AN: The weirdest little plot bunny jumped into my head. I kinda like it, though. It's a Wrong Boy-Who-Lived story, but without the usual Potter/Dumbledore bashing. However, it does have False BWL bashing- i.e. the false boy-who-lived gets bashed. He started off as a normal character… but then I just started hating him, and he turned out as a jerk. Basically, Ginny is knocked out, and she is transported to two different dimensions- one in which Harry Potter was never born and she married Michael Potter, and the canon universe- in which Michael Potter was never born and she married Harry Potter (basically, the book world we all know and love!) Enjoy! And if you can guess who the figure in white is, you will have this story dedicated to you, and you'll get to read the entire thing early
"Will she be okay?" Michael Potter demanded.
"She'll be fine," Madam Pomfrey soothed. "No need to worry. She'll be awake in about two hours."
Molly Weasley sighed in relief. "Oh, Ginny," she whispered. "My poor baby girl."
Ginny Weasley had been playing Quidditch late at night with Michael Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, when a stray Bludger had hit the side of her head, causing her to lose consciousness. Michael Potter had immediately carried her to the Hospital Wing, where Madam Pomfrey, the Hogwarts nurse, had quickly ensured that the injury was not serious. Headmaster Albus Dumbledore had alerted the Weasley family, and several redheads ringed around the form of the comatose girl.
Bill and Charlie knelt on either side of the bed, the insufficient number of chairs making it impossible for them to sit properly. Percy stood behind his parents, keeping a careful eye on his younger sister. The Weasley matriarch sat to the right of her daughter's fiery red head, while her husband stroked his daughter's hand gently. Fred and George's usual mischievous grins had faded into grimaces of worry and uncertainty. Ron, the brother closest in age to Ginny herself, sat at the foot of his sister's bed, silently mouthing pleas for her immediate revival.
On the other side of her head sat the famous Michael Potter. He felt a bit of guilt for hitting the Bludger that caused all of this mess, but not as worried as he was about his own reputation. What would the Wizarding World think of their glorious savior injuring a Weasley?
Lily and James Potter were aware of the object of their son's lust, and Muggle Studies Professor Lily Potter had Floo-ed her husband immediately after hearing of the accident. She and James attributed Michael's sexual infatuation with the young girl to love, not realizing his feelings were nothing more than that- lust. They insisted their family should remain to comfort the Weasleys.
Standing behind his parents was, of course, our very own Harry James Potter. He was the twin brother of the Boy-Who-Lived, the boy forgotten by the rest of the world. Whenever anyone met Harry, all they ever wanted to talk about was Michael. He was sick of it. His parents were aware of his frustration, and tried to include him as much as they included Michael. However, because he was the Boy-Who-Lived, Michael was always treated slightly better. They tried not to let Harry notice, but he did. They took Michael out more often than Harry, bought Michael slightly newer, more expensive things. This did not perturb Harry in the slightest, he was not one to care for material goods as his brother did.
No, what truly bothered Harry more than anything else in the world was his parent's opinion of Ginny Weasley and Michael Potter. Michael constantly spoke of his "crush" on the youngest Weasley, and his parents cooed and shared knowing glances. Harry's one bit of vanity and selfishness that he lorded over his twin was that he was the more attractive one. With chin length jet-black hair inherited from his father and deep emerald eyes given to him by his mother, he clearly surpassed Michael's short, auburn locks and hazel eyes. Of course, girls rarely noticed this, much preferring to flirt with Michael because of his status as a Wizarding Hero. The few girls who did notice Harry, however, were turned down politely and given a hint about someone who truly fancied them. Harry could not consider being with them because he was in love with someone, the one girl he knew he could never have-
Ginny Weasley.
His parents, trying to encourage Michael to woo the girl successfully, had forbidden Harry from having any form of contact with her until Michael had "worked up his adorable Gryffindor courage" to ask her out. Harry was disgusted with himself for obeying, but he continued to fall more and more in love with her every day. His mood, however, had taken a visible hit from being unable to talk to the girl he knew he loved with all of his heart. Lily and James, he knew, believed he was being corrupted by Dark forces, and that Harry would join the Death Eaters soon enough. They spread this rumor around, trying to ensure that if Harry truly went Dark, no one would be too severely shocked or hurt.
So the Wizarding World continued existing, fearing the newly risen Voldemort and gossiping about the Boy-Who-Lived's Dark brother. Harry, for his part, did nothing to dispel the rumors.
Harry was wallowing in despair for his unconscious secret love, when the room was engulfed in a bright white light. A female figured emerged from the center of the Hospital Wing, where the light seemed to shine the brightest. Her face was obscured, and Harry guessed that her voice had also been altered so as not to reveal her identity.
"What the hell are you?" James Potter demanded of the figure.
The glowing woman spoke. "My identity is of little concern to you. I have come bearing news of Ginevra."
Mrs. Weasley stood up. "What are you talking about? Ginny will be fine! Won't she?" Molly questioned worriedly.
The figure nodded. "She will be fine, and she will wake up in two hours. However, for Ginevra, those two hours will have been two months." Shocked and angry gasps echoed around the stone walls.
"What does that mean?" Mrs. Weasley shrieked.
"Your daughter will be travelling to two different worlds," the figure explained. "She will remain in the body of her counterpart in the world for one month. The counterpart will return here, but remain in Ginevra's body, unconscious for the hour. In each world, she will experience what life would have been like had each of the Potter twins in turn not been born."
Harry was confused. Ginny would go to a world in which he never existed? And- Harry's heart gave a maddening thump- a world in which Michael had never prevented him from talking to his love? Could they have- no. Harry quickly shook away the errant thought. Even in another universe, Harry was sure Ginny would not return his affections. The figure began to speak again, and this time, Harry was sure he could hear a trace of amusement in her voice.
"Ironically enough, in each world, Ginevra married one of the Potter twins, depending on which of them existed," she informed them.
Gasps were heard around the room once again as everyone turned to both Harry and Michael. Harry's heart felt like it would stop beating. He could not believe that a Harry Potter had managed to marry a Ginny Weasley in another world. Lucky bastard.
Michael was thrilled. Ginny Weasley was attractive, there was no denying it. The object of many sexual fantasies of his would finally be in his possession!
The figure turned and called to them, "We will see how Ginevra feels in two hours' time." She walked gracefully back into the glowing orb and vanished.
The remaining occupants of the room looked at each other for a moment, and as one, sat down to wait for the awakening of Ginevra Molly Weasley.
