A/N: Here is my fourth part. So far, I think this one
had the most happening in it. I don't want to reveal
anything....so you'll see when you read it!!!

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Harry woke up the next morning earlier than usual. He
gently slipped out of Ron's room, so not to wake him
up. He went down the stairs and peeked in....no one
seemed to be up yet. He walked into the kitchen and
ducked as a knife went whizzing past his head.

"Oh! Harry dear!" Molly Weasley exclaimed, "I'm so
sorry, stupid wand!"

Harry took a deep breath and said quite breathlessly,
"Its ok, Mrs. Weasley...really."

"You up early dear, everything ok?"

"Oh...fine, just not tired I guess." Harry said
simply.

"Well, why don't you go into the garden? Fresh air
will do you some good I believe."

Harry nodded and decided to do just that. He walked
out into the backyard thinking to himself. He walked
over to the small garden and sat down on one of
benches. The Weasley may have had a crammed house, but
their land was enmorus.

He had been sitting their for quite some time, not
really thinking or anything, when he heard someone
come out. He hoped it wasn't Fred or George, he wasn't
in the mood for jokes. He even hoped it wasn't Ron, he
didn't want to talk right now either.

To his surprise, it was Ginny. She slipped outside and
made her way silently over to one of the large oak
trees, about fifty feet from where Harry was. She sat
down beneath it and pulled out a small book. She began
to read and seemed lost to everything else.

Harry had been watching her the whole time she did
this, and Ginny was completely unaware. Harry watched
as she softly turned the pages, and how the sun played
across her face. She was partly shadowed by the tree
and the sun was only hitting her hair, making it stand
out even more.

Harry sat there in silence, just watching her, seeing
how she moved and reacted. He didn't know why, but
watching Ginny gave him a warm peaceful feeling
inside. Sitting under the tree like that, Ginny looked
peaceful and gentle to him. He suddenly wanted to go
sit with her, and feel peaceful too.

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"Well, well, well George will you look at that...."

"What?" George asked Fred, "What happened, did a gnome
take a fit?"

"No you prat! Look...in the yard...Harry and Ginny."

"What, what are they doing out there? Their not....?"

"NO! Stupid...look will you?"

"What? Ginny is reading and Harry is sitting on a
bench...."

"Watching her George! Look at how he's staring!"

"Ooh! Now I think I see it..."

"You think? Auughhh George, you're almost as think as
Ron! Come on then, lets go have a Game of Exploding
Snap."

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"Ginny?" Harry asked standing over her.

"Hmm...OH! Harry!" She said startled, looking up. She
snapped her book shut and sat up slightly, "What's up
Harry?"

"Oh nothing, I was watching you, well, I uh, mean I
saw you reading and decided to come over and umm...say
hi." He finished, annoyed at his flustered sentence.

"Oh, umm sure, sit down Harry." Ginny said in a
surprised tone. She moved over so he could sit beside
her. He sat down gently, and leaned against the tree.
After five minutes of silence, Harry decided to start
a conversation, just so the silence would end itself.
"So, Ginny, what were you reading?"

Ginny pulled out the book, "Oh this? It's a muggle
stoey actually. Called Little Women. Hermione lent it
to me, over owl post. It's quite good really."

Harry knew of the book, but declined in saying so. He
wanted Ginny to talk more. He could never carry on
conversations like this with Ron. It was a nice change
from Quidditch talk. "So, what's it about?"

"Oh well, these girls, Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy are...."
and Ginny was off. She explained the whole story to
Harry fromm beginning to end, since she had just
finished it this morning.

Harry wasn't bored, in fact he was quite interested.
Ginny told the story with such expression, that it
seemed almost real. She got teary eyes in certain
parts, and once almost started bawling. Harry had the
sudden urge to reach out and wipe away her tears. 

He never did though, he would never do that to a girl.
Well Ginny anyway. He didn't know WHY he wouldn't do
it though.....

Their converation was interrupted by a loud horn
beeping. Ginny stopped talking and Harry jumped. He
got up and saw a car parked in the Weasley's driveway.
He saw a girl with bushy hair get out and he realized
after a moment or two, that Hermione had come.

"Its Hermione Ginny, come on." and without realizing
he held out his hand for Ginny, to help her up. Ginny
hsistated, then softly palced her hand in his, and he
pulled her up. Harry had done this all faced the other
way, beacause he was watching as Ron came flying out
of the house to greet Hermione. 

Once Ginny was on her feet, Harry turned to her and
said "Come on lets say hi." Ginny glanced down at
their still clasped hands. Harry followed her gaze and
once he realized what whe was loooking at, let her go
quickly. He kept his hand still for about half a
second, just looking at it, then walked quickly over
to Ron, leaving Ginny behind.

Ginny, however was too busy trying to regain feeling
in her hand. Harry Potter had actually held her hand.
HER HAND! Even to help her up, but still it was a
start.....

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Ron raced from the house when he saw Hermione pull up
in her parents car. By the time he made it outside,
she was already out of the car. Ron screeched to a
halt on his porch, taken aback by her appereance. She
was very tan, and her hair was pulled back different
somehow. It was still bushy however. Ron smiled at
this and finally walked over.

"Hi Hermione." he said warmly, if somwhat shaky.

"Hello Ron." She said back with a distant coolness in
her voice. Ron looked at her with a slightly pained
expression in his blue eyes. Hermione noticed this and
half smiled at him. Ron, however, returned that with a
large grin.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Granger." he said politely.

"Why hello Ron. My, you've gotten tall!" Mrs. Granger
exclaimed.

"Hello there." said Mr. Granger in a rather stiff
voice. "How are you?"

"Uh..." Ron floundered at the look on Mr. Granger's
face, "Fine....sir."

Mr. Granger smiled suddenly, "Good then boy. Well,
Hermione dear, we'll be off, owl us whenever you can."
With a smile to Hermione and another stern look at
Ron, he left.

Ron stared round at Hermione, "What was that? I take
it that your father doesn't like me much?"

Hermione giggled suddenly, which was something she
rarely did, "Oh no...its not you personally. I just
think its boys in general, you know, he had a hard
time accepting that his only daughter is growing up."

"Oh?"

"Well, yes, and VIctor didn't help matters much..."
said Hermione, more to herself than Ron.

Ron raised his eyebrows high at this statement, trying
to figure out exactly what Victor had done to offend
Mr. Granger. One possibility stood out quite clearly
in his mind....

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"HERMIONE!" It was Ginny tearing across the lawn to
her.

"Hey Ginny." HErmione said happily, she and Ginny had
grown quite close this past summer.

"The book was just wonderful..."

"Yes, isn't it though...I mean...."

And they were off, completely ignoring Ron, and now
Harry who had just come from the yard. Harry was
looking strange, and preoccuped to Ron. Looks sort of
like I feel, Harry does, Ron thought to himself."

"Girls." was all he said however, "Girls,
Harry....they are just plain WEIRD!"

Harry just looked at him, and they went inside for
lunch.

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Lunch was a strange affair. Everyone was silent, well
Ron and Harry were. The girls didn't shut up, going on
and on about nearly everything! Lunch seemed to last
forever to Ron, who just wanted to go outside and play
some Qudditch. Harry was lost in thought about last
year, and everything that had happened.

Each time he thought about it, it got easier somehow,
but it still brought a sharp stab of pain to his scar,
and his heart. He hated thinking of Cedric, and what
more he could have done for him....it hurt Harry alot.


Harry knew that this was something that should be
thought of in a quieter, more islotated place.
Certainly not a crowded lunch table, where he was
surrounded by his friends.

Hermione seemed to tap into Harry's thoughts, "Harry?
Are you ok? You kinda zoned out on us."

Harry shook his head, "No...I'm fine. Really, I'm
Fine." Harry got up and walked out into the garden
again. Ron got up to follow him, but Hermione stopped
him, "No, Ron, let him go out alone for a few minutes.
I think he was thinking about last year."

Ron looked at her silently, but sat back down, "Want a
game of chess then?"

"OK." Hermione answered back.

Those two left for the living room, leaving Ginny
staring out the window at Harry, who was sitting under
that tree they were under before, with his head in his
hands. He was actually working furiously to keep from
crying, today it was hurting more than usual, and
fifteen year olds did NOT cry.

Ginny sighed as she watched him, he looked so lonely.
Even this morning his face had been paler than usual.

"Mom? What are we supposed to do?" Ginny asked
somewhat timidly.

"Well, nothing right now Ginny. He needs to work on
it, on his own right now. But, I suggest you do try
ans spend time with him dear.....give him some
company. Why don't you tell Ron and Hermione that
sweetie?"

Ginny nodded, and with one last look at Harry, went to
tell them.

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A/N: The ending.....for now!!! Much more action to
come I promise. The next part will be....dun dun dun
dun....R/H's TALK!!! Plus a little more H/g
conversation.....they will also be getting to Hogwarts
sometime soon I suppose. You can't rush these things
you know. Lol