I started eating the food in a state of dilemma. Breaking the silence, she said.“So, about tonight, which movie do you wanna watch?”Lost in my tho...ghts, I couldn’t hear what she said. “What?” I said.“Movie? Tonight? Remember? Which one do you wanna watch?” she asked, a bit amazed.Shit. I forgot about that. I should have planned something to my advantage.“Oh Yeah! I was just… Anything, anything but Romantic,” I muttered“Uh-huh. Why not Romantic? ” She asked“I don’t know. It makes me feel sad,. Then, all of a sudden the floorboard creaked under my foot, my wife stopped what she was doing and looked towards me.As soon as I heard the noise I stepped back very quickly and shut the door to, I thought it was confrontation time, I wondered what to say, what to do, I stood very still waiting for my wife to say something, then I heard the man asking why my wife had stopped, he could not of heard the noise, his voice sounded familiar but I could not think why, it was only after my wife said. “My meditations quickly showed me what I feared to be true. Professor Dumbledore always thought that Voldemort transferred some of his power to me the night he gave me my scar. That’s how he explained my being able to speak parcletongue. What I found was that he did much more than transfer some power to me. What he actually did was to copy everything he knew at the time into my brain without either of us knowing it.”“Oh, Harry,” Ginny said horrified for him. “Please tell me you don’t have a. “Eric, it has nothing to do with that. Yes, this is my home. This will always be my home. But this is too good an opportunity for me to pass up.” In her mind, she turned to her mother. “Momma, you said I needed to do my very best and learn as much as I can. This is a very good thing for me.” “It’s just so far away,” her loving but overly anxious mother said. “Daddy, do you think I’m doing the right thing?” Ember’s wrinkled father had a heart of gold that belonged partly to his enduring wife of.