I felt more comfortable with Harry and Hermione than with the others. Of course they were my family, so I didn't feel that uncomfortable around them, but they seemed to regret the "old me". I kind of felt bad about it all. I'm sure Harry misses the "old me" as well, but at least he doesn't show it when I'm around, neither does Hermione.

"Hey do you wanna play quidditch with us?" Ron asked me one morning at breakfast.

Quidditch? I must have look kinda lost because he quickly explained.

"Sport with brooms. You used to play a lot."

"Oh...well let's try?" I said.

We finished our breakfast and went to play outside. Harry and Hermione were already there.

"So Ginny do you think you can try to fly?"

".. show me? I asked.

Ron and Hermione both turned to Harry. He smiled. And with no effort he just left the ground slowly. Then he went faster. Wow. I was impressed I must say. But I wanted to try, this seemed so fun.

Without warning my friends, I left the ground too. I wanted to join him. When he saw me, he smiled widely, and flew towards me.

"You didn't forget!"

"This seems so easy!!" I exclaimed.

"Of course it is for you. You're really good at quidditch."

"Am I?"

"Definitely." He then took his wand, and the ball that Ron used to hold came flying to him. He trew it at me. I caught it by reflex. He smiled again. "What did you expect Potter?" I trew it back at him and he catched it easily. "Something like that, Weasley." We went on. Until-

"Oi! Maybe we should play Quidditch now?" Ron shouted.

"Ron!!" Hermione hit his arm.

Harry and I chuckled and came back down.

"Okay." Harry began. "I suppose we should explain the rules."

I nodded.

He took a sort of box that they had brought here.

"So... each quidditch team's got 3 chasers, that's you, 2 beaters, a seeker, it's me, and a keeper, that's Ron." I nodded again.

"The chasers must score the goals in some circles that we don't have here. You'll see at Hogwarts. And the keeper stands near those circles to prevent goals from the other team."

I nodded again.

"The beaters.." he handed me a bat and freed the smaller ball which flew right to me. I didn't even think twice before sending it away with my bat. "Nice!! They protect their team from the bludgers. "

And then he took the smallest ball. It was all gold. "This, is the snitch. I, the seeker, have to catch it. If the snitch is caught, than the team who catches it earn 150 points and the game is over."

"Okay."

"So it's Harry and Hermione against you and me" Ron said. We have no assigned posts because we are only two in each team."

"Yeah I see. " I nodded.

Then the match began. We didn't have time to finish it as mum called us for dinner.

****

"So Ginny" Molly began. "In two days you gonna go to school again. How do you feel?"

"I don't know.."

"Don't worry, Hermione will be there all the time. Harry and Ron, other than their few weeks of training, will be there too."

"Training?" I asked.

"Auror training." Harry explained. "Dark mages catcher."

I smiled.

"We played Quidditch." Ron said.

"How did it go? " Molly asked, concerned.

"Wonderful. She didn't lose her talent. She will sure be part of the team. Maybe even co captain, when I won't be there." Harry said. I blushed.

Molly and Arthur beamed.

***
"Do you want some help packing?" Hermione offered.

"Yeah... please."
She smiled.

"Don't worry. This will be great." Hermione said while taking care of the trunk.

"I hope so. It's just...strange."

"What?"

"Everything. I feel strange things but I don't know why, and there are those nightmares-"

"Nightmares?"

"Yeah"

"Tell me about it."

I suddenly felt nervous. I was going to make a fool of myself.

"Well there's that nightmare that comes a lot, nearly everynight. "I hear someone talking to me. I don't answer. But I'm listening. It says... some things like "for your own security..." And then... Then it's becoming dark emerald green and.... that scream...."

"Scream? " Hermione repeated.

"Yes...it makes me feel horrible!! I just want to go and stop his pain.."

"His?"

I blushed.

"Who's "he" ?" Hermione asked.

"Don't know." I lied.

She gave me a look that clearly meant she knew I was lying but didn't say anything.