Return of the mad author!!!!!!!!!!

I cannot believe I am writing a SS/GW ROMANCE fic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just to warn you, I seriously SUCK at romance, OK, so no flames about crap romance scenes.

No romance yet, though, but…*voice goes deep and spooky* there will be!!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm worried about my sanity! That is B-A-D!

I just remembered, I've got to write a DISCLAIMER *dun dun dunn(!)*, anyway, I do not own anything Harry Potter related (duh!) but the weird/twisted/freaky/etc plot is mine (I think…it may not be…OK, now I'm freaking myself out)…!!

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Ginny bit her lip. She was worried and confused. For the past month or so she'd been having the same dream. It was that the Dark Lord was after her, and she was running. Then she came to a church and was wearing a wedding dress, and seemed to be getting married to Professor Snape. On top of this, the church was empty, apart from her, Snape and Dumbledore.

This was not a very comforting dream for a girl to be having, especially when previous dreams had come to pass. She had discovered that she had a tendency of dreaming the future. One example was that she dreamed that Harry, Ron and Hermione met Sirius Black, and that he was innocent; she'd overheard them talking about him afterwards. Another was that she knew exactly what happened to Harry during the Triwizard tournament, when Voldemort came back. What happened then was not common knowledge.

She had recently started her sixth year at Hogwarts, and Voldemort was in power, terrorising both the magical and the muggle worlds.

Dreaming that she was going to marry her Potions Master was not really something she needed right now.

As the rest of her class filed out of the dungeons after their Potions lesson, she stayed behind.

"Two weeks," she said quietly, lost in her own personal world.

"What?" Snape asked, it was a strange thing for her to say, after all.

"Two weeks before the wedding." She replied, gazing into space.

"How do you know?" he questioned. What she was speaking of was something that he remembered Dumbledore having mentioned once or twice.

"I dream. I dream the future. Why does HE want me? Why are we to be married in two weeks?" Ginny asked, her voice flat.

"I think Dumbledore had best explain this to you…" he said, before taking her to the headmaster's office.

"Well Miss Weasley," Dumbledore sighed, "It seems that Voldemort would like you either on his side or dead. If you agree, I think you should go into hiding…"

"Why am I getting married in two weeks?" she asked, angry now. Her eyes flashed with fury at not being told straight what she wanted to know.

"What I suggest, is instead of magic, a simple make-over and marrying Severus here,"

"And that helps how?" Ginny asked in a sharp way. A very sharp way.

Severus was grinning by now. Not many people dared scold or talk to Albus Dumbledore like this. It was quite amusing to watch!

"Well, no-one would recognise you. You are cleverer than a lot of the people in the year above you, so your education won't suffer as much as someone else would, and Severus could teach you anything he feels you might need." Dumbledore was smiling gently.

This was really pissing Ginny off. Especially Dumbledore's friendly and SWEET smile!

"At the end of this damned war, we'll no doubt get divorced!" Severus said in a nicely blunt way.

Suddenly Ginