"We're fine," Harry assured his godfather. "How's Grimmauld Place?"
"Oh, same old, same old. First years building booby traps, Death Eaters getting into my mother's tulips - ought to thank them for that, she would have been outraged - oh, and I'm worried Remus is going to do something stupid."
"I thought that was your job."
"Tell me about it." He looked away from the mirror as a crash came from the kitchen. "Now what?" He grimaced. "Sorry, Harry, I've got to go."
"S'all right. See you tomorrow." Harry set the mirror down.
"He doesn't know, does he?" Ginny asked quietly from behind him. She still looked rather pale.
"No. And it's going to stay that way," Harry said fiercely. "You know what he's like."
"You don't think he'd be reasonable about it?" she asked as she draped her arms around him.
"I really doubt it."
"Mm." She leaned and gave him a kiss. "Just so you know, Harry . . ."
"Yes?" He stole another kiss.
"I'm not planning to be reasonable either."
He leaned back in frustration. "Ginny . . . "
"Voldemort has to go down," she said fiercely, "but I refuse to accept that you dying is the only way to accomplish that. And before you protest, ask yourself what you'd say if it was the other way around."
He choked. "Pardon?"
"If I was the last horcrux - or Ron, or Hermione, or any of the others - what would you do?"
"Find another way," he said reluctantly.
"Right." She kissed him again. "So don't do anything stupid, all right? I might have to come after you."
What was promising to be a very good kiss was interrupted by a round of applause from the Weasley twins.
"Excellent form! And that's a 9.5 from the handsome judge to the left."
"Pardon me, but I believe you meant to say a nine and three-quarters from the handsome judge to the right."
They broke off, both blushing fiercely.
"Er . . . Hi, Fred. Hi, George."
Ginny had her wand out. "What were you doing out here?" she asked furiously.
Both twins backed away with their hands up. "We had - "
" - an idea - "
" - that we thought - "
" - might help."
"And that is?" Harry asked, still blushing.
They told him.
"Brilliant!" Harry said, grinning. "Just be careful, all right?"
They bowed in unison. "Trust us - "
" - we're experts - "
" - at not getting caught."
Of course, the stakes were a bit higher this time.
A/N: Sorry it's so short but . . . Life. Lots and lots of life. Also, got too busy reading others' fanfictions to work on my own. Sorry.
At least I updated!
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