Chapter One

He watched the girl as she sat and looked out the window, he could tell how much she was hurting. He was supposed to protect her but he hadlet her get hurt, he did not do his job, he had failed her. Unfortunately, he knew there was nothing that he could do, what happened, happened, he knew why, understood why, heck, he probably bloody well would have done the same thing but as her brother, he wished that he could change it for her.

"Go away Ron," she said, with her back still to him as she continued looking out the window. He turned away and left her to be alone.

Of all her brothers, Ginny had probably become better friends with Ron than any of her other brothers, she appreciated his concern but she needed to be alone. She, like Ron understood why it happened, but she also felt that she did not have to like it, or agree with it. Her mother said there would be others, even her friends told her there would be others, but Ginny did not want others, she wanted Harry Potter. She was almost certain he did it just to protect her and knowing him, she could tell that he was going to put himself in a situation where he would be exposed and felt it was better to protect her.

They had been home from Hogwarts for three weeks, Harry and Hermione would be joining them in another couple of weeks and Ginny knew that she had to be out of her funk by then. Bill and Fleur's wedding was in a month and she was a bridesmaid and even though Harry knew how she felt about Fleur she did not want to seem depressed. She had to make Harry think that she had accepted the choice he had made, even if he made the choice without her opinion. She had sent Hermione an owl that morning asking if she knew anyone that Ginny could bring to Bill's wedding, but she figured that Hermione would try to dissuade her from doing that.

"Ginny dear, could you set the table for dinner," her mother asked as she peered into the living room from the kitchen.

"Sure mum," she replied.

"Ginny dear, boys will be boys, you can't let yourself be sad over Harry. I know you think that you loved him dear, but you are only 15, how do you know that it was really love. You must move on dear." Molly Weasley told her daughter as she bustled around the kitchen.

"Humph!" Ginny replied under her breath, and rolled her eyes at her mother.

"What was that dear," Molly asked.

"Nothing mum."

"You forget dear, I was a mother long before you were born," she said. She walked over to her daughter and took Ginny's hands, "Now, what is it you said?"

Ginny thought for a moment before replying.

"I know mum, I just know. I know that I love him and he loves me. But you are right, I have to move on, if anything so he knows that I can, and I will, he'll wish that this was not the decision that he made," she told her mother confidently.

"Ginny, did you know that trying to make someone jealous usually has a way of blowing up in your face?" Molly paused before she said, "Just be careful dear."

"I will mum."

Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, and the two remaining children they had at home had a quiet dinner that night, they were each worried about their own things.

Mr. Weasley could not get off his mind the four-death eater attacks that occurred last night, what worried him more is how close they were getting to Surrey, and therefore Harry. Mrs. Weasley was worried about all of her children as any mother is at a time like this. Bill and Fleur were just starting their lives together, Percy was still being stubborn but they had been hoping some good would come from Dumbledore's death. Charlie was so far away, and her twins, well even at the best of times she worried about them. Then there was Ginny, she was so heart broken that she was going to try to fix it, which was probably going to hurt her more. Then, there is Ron and Hermione, which Hermione is not officially hers but she has a feeling someday Hermione will be, she was just glad they were starting to realize it. Lastly, there is Harry, who is another one of those that are not officially hers but may as well be. Poor boy, he has the weight of the world on his shoulders, having to fight Voldemort at just 17 years old, she wouldn't even wish that on Snape, wait maybe she would. Those three, she knew something was up with them. Ron and Hermione were not going to let Harry get into anything by himself, but maybe that was a good thing, someone had to help him and protect him, even if it is just from himself.

Ron was mad at Harry for hurting Ginny but was in a small way glad that he had. Ron now knew that he was protecting her and he preferred that, she would be protected now that she was no longer Harry Potter's girlfriend. Ron also worried about what was to come, after the wedding, he, Harry, and Hermione were leaving in search of the Horocruxes. He hoped nothing happened to Hermione; maybe he should try to convince her to stay, just let him and Harry handle it. 'Yeah right, Harry and I wouldn't make it very far without Hermione's brain.' All three of them knew that. He knew he needed to tell her how he felt before it was too late.

Ginny kept thinking through the different boys that she knew, 'Not Dean, he wouldn't come, not after last year, there's Neville but I think Harry would see through that. There is Seamus, which is a possibility, and then Colin, but then I would be miserable talking about Harry all night. Ohh, I do not know what to do, I have to get him back. Maybe I can follow him, Ron, and Hermione when they leave after the wedding.' Yes, that is what she felt she must do.

Suddenly the warning bells went off, startling the four sitting at the table. The alarms signaled that someone was approaching the Burrow and were within 50 meters and since family and Order members were the only ones who knew it was there, then it was apparent that it was someone who was a threat or a possible threat at least. The alarms had been installed just after Dumbledore's death, when they came up with several safety plans for while Harry would stay with them. The four jumped up from the table and into action. Ginny and Ron went upstairs to alert the Order for help. As they went upstairs, Molly and Arthur went outside for a "walk." They had gone out the back to look normal; as they rounded the garden into the front yard, they saw their intruder as ten or so witches and wizards portkeyed into the yard.

"No," Arthur yelled.

"HARRY!" Molly said before she ran towards him pulling him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Mrs. Weasley," Harry said with his mouth pressed into her shoulder, "I can't breathe."

"Oh, sorry dear," she said as she held him away from her, taking in his appearance.

The other witches and wizards looked a bit relieved to see Harry.

"Wotcher, Harry. We missed you, but what are you doing here," Tonks asked. Today she wore her hot pink hair that she appeared fond of.

"Yeah, Harry don't you need to stay at your Aunt and Uncles?" Remus questioned him as he came up and patted Harry on the back.

"Yeah, probably but they went out of town two weeks ago and won't be back until late August." Harry told the witches and wizards in front of him.

"You've been alone for two weeks, and didn't tell anyone?" The voice came from the Weasley's front porch, it was Ron, and you could see Ginny just inside the door.

"I needed to do some thinking and research, we will talk about it later Ron, Hermione will be here in the morning."

"You can talk about it with us Harry, we aren't just anybody." Tonks said slightly insulted that he would not confide in them.

"Tonks, I promise it is better that I don't tell you." He looked at Remus, "Any of you, you are better off not knowing."

"Some of us don't want you to protect us Harry." It was Ginny; she had pushed past Ron. You could hear the anger and frustration in her voice.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come," Harry said as he turned to leave.

"No, Harry." He turned and looked at Mrs. Weasley; the woman who he felt was his 'living' mother. "We, all of us (she looked at Ginny as she said this) are going to have to understand that you have to do this on your own, you need to know that we are here for you. No, we do not know what you have to do but you are special Harry every one of us has known that since the attack that … killed your parents. That is how we know that you have to do this thing you will not tell us about. I hope it is not what I fear it is, but you must know that everyone standing in front of you and many more are willing to offer any help you might need. You must know that the people that live in this house love you, and will love you no matter what even if you don't achieve you goal." Molly walked up to him and took him into a motherly embrace to show that she meant the last part. Arthur walked over and put and arm around Harry's shoulder, "You are like our seventh son and our eighth child, always remember that, no matter what happens." It was a moment between a mother and father and their son. "We never met Lily and James but, I know that they would be proud of you, because we are," Mrs. Weasley told him with tears in her eyes.

"I know that they would be proud of you too, and Lily would be glad that you have found a family to take care of you. James," Remus said with a smirk. "James would just be glad you found some brothers to play Quidditch with," he glanced back at the Weasley boys. "That was what they were worrying about before they went into hiding." He walked over to Harry and the elder Weasleys. "Your mum worried that if something happened to them, there would be no one to love you, but she didn't think about me and Sirius, because we both loved you like you were our own. Your dad was worried who was going to teach you things like Quidditch and about being a wizard, he was worried about who was going to teach you about (he glanced back at Ginny) girls. Sirius' biggest worry was that you would end up bitter and unable to love others (he said as he looked back into Harry's eyes). Harry, with Dumbledore gone this worries me too, you cannot push us away, (he looked back at the house and Ginny was gone this time.) any of us. Not telling us is one thing but do not push us away, even if you feel as if you are protecting us. Please, you will need us, and not just to fight."

"I know, it's just some things are easier to do if I know that certain people are out of harms way, it has to be done, sorry."

By this time, the other witches and wizards had either left or in the case of the Weasley boys and their girls gone in the house.

"Harry at the time we are in right now you are not going to be able to protect anyone, especially Ginny. Think about it, all of her brother, her mother and I are members of the Order of the Phoenix. Vol-de-mort knows that, by now he also knows how close you are to this family so he has many reasons for taking out any Weasley, that and the fact that we were close to Dumbledore, even if you had never met Ginny she would still be in danger."

"He is right you know. Voldemort wants to hurt you, but he wants to hurt the rest of us as well, dear," Mrs. Weasley added.

"You are just making things harder on the two of you. Don't lose the ability to love Harry," Remus said.

"Your right, you are all right. What have I done, she probably hates me?"

"No dear, but I believe that I heard her trying to figure out how to hurt your feelings like you have hurt hers. I think that you are the only one who can talk her out of the things she is considering doing to hurt you," Mrs. Weasley told him.

"I have got to find her," he said as he ran to the house.

"Do you think that she will forgive him Molly," Mr. Weasley asked his wife.

"If she knows what is good for him she will not make it easy on him that is how we women control the situations that we do not like."