The same day Harry was enjoying himself at Alton Towers, Severus Snape entered Dumbledore's office upon being summoned. Dumbledore was sitting at his large desk writing something on a piece of parchment.
"You wanted to see me sir?" Snape asked as he brushed his oily hair from in front of his face.
"Yes Severus, Have a seat," When the Potions Master had situated himself in the chair in front of the desk, Dumbledore continued. "I just received word that young Draco Malfoy is missing. Have you heard anything about where he might be?"
"You think he might have joined with the Dark Lord?" Snape asked. "He is much too young to be of any use."
"Maybe, but it might not be Voldemort, it might be one of the families who were Lucius' friends," Dumbledore sighed. "I presume from your response though that you haven't heard anything?"
"No, do you wish me to ask around?"
"Not yet, I do not want to call attention to his disappearance. He is in a particular poor mindset at the moment."
"Which is?" Severus asked.
"It seems Draco blames his father's incapacitation on Harry Potter," Dumbledore explained. "Narcissa is reportedly concerned he might try to extract revenge upon him."
"We can't have the Golden Boy's day ruined can we?" Snape sneered. "Might do Potter's ego some good to be deflated a bit."
"Severus," Dumbledore said. "You know the importance of Harry."
Snape bowed slightly, "I will listen and if I hear anything, I'll let you know."
"Thank you."
*** Jun 30th 1996 ***
Ginny Weasley had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to take what was supposed to be hers, and the moment was finally at hand. Every day she'd watched the bitch come over and disappear into her Harry's room. It had been frustrating beyond belief as she tried to figure what they were doing. She'd often walked past Harry's door, trying to listen to any conversations, but it was always very quiet. "Probably making him do homework," She thought. "I just need an opportunity to show him what a real girlfriend is like." She remembered how handsome he was in his new clothes, especially the tight t-shirt he'd worn two days prior. "It's time," She mumbled to herself as she moved around the kitchen setting out food to be cooked. "It's time for me to take what is meant to be mine."
Last night's Order meeting had lasted late into the night. The concert or whatever they had been dealing with had brought numerous Dementors, and it had taken them a long time for them to help the Ministry in turning them away. By the time it had been over, it was well past midnight and they had met back at Grimmauld Place to discuss what had happened. About the only decision that had been made was for Kingsley to approach the Prime Minister (he was currently working as his secretary to protect him) and suggest any further festive actions should be cancelled for the time being.
A noise broke through Ginny's thoughts and she turned toward the door. As expected, she saw her bleary-eyed mother come in to start preparing breakfast.
"I'll do it mum," Ginny said with a smile. "I've already started, see," She pointed toward the food. "I knew you'd be tired and want to sleep late, so go back to bed. I'll take care of breakfast."
"Oh, thank you," Molly replied wearily. "You're such a wonderful daughter."
"Thanks mum," Ginny responded and accepted the hug from her mother. She watched her stumble out of the kitchen as she headed back to bed. "Now it is time for my Harry to realize how much he wants me," She thought. She'd always dreamed of Harry Potter, but from the moment she'd awakened in the Chamber of Secrets and seen him standing there with the Sword of Gryffindor in his hand having slain the giant monster, she knew it was fated to happen. It was just as those Harry Potter books her mother had read to her always ended; he'd save the damsel and they'd eventually marry and live happily ever after. She'd had to fight her own battles of course, but wasn't that the way the stories sometimes went? The Damsel had to fight her way to her prince? Rescuing him from the clutches of some vile creature? This was one of those times.
As the food started cooking, she poured a glass of pumpkin juice. She then went to her room and took out three of the bottles hidden at the bottom of her trunk. When she got back to the kitchen she added several spoonfuls of lust potion and then one more just to make sure, as well as a hint of the love and jealousy potions. "Nothing that will be obvious, and when the lust potion takes effect, well what happens, happens," She thought with a smile. "Even if he doesn't immediately come to me, our time together this morning will be on his mind, and a bit of love potion here and there; maybe another breakfast in bed in a couple of weeks, one that maybe is timed with my most fertile time of the month..." She knew as the daughter of Molly Weasley she was probably very very fertile. She would have preferred to have waited to have their first child until after she'd left Hogwarts, but it would be more proof of her love for her Harry as compared to the Know-It-All. She put a hand on her stomach as she thought of their child growing there. The thought scared her some. "But I'll be fifteen and many women have had children at that age. Mum will watch our child until we finish at Hogwarts and then we'll have a home of our own."
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