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Summary: Everybody thought Ginny died in final battle, but really she lost her memory and lived as Gabby Watts. What happens when after six years she hears a conversation between Death Eaters and fully regains her memory and has to get to Hogwarts and warn everybody before it's to late with help of a friend?
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing. Nope.. Nah uh! Well, I own Warner Cunnings, Samantha and Eric Carter.
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'She's dead'.... Those words kept repeating in Molly Weasleys' head.
She remembered that day so well.
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"I have to go," Ginny Weasley announced after receiving an owl from her partner, Warner Cunnings, at dinner with her mother.
"Where?" Molly Weasley asked.
"Warner said Hogwarts is being attacked. I have to help fight." Ginny was searching for her wand.
"Where is my bloody wand!?" She exclaimed.
"Right here," Molly said.
"Mum, don't tell Harry or anybody else till you know I'm at Hogwarts. I'm Apperating. The Death Eaters were able to trigger the Apperating block and now anybody can Apperate or Disapperate on Hogwarts grounds." Ginny said.
Molly hugged her daughter and Ginny Apperated.
~~~~~~End~~~~~~~~
That was the last time she ever saw her only daughter.
She was the one who had to tell everyone else Ginny died fighting Voldemort.
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"Where is she!?" Demanded Harry Potter.
Molly closed her eyes and tears freely ran down her cheeks.
"No.. Oh no.. It-It can't be true. NO!" He shouted.
"Mum.. She is alive, isn't she?" Ron Weasley asked.
Molly shook her head no.
"Her and Warner both died when they ran into the forest trying to corner Voldemort. Warner made it out alive but said Ginny didn't make it. Warner was taken to the hospital and died an hour ago. His last words were 'she is a hero'..." Molly said.
~~~~End~~~~
It had been six years since that tragic day.
It was Ginnys' birthday today.
Her twenty-sixth birthday.
Nobody deserved to die at the age of twenty.
No one.
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Gabby Watts was filling up another cup of coffee like she did everyday.
Yes, she worked as a waitress at a coffeehouse.
She didn't know her real name. All she knew was that her initials were G.A.W.
So she had to make up a name with help from the doctors and nurses.
They all agreed on Gabriella Anne Watts.
"Busy hours?" Eric Carter, her roommate, asked.
"Shut up, Eric. It's lunch hour, so of course it's busy." Gabby said.
"Ooh... Touchy today, aren't we?" He teased.
"It's my birthday and I don't have a family to celebrate it with," she snapped.
His teasing glint in his eyes left and soon became a gleam of sympathy.
"Sorry," he apologized.
"I shouldn't have snapped. It's just, every year on this day, I'm cranky. All I know about myself is that I was born February sixth 1988 and that my initials are G.A.W." She sighed.
"Don't you remember anything about what happened to put you in a coma and cause you to lose your memory?" He asked.
"All I remember was a guy screaming at me to leave. A forest. Green light and a high cruel laugh." She said.
"Green light? A forest? Where were you found anyway?" He asked.
"The outskirts of Scotland, why?" She replied.
"Ever think of investigating?" He looked at her with a look of excitement.
"You're a police officer.. You could help me!" She squealed.
He nodded.
"Well, I gotta go to work, love," he teased.
"I really hate it when you call me that." She said.
"I call every female 'love'," he said and left.
Just then a few people walked in talking in hushed whispers.
She caught a few words.
"Regaining power"
"Voldemort"
"Potter"....
Potter, she thought, that sounds familiar.
"Can I help you?" She asked politely.
"Three medium coffees." The man with long white blonde hair snarled.
What a jerk, she thought.
"I don't see why we have to go to a Muggle coffeehouse," she heard him hiss to a guy he was with.
"We have to keep a low-profile, father," drawled the younger one.
He had silver blonde hair and piercing silver eyes.
He was around the same age as Gabby, but she could tell from the looks of them, they weren't the friendliest bunch.
Something was oddly familiar about these two, though.
