Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. This is my second fic, but for all you Hannah Montana fans out there, read my other story, A Summer to Remember.
16 year old Ginny Weasley and 17 year old Harry Potter found themselves facing a younger, healthier looking Albus Dumbledore.
"Why hello! Who are you two?" asked Dumbledore.
"Your future self told us to give you this," said Ginny, handing him a folded piece of parchment. She remembered how he refused to answer when they asked him what it was.
The headmaster read it quickly and said, "Well, Ginerva, you are now Gwendolyn, of Gwen, Johnson, and Harry you are Michael White. Any questions?
"Um, sir?"
"Yes Harry?"
"Won't somebody recognize me?"
"Oh, I'm glad you brought that up. I'm going to have to change the way you look. Any objections?"
"No, sir."
"Good." He stood up and walked around his desk to where they were standing and waved his wand above their heads. Harry's hair immediately changed to a dirty blond and his emerald green eyes changed to a light blue. Ginny's hair turned a light brown and grew to mid-back. Her chocolate brown eyes changed into a beautiful hazel.
"You may go! The welcoming feast is starting soon; you can be sorted then, unless you just want to stay in Gryffindor?"
"Yes please, sir. It would make it so much easier," Ginny said.
"Of course."
They left and walked in silence to the entrance hall.