Disclaimer: only Mara Lupin and Alex Black are mine. The other characters belong to JK Rowling, and the plot is from Frequency.
Something Gone
Chapter One: Missing Identities
"Ginny, Ginny," Harry ran up behind her, yelling her name. He needed her to comfort him, everything was going wrong.
Ginny turned around. "Do I know you?" she said, looking puzzled. "Oh yeah, you're that Potter boy in my brother Ron's year. Can I help you?" Harry looked puzzled. Why didn't Ginny know him? Suddenly a brown haired girl slipped up behind him, and kissed his cheek.
"There you are, Harry, we've been looking everywhere for you," she said. Harry looked at her in puzzlement for a minute.
"Hi,...Mara" he said, pausing to remember her name. It was Mara Lupin, his girlfriend, and Remus Lupin's daughter. He suddenly remembered all about her. "I'm coming," he told her, and followed her to another corner of the common room.
Harry saw the boy sitting at a chess table and had a flood of new memories rush in. He remembered his childhood, playing in the living room with these two, and getting thrown around by his dad. He remembered his first kiss from Mara, and their first date. He remembered getting his letter from an owl and how happy his mother had been. He remembered years and years of pleasure with his parents, and the Lupins and Blacks.
But at the same time Harry retained the memories of the miserable years growing up with the Dursleys, and meeting the Weasleys on his first day at Platform 9 and ¾. He remembered all the summers with the Weasleys and the adventures with Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. He remembered the first time he really noticed Ginny as a girl, and all the wonderful moments they had spent together.
Which had really happened to him, which lifetime was real? Why did he have two sets of childhood memories? He and his dad had really messed something up.
Suddenly Harry remembered frightening moments of hiding, and always being afraid his parents would die, and the warnings his mother always gave about being careful of you-know-who. If his parents hadn't been killed all those years ago, than Voldemort was still strong and had never lost his powers.
Harry told Mara he'd be right back, and went to look in a mirror. His scar wasn't there. It was gone. 'Of course, if my parents didn't die, then Voldemort never attempted to kill me,' Harry thought rationally.
Harry went back to the common room to play the chess game Alex Black had suggested. He found that he could play with ease, and won with ease. "Like I'm always saying, Harry, you should try playing against Ron Weasley," Alex said, moaning over his loss.
"What were you talking to that Weasley girl about, Harry, she looked very confused," Mara asked. She looked a bit hurt, to Harry's eyes. There was no questioning why; Ginny was still as good-looking as ever, and with Harry as confused as he was, she had every reason to be jealous and hurt.
"Er, one of the professors said she might be able to help me with my homework, but I guess not," Harry quickly lied. The hurt disappeared from Mara's eyes and she smiled at him.
"What subject do you need help in, Harr?" Alex asked. Harry detected that he was the Hermione of their group, very smart. He quickly said he had figured it out and tried to change the subject.
Harry went up to his room with Alex that night. It was still the same room, but now there were six beds instead of five. 'I wonder who Ron's best friends are now,' Harry thought to himself gloomily. Alex went directly to sleep, but Harry lay awake for hours. He thought about the conversation he and his dad had only three nights ago. He'd wanted his parents, but was that a good enough reason to sacrifice his friends? Mara and Alex were excellent, but his soul missed the others.
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Ginny looked up at the canopy, why had the Potter boy called her name like that? It sounded like a desperate boy calling his lover. Something was wrong with him. He had been dating Mara for years now.
Suddenly Ginny felt that familiar ache. The ache in her heart that told her something was missing. She had been having for a long time. She couldn't figure out what was wrong. She had a wonderful family, the best friend anyone could ask for, and a sweet boyfriend, but something was still missing. What was it?
Something Gone
Chapter One: Missing Identities
"Ginny, Ginny," Harry ran up behind her, yelling her name. He needed her to comfort him, everything was going wrong.
Ginny turned around. "Do I know you?" she said, looking puzzled. "Oh yeah, you're that Potter boy in my brother Ron's year. Can I help you?" Harry looked puzzled. Why didn't Ginny know him? Suddenly a brown haired girl slipped up behind him, and kissed his cheek.
"There you are, Harry, we've been looking everywhere for you," she said. Harry looked at her in puzzlement for a minute.
"Hi,...Mara" he said, pausing to remember her name. It was Mara Lupin, his girlfriend, and Remus Lupin's daughter. He suddenly remembered all about her. "I'm coming," he told her, and followed her to another corner of the common room.
Harry saw the boy sitting at a chess table and had a flood of new memories rush in. He remembered his childhood, playing in the living room with these two, and getting thrown around by his dad. He remembered his first kiss from Mara, and their first date. He remembered getting his letter from an owl and how happy his mother had been. He remembered years and years of pleasure with his parents, and the Lupins and Blacks.
But at the same time Harry retained the memories of the miserable years growing up with the Dursleys, and meeting the Weasleys on his first day at Platform 9 and ¾. He remembered all the summers with the Weasleys and the adventures with Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. He remembered the first time he really noticed Ginny as a girl, and all the wonderful moments they had spent together.
Which had really happened to him, which lifetime was real? Why did he have two sets of childhood memories? He and his dad had really messed something up.
Suddenly Harry remembered frightening moments of hiding, and always being afraid his parents would die, and the warnings his mother always gave about being careful of you-know-who. If his parents hadn't been killed all those years ago, than Voldemort was still strong and had never lost his powers.
Harry told Mara he'd be right back, and went to look in a mirror. His scar wasn't there. It was gone. 'Of course, if my parents didn't die, then Voldemort never attempted to kill me,' Harry thought rationally.
Harry went back to the common room to play the chess game Alex Black had suggested. He found that he could play with ease, and won with ease. "Like I'm always saying, Harry, you should try playing against Ron Weasley," Alex said, moaning over his loss.
"What were you talking to that Weasley girl about, Harry, she looked very confused," Mara asked. She looked a bit hurt, to Harry's eyes. There was no questioning why; Ginny was still as good-looking as ever, and with Harry as confused as he was, she had every reason to be jealous and hurt.
"Er, one of the professors said she might be able to help me with my homework, but I guess not," Harry quickly lied. The hurt disappeared from Mara's eyes and she smiled at him.
"What subject do you need help in, Harr?" Alex asked. Harry detected that he was the Hermione of their group, very smart. He quickly said he had figured it out and tried to change the subject.
Harry went up to his room with Alex that night. It was still the same room, but now there were six beds instead of five. 'I wonder who Ron's best friends are now,' Harry thought to himself gloomily. Alex went directly to sleep, but Harry lay awake for hours. He thought about the conversation he and his dad had only three nights ago. He'd wanted his parents, but was that a good enough reason to sacrifice his friends? Mara and Alex were excellent, but his soul missed the others.
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Ginny looked up at the canopy, why had the Potter boy called her name like that? It sounded like a desperate boy calling his lover. Something was wrong with him. He had been dating Mara for years now.
Suddenly Ginny felt that familiar ache. The ache in her heart that told her something was missing. She had been having for a long time. She couldn't figure out what was wrong. She had a wonderful family, the best friend anyone could ask for, and a sweet boyfriend, but something was still missing. What was it?