"Hey.. Wait, do I know you?" The younger one asked Gabby.
"I wouldn't know." She replied handing the coffees to him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.
"It means that I haven't met you in the past six years of my life that I actually remember." She responded.
"What's your name?" He asked with narrowed eyes.
"Gabby Watts." She answered.
"Never heard the name," he said and walked away.
Gabby had blonde hair with red highlights and blue eyes.
Her skin was tanned and she had very few freckles that showed through her tanned skin.
The other man that was with the two blondes stayed and looked at her.
"Yes?" She asked.
He glared daggers at her.
What is he looking at!? She thought.
"What did you say your name was?" He asked coldly.
"Gabby Watts. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off work," she answered and brushed past him.
Blaise Zabini, who was the guy glaring at her, knew her name was really Ginny Alexandra Weasley, not Gabby Anne Watts.
Of course he would never tell her that.
*~*
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were trying to figure out ways to raise more money to a foundation to re-build an orphanage in Hogsmeade.
"A play!" Hermione said.
"Like Romeo and Juliet?" Harry asked.
"No.. I hate Romeo and Juliet." Hermione said.
Just then, Draco Malfoy walked into The Three Broomsticks and the trio heard his conversation he was having with Blaise Zabini.
"I'm telling you, Draco.. That girl is not Gabby Watts. She looks too much like Gi-Eavesdropping, Potter?" Blaise sneered.
"When hell freezes over, Zabini," Harry snarled.
Draco smirked at them and steered Blaise to a more private area where they couldn't be heard.
"Too much like who?" Draco asked.
"Ginny Weasley," Blaise said.
"She died six years ago," Draco pointed out.
"No, Warner said she died. Her body was never found." Blaise said.
"But if she is alive, and Potter finds out.. He'll fight harder than ever against the Dark Lord for keeping her away from him all these years." Draco said.
"Exactly. Which is why we have to make sure he doesn't find out. She has amnesia, so that's good. Her roommate is a wizard, too. You know who Eric Carter is, right? She lives with him. She thinks he's a Muggle. He also believes she's a Muggle." Blaise said.
"This is odd," Draco said.
"Very," Blaise said.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Eric! What is this piece of wood doing in this desk?" Gabby asked
She was holding his wand.
He froze.
"Erm.. It's a gag gift for my girlfriend Samantha." He said.
She threw it at him and he caught it.
"Right," she said and continued searching for her notebook.
"Where is my notebook?" She asked.
"I don't know. Did you check in you closet?" He replied.
"No," she said and went to her bedroom.
Sure enough, her notebook was on the shelf of her closet.
Then Eric remembered something.
"Hey, Gabz, you said you were found near the outskirts of Scotland, right?" He asked.
"Yeah." She answered not looking up.
"And you remember green light and a forest?" He asked.
"Yes. Why?" She replied.
"No reason," he said.
She eyed him suspiciously.
"Seriously," he gulped.
Outskirts of Scotland.. That's where Hogwarts is, he thought.
Green light.. Forest..Cruel laughter..
She can't be a witch..He told himself.
"What are you thinking about?" She laughed.
"Nothing," he answered quickly.
"Right.." She said and went back to her notebook.
~*~
"We've decided on doing a play to raise money to re-build to orphanage in Hogsmeade. It'll be a Muggle act called Cinderella and we need volunteer students who will be willing to act." Hermione announced in the Great Hall.
Dumbledore had given her permission to ask the students to act in the play.
By the end of the day, Hermione had succeeded in getting 100 names of people willing to act.
~*~
Harry tossed and turned in his bed that night.
He hadn't had a dream about Voldemort in five years.
*~*~*~*~* Dream *~*~*~*~*
"That Weasley brat was the downfall of me six years ago, but I have regained power, and nobody will get in my way of taking over Hogwarts." Voldemort cackled.
"Y-yes m-master," stuttered Peter Pettigrew.
"I may have been stopped before.. No.. Not now. No one will stop me this time." Voldemort laughed coldly.
~*~*~*~*~ End of dream ~*~*~*~*~
Harry woke up in cold sweat.
"Just a dream, Potter! Get a hold of yourself!" Harry hissed.
"Voldemort is dead. He has been for six years!" He told himself.
He glanced at his wife, Cho Chang, who was sleeping peacefully.
Harry and Ginny were close when she died, they had dated and Cho supported Harry when she died because she knew how he felt because she felt it when Cedric Diggory was killed.
They had started dating two years after Ginny died and got married last year.
~*~*~*~*~
Gabby looked at herself in the mirror. She remembered what she looked like before she got surgery done on her face.
She had to get surgery because it hurt too much to look at herself in the mirror.
Chunks of her face were gone and it left gaps in her face, so she got surgery to fix it.
She closed her eyes and sobbed.
"Gab?" Eric walked into her room and hugged her when he saw she was crying.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"It's just.. Every time I look in the mirror, I get reminded that I'm a different person. I'm not who I was before six years ago. My face is different. My name is different. And probably my attitude is different. I could have been a mean slut for all I know!" She said.
"I doubt that," he assured her.
"I doubt it, too. I don't see myself as a scarlet woman." She said.
"Scarlet woman?" He asked.
"Where in the WORLD did that come from?" She mused.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Go take a shower and get dressed in a casual outfit!" He said.
"Why?" She asked.
"I'm taking you out for dinner and a movie! Sam is sick, so she told me to take you because it's your Birthday and you need it!" He said.
"It's 7:30, what movie are we going to see?" She asked.
"I don't know." He said and walked out of her room.
She laughed and shook her head.
*
She decided to wear an ankle length denim skirt with a yellow elbow length shirt that had blue loopy text that said, "have you seen my tiara yet?"
She put on pink lip balm and had her hair in a French braid.
~
She had a nice night with Eric but she had an odd dream when she went to bed.
~~~~Dream~~~~
A girl about 5'6 with red hair and pale skin was walking with a guy around 6'1 with jet-black hair and emerald green eyes.
"I made it in Auror academy, Harry." She said.
"But.. You'll be in so much danger and-" She placed a finger on his lips.
"Hush, love. Let's not talk about the downside." She said.
He frowned.
He leaned down and she leaned up.
They kissed.
~~~~ End of Dream ~~~~
She woke up because Eric was shaking her awake.
"Do we know anybody with jet-black hair and emerald green eyes?" She asked.
"Good morning to you, too. And not that I know of." He answered.
"Anybody named Harry?" She asked.
"No," he said.
She put the dream aside and got ready for another day in the real world.
*~*~*~*~*
"Harry?" Cho was shaking Harry awake.
"Wassumatter?" He asked groggily.
"The ministry just sent us a owl." She said.
"And?"
"And they told us that they wanted our help to investigate something.." She trailed off.
"Something would mean.?"
"The murder of Ginny Weasley," She said.
He bolted out of bed.
*~*~*~*~*
"Ron! GET UP!" Hermione yelled, shaking him furiously.
"What?" He asked.
"The ministry just sent you and I an owl." She said.
"OK, what did it say?" He asked, rubbing sleep out of his eye.
"They need help investigating Ginnys' death," She said.
He looked at his wife skeptically.
"What?" He asked.
"They. Need. Help. On. Investigating. Ginnys'. Death." She said slowly.
"Erm.." Was all he could manage to say.
"I know it's hard.. And I know it's only been six years, but I don't know why they want to investigate. I mean, it's obvious the killing curse was used. Warner said all he remembered was her screaming and a bright green light before he lost consciousness." Hermione said.
"I still can't believe she's dead. It's like, she was so full of life. I remember how her eyes were twinkling and how she glowed with happiness for weeks after her and Harry started dating.." He said sadly.
"Yeah, I remember. Let's get ready," she said and stood up.
