…"

"Remus said you had gotten over this self-loathing phase- there is nothing wrong with you - its all Tom and his sick games! And as for your relatives - well they've gotten away with it for far too long - I fully plan on having words and nothing is going to stop me!"

Ginny couldn't help but notice just how good Harry smelled as she held on to him, and dearly hoped he didn't notice she was lingering. She didn't mean to, she just couldn't help it. He smelled of wood and wind, like flying in the Forbidden Forest. Here was not only the boy she loved before knowing his name, but her hero. He had saved her from Tom, saved her from more than anyone could hazard to guess.

And just by being in the same room that nagging feeling in the back of her head seemed to go away, like it would all be okay.

"I conceded Gin, do what you like."

Harry was smiling, holding her after thinking about her for so long, it would kill him and he'd die happy. There were no thoughts of Voldemort or his previsions. The nightmares disappeared.

All he could think of was Ginny, in his arms, engulfing him in the sweet smell of honey suckle and strawberry. He was desperately trying to think of an excuse, any excuse to stay in her arms, when his body committed mutiny.

"Hungry Harry?'

Ginny giggled and stepped back.

"Uh yeah…you?"

"A little."

"Well then, why don't I show you around Little Whinging. There's this café that just opened a few blocks away, I don't think the owners been warned about me yet."

"Warned about you?"

"Uh yeah - the Dursleys tell people I've been going to St Brutus School for Boys - it's a Muggle school for deviants and criminals."

"What?"

"Don't worry most people leave me alone about it - its not like I care what they think - I plan on living in the Wizard World."

Ginny couldn't help but think briefly it wouldn't be so bad if the death eaters attacked just one home full of muggles. This one.

"Don't worry about it Gin really, besides anyone that does recognize me is going to be so jealous I've got the prettiest girl around with me."

Ginny slapped his arm at his flattery. "Oh? Is McGonagall coming?" She swiftly left through her closet.

"Oh Gin -that - hey…" He followed barely noticing all her clothes and the extra chest in the closet. Luckily she had slowed down to unlock the bedroom door. "Gotcha" He wrapped his arms around her.

"Harry! Let me down!" She called as he carried her out into the hall. She was just loud enough to bring Dudley from his room.

"Who's the bird?"

Harry had her over his shoulder, embarrassing her to be caught in such a position by his cousin, as her arse would be staring him in the face.

"Dudley, you remember the red heads that gave you that ton-tongue toffee and destroyed the living room a few years ago?" Harry relished in Dudley's hesitant wide blue eyes "Well this is Ginny Weasley -she's staying with me this summer- the boys were her 3 closet older brothers - there are 3 more on top of that" Harry turned to let Ginny face Dudley.

"Hi Dudley, the Twins wanted me to offer you more candy to try out - "

"NO!" I he shouted and then seemed forget she was a witch only to remember that the witch was a pretty girl, who would be living in the house. "I mean, I'm not that hungry, and I um I'm in training…Boxing you know"

"No I don't know. Oh well-Harry if you plan on carrying me, then can we please go to lunch?"

"You're taking her to lunch? Mum wont feed you"

"OH I know that - we're going out - I'd invite you but you said you weren't hungry. Ta' Ta Dudders" Harry twisted back around and headed down the stairs, carrying Ginny all the way.

"As funny as that was-and I do know what you were trying to do Harry - can you let me down now?"

"Aren't you enjoying the view?" 'I know I am'

"Boy! What in the name-YOU STOP THAT DEVIANT BEHAVOIR RIGHT NOW!"

"Harry set me down please"

"Only for you Gin" Harry kneeled down, and let Ginny stand up on her own. She swiftly turned and faced both is uncle and aunt.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. Let me introduce myself, I am Ginny Weasley, and you know I am a witch. What you may not know is that I am what is called a pureblood witch. Do you know what this means?" Harry watched as Ginny waited for a response, handling her wand in an almost non-threatening manner. Well non-threatening unless you knew Ginny or if you weren't so deathly afraid of magic like the Dursleys.

"You-You can't do magic - I don't care if your family is magical - we aren't - you'll be expelled!" It was Petunia who spoke up. "While that may be true in most cases Mrs. Dursley, in times of war like theses, when purebloods are so rare, especially pureblood witches, there's not a single Auror or Death Eater that would object to my defending myself." The confidence in Gin's voice made even Harry believe her. "In fact, its more likely Death Eaters would respond first, as I upset a few of them in June, when Harry led a few of us students, did you know that? That your nephew is capable of taking on fully grown wizards and surviving? Keep in mind these wizards would rather kill him then breathe…."

"Just what are you getting at!" Vernon hissed, trying to console his hysterical wife.

"I know how horrible you are. How abusive and abrasive. I will not stand for it, regardless of Harry's reactions or wishes. I am not afraid of the law, I'm not saying I'm above it, but as I said before, no one would find me guilty, no matter what spell I decide to use, in my haste and panic for my own safety, is that understood?" Harry was eerily reminded that Ginny was the daughter of Molly Weasley, who not only commanded authority of 7 children, but of the twins, and most of the Order. He was shocked to see both adults nod. "Good. Harry is showing me around town. Oh and just so you know, when they ask, I plan on telling everyone I've never heard of St. Brutus, and that Harry and I attend a posh private school in Scotland. Have a nice day." Ginny promptly turned and waited for Harry, who took her by the hand and headed for the door, slightly dazed but smiling.

Author's Plea

Hello anyone still reading this or any new readers. I have no excuses. I'm just evil. I really hope you enjoyed this last chapter and I plan on updating again this year, probably in a few weeks, as I'm trying update all my stories. Laptops are wonderful like that.

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