Harry Potter woke suddenly with a sharp searing pain shooting across his forehead, confused he looked at his watch, 2:30am, he ran his hand through his black messy hair, and rolled over and checked to make sure his wife was still asleep.
She was, he watched her sleeping peacefully for a minute taking in her beauty her red hair fanned out over her pillow and Harry thought of how lucky he was to have Ginny then his head seared with pain again.
A flash of Ginny lying in a white coffin her face as pale as the coffin itself, and horrible laughter filled his head. Getting out of bed quickly he ran to the bathroom, looking at his reflection his dazzling green eyes stared back at him.
His eyes caught sight of the lightning shaped scar burning bright red under his fringe like he had just been branded, but this didn't make sense his scar had faded and then disappeared when Voldemort was killed two years ago; what the hell is going on?; he whispered to himself.

  Rushing to his room his only thought was to alert the old order, Ginny woke with a start 'whats wron... oh god!" she gasped when she saw the scar on Harrys head, "wha-whats going on?" she asked getting up and crossing to Harry who was now sitting at the desk.
"I don't know, I'm writing to Remus now" he said, I'm sure its nothing to worry about" he said when he saw the worry in Ginnys face, he didn't believe this.
The only time his scar ever hurt him was when Voldemort was strong with power or near, and he was dead, Harry killed him, he made sure of it so why was his scar hurting him, it didn't make sense.


  Harry wrote out four letters explaining that his scar had returned, and addressed it to Remus Lupin, Alastor Moody, and Ron Weasley.
Ginny paced silently behind Harry making sure not to disturb him, she knew how snappy he got when he was worried. Harry gave two of the letters to Hedwig and one to Ginnys owl Pigwidgeon which she had been given by her brother Ron and watched them fly through the window into the cool night.

  Harry and Ginny waited in silence not knowing what to do or say.
They didn't have to wait very long, soon there was two popping noises and Remus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks appeared.
Lupin was Harry and Ginny's old Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, and good friend, his young yet tired face was full of worry and concern.
"Are the others here yet?" he asked Harry, Harry just shook his head.
Lupin sat down next to Ginny on the bed and they talked in hushed voices, Tonks walked over to Harry and placed her hand on his.
"Wotcher Harry", she said, she was studying his face. Harry avoided looking at her and when he didn't reply she joined Lupin and Ginny.

  Harry didn't listen to what they were saying he was too preoccupied with his own thoughts. What did this mean? Had Harry actually not killed Voldemort had he somehow returned? Did Lucius Malfoy help Voldemort return.
'No he wouldn't have, he wouldn't want to, he had betrayed Voldemort' Harry told himself...
Another two popping noises interrupted Harrys thoughts and his two best friends appeared in the room Ron Weasley with his vivid red hair and his face covered with freckles and his wife Hermione Grange her naturally curly hair looking a mess from sleeping.
Hermione rushed to Harry and put her arms around him in a fierce hug saying, "he cant have returned he was dead, there was no way he could be back, you killed him, it.."
"Hermione" Ron said in a warning tone, Hermione instantly stopped talking,
"sorry" she muttered moving away from Harry, "its okay. mione" Harry said, "I'm glad you both came."
"Course mate, what do ya expect us to do? leave ya here to brood?" Ron said attempting to joke, "is Mad Eye here yet?"
Harry opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by a gruff voice "course I'm here have been for the last ten bloody minuets wanted to make sure no one was watching the house, and don't call me mad eye."
Moody walked through the open bedroom doorway revealing his badly scarred face his magical eye turning around in its socket obviously keeping an eye out for 'peeping toms' Moody turned to Harry. "so what are you waiting for, tell us what exactly happened."
It wasnt a question it was an order.

  They all went downstairs to Harry and Ginnys dining room and sat around the table, Moody and Lupin put some simple sound proof spells on the doors and windows; Harry told them exactly what happened except for the part about Ginny he didn't want them all to know what he had seen. Especially not Ron, besides he had been having dreams like that for the past week, it was nothing just his mind over reacting.
Moody was studying his face closely and was the first to talk, "so is that all that happened?"
"yes" Harry said.
Moody had a disapproving look on his face, Harry was sure he knew he was lying but Moody didn't push the topic.