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Summary: Everybody thought Ginny died in final battle, but really she lost her memory and lived as Gabby Watts. What happens when after six years she hears a conversation between Death Eaters and fully regains her memory and has to get to Hogwarts and warn everybody before it's to late with help of a friend?
Disclaimer: I do not own nothing. Nope.. Nah uh! Well, I own Warner Cunnings, Samantha and Eric Carter.
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'She's dead'.... Those words kept repeating in Molly Weasleys' head.
She remembered that day so well.
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"I have to go," Ginny Weasley announced after receiving an owl from her partner, Warner Cunnings, at dinner with her mother.
"Where?" Molly Weasley asked.
"Warner said Hogwarts is being attacked. I have to help fight." Ginny was searching for her wand.
"Where is my bloody wand!?" She exclaimed.
"Right here," Molly said.
"Mum, don't tell Harry or anybody else till you know I'm at Hogwarts. I'm Apperating. The Death Eaters were able to trigger the Apperating block and now anybody can Apperate or Disapperate on Hogwarts grounds." Ginny said.
Molly hugged her daughter and Ginny Apperated.
~~~~~~End~~~~~~~~
That was the last time she ever saw her only daughter.
She was the one who had to tell everyone else Ginny died fighting Voldemort.
~~~~Flashback~~~~
"Where is she!?" Demanded Harry Potter.
Molly closed her eyes and tears freely ran down her cheeks.
"No.. Oh no.. It-It can't be true. NO!" He shouted.
"Mum.. She is alive, isn't she?" Ron Weasley asked.
Molly shook her head no.
"Her and Warner both died when they ran into the forest trying to corner Voldemort. Warner made it out alive but said Ginny didn't make it. Warner was taken to the hospital and died an hour ago. His last words were 'she is a hero'..." Molly said.
~~~~End~~~~
It had been six years since that tragic day.
It was Ginnys' birthday today.
Her twenty-sixth birthday.
Nobody deserved to die at the age of twenty.
No one.
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Gabby Watts was filling up another cup of coffee like she did everyday.
Yes, she worked as a waitress at a coffeehouse.
She didn't know her real name. All she knew was that her initials were G.A.W.
So she had to make up a name with help from the doctors and nurses.
They all agreed on Gabriella Anne Watts.
"Busy hours?" Eric Carter, her roommate, asked.
"Shut up, Eric. It's lunch hour, so of course it's busy." Gabby said.
"Ooh... Touchy today, aren't we?" He teased.
"It's my birthday and I don't have a family to celebrate it with," she snapped.
His teasing glint in his eyes left and soon became a gleam of sympathy.
"Sorry," he apologized.
"I shouldn't have snapped. It's just, every year on this day, I'm cranky. All I know about myself is that I was born February sixth 1988 and that my initials are G.A.W." She sighed.
"Don't you remember anything about what happened to put you in a coma and cause you to lose your memory?" He asked.
"All I remember was a guy screaming at me to leave. A forest. Green light and a high cruel laugh." She said.
"Green light? A forest? Where were you found anyway?" He asked.
"The outskirts of Scotland, why?" She replied.
"Ever think of investigating?" He looked at her with a look of excitement.
"You're a police officer.. You could help me!" She squealed.
He nodded.
"Well, I gotta go to work, love," he teased.
"I really hate it when you call me that." She said.
"I call every female 'love'," he said and left.
Just then a few people walked in talking in hushed whispers.
She caught a few words.
"Regaining power"
"Voldemort"
"Potter"....
Potter, she thought, that sounds familiar.
"Can I help you?" She asked politely.
"Three medium coffees." The man with long white blonde hair snarled.
What a jerk, she thought.
"I don't see why we have to go to a Muggle coffeehouse," she heard him hiss to a guy he was with.
"We have to keep a low-profile, father," drawled the younger one.
He had silver blonde hair and piercing silver eyes.
He was around the same age as Gabby, but she could tell from the looks of them, they weren't the friendliest bunch.
Something was oddly familiar about these two, though.
"Hey.. Wait, do I know you?" The younger one asked Gabby.
"I wouldn't know." She replied handing the coffees to him.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.
"It means that I haven't met you in the past six years of my life that I actually remember." She responded.
"What's your name?" He asked with narrowed eyes.
"Gabby Watts." She answered.
"Never heard the name," he said and walked away.
Gabby had blonde hair with red highlights and blue eyes.
Her skin was tanned and she had very few freckles that showed through her tanned skin.
The other man that was with the two blondes stayed and looked at her.
"Yes?" She asked.
He glared daggers at her.
What is he looking at!? She thought.
"What did you say your name was?" He asked coldly.
"Gabby Watts. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off work," she answered and brushed past him.
Blaise Zabini, who was the guy glaring at her, knew her name was really Ginny Alexandra Weasley, not Gabby Anne Watts.
Of course he would never tell her that.
*~*
Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were trying to figure out ways to raise more money to a foundation to re-build an orphanage in Hogsmeade.
"A play!" Hermione said.
"Like Romeo and Juliet?" Harry asked.
"No.. I hate Romeo and Juliet." Hermione said.
Just then, Draco Malfoy walked into The Three Broomsticks and the trio heard his conversation he was having with Blaise Zabini.
"I'm telling you, Draco.. That girl is not Gabby Watts. She looks too much like Gi-Eavesdropping, Potter?" Blaise sneered.
"When hell freezes over, Zabini," Harry snarled.
Draco smirked at them and steered Blaise to a more private area where they couldn't be heard.
"Too much like who?" Draco asked.
"Ginny Weasley," Blaise said.
"She died six years ago," Draco pointed out.
"No, Warner said she died. Her body was never found." Blaise said.
"But if she is alive, and Potter finds out.. He'll fight harder than ever against the Dark Lord for keeping her away from him all these years." Draco said.
"Exactly. Which is why we have to make sure he doesn't find out. She has amnesia, so that's good. Her roommate is a wizard, too. You know who Eric Carter is, right? She lives with him. She thinks he's a Muggle. He also believes she's a Muggle." Blaise said.
"This is odd," Draco said.
"Very," Blaise said.
*~*~*~*~*~*
"Eric! What is this piece of wood doing in this desk?" Gabby asked
She was holding his wand.
He froze.
"Erm.. It's a gag gift for my girlfriend Samantha." He said.
She threw it at him and he caught it.
"Right," she said and continued searching for her notebook.
"Where is my notebook?" She asked.
"I don't know. Did you check in you closet?" He replied.
"No," she said and went to her bedroom.
Sure enough, her notebook was on the shelf of her closet.
Then Eric remembered something.
"Hey, Gabz, you said you were found near the outskirts of Scotland, right?" He asked.
"Yeah." She answered not looking up.
"And you remember green light and a forest?" He asked.
"Yes. Why?" She replied.
"No reason," he said.
She eyed him suspiciously.
"Seriously," he gulped.
Outskirts of Scotland.. That's where Hogwarts is, he thought.
Green light.. Forest..Cruel laughter..
She can't be a witch..He told himself.
"What are you thinking about?" She laughed.
"Nothing," he answered quickly.
"Right.." She said and went back to her notebook.
~*~
"We've decided on doing a play to raise money to re-build to orphanage in Hogsmeade. It'll be a Muggle act called Cinderella and we need volunteer students who will be willing to act." Hermione announced in the Great Hall.
Dumbledore had given her permission to ask the students to act in the play.
By the end of the day, Hermione had succeeded in getting 100 names of people willing to act.
~*~
Harry tossed and turned in his bed that night.
He hadn't had a dream about Voldemort in five years.
*~*~*~*~* Dream *~*~*~*~*
"That Weasley brat was the downfall of me six years ago, but I have regained power, and nobody will get in my way of taking over Hogwarts." Voldemort cackled.
"Y-yes m-master," stuttered Peter Pettigrew.
"I may have been stopped before.. No.. Not now. No one will stop me this time." Voldemort laughed coldly.
~*~*~*~*~ End of dream ~*~*~*~*~
Harry woke up in cold sweat.
"Just a dream, Potter! Get a hold of yourself!" Harry hissed.
"Voldemort is dead. He has been for six years!" He told himself.
He glanced at his wife, Cho Chang, who was sleeping peacefully.
Harry and Ginny were close when she died, they had dated and Cho supported Harry when she died because she knew how he felt because she felt it when Cedric Diggory was killed.
They had started dating two years after Ginny died and got married last year.
~*~*~*~*~
Gabby looked at herself in the mirror. She remembered what she looked like before she got surgery done on her face.
She had to get surgery because it hurt too much to look at herself in the mirror.
Chunks of her face were gone and it left gaps in her face, so she got surgery to fix it.
She closed her eyes and sobbed.
"Gab?" Eric walked into her room and hugged her when he saw she was crying.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"It's just.. Every time I look in the mirror, I get reminded that I'm a different person. I'm not who I was before six years ago. My face is different. My name is different. And probably my attitude is different. I could have been a mean slut for all I know!" She said.
"I doubt that," he assured her.
"I doubt it, too. I don't see myself as a scarlet woman." She said.
"Scarlet woman?" He asked.
"Where in the WORLD did that come from?" She mused.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Go take a shower and get dressed in a casual outfit!" He said.
"Why?" She asked.
"I'm taking you out for dinner and a movie! Sam is sick, so she told me to take you because it's your Birthday and you need it!" He said.
"It's 7:30, what movie are we going to see?" She asked.
"I don't know." He said and walked out of her room.
She laughed and shook her head.
*
She decided to wear an ankle length denim skirt with a yellow elbow length shirt that had blue loopy text that said, "have you seen my tiara yet?"
She put on pink lip balm and had her hair in a French braid.
~
She had a nice night with Eric but she had an odd dream when she went to bed.
~~~~Dream~~~~
A girl about 5'6 with red hair and pale skin was walking with a guy around 6'1 with jet-black hair and emerald green eyes.
"I made it in Auror academy, Harry." She said.
"But.. You'll be in so much danger and-" She placed a finger on his lips.
"Hush, love. Let's not talk about the downside." She said.
He frowned.
He leaned down and she leaned up.
They kissed.
~~~~ End of Dream ~~~~
She woke up because Eric was shaking her awake.
"Do we know anybody with jet-black hair and emerald green eyes?" She asked.
"Good morning to you, too. And not that I know of." He answered.
"Anybody named Harry?" She asked.
"No," he said.
She put the dream aside and got ready for another day in the real world.
*~*~*~*~*
"Harry?" Cho was shaking Harry awake.
"Wassumatter?" He asked groggily.
"The ministry just sent us a owl." She said.
"And?"
"And they told us that they wanted our help to investigate something.." She trailed off.
"Something would mean.?"
"The murder of Ginny Weasley," She said.
He bolted out of bed.
*~*~*~*~*
"Ron! GET UP!" Hermione yelled, shaking him furiously.
"What?" He asked.
"The ministry just sent you and I an owl." She said.
"OK, what did it say?" He asked, rubbing sleep out of his eye.
"They need help investigating Ginnys' death," She said.
He looked at his wife skeptically.
"What?" He asked.
"They. Need. Help. On. Investigating. Ginnys'. Death." She said slowly.
"Erm.." Was all he could manage to say.
"I know it's hard.. And I know it's only been six years, but I don't know why they want to investigate. I mean, it's obvious the killing curse was used. Warner said all he remembered was her screaming and a bright green light before he lost consciousness." Hermione said.
"I still can't believe she's dead. It's like, she was so full of life. I remember how her eyes were twinkling and how she glowed with happiness for weeks after her and Harry started dating.." He said sadly.
"Yeah, I remember. Let's get ready," she said and stood up.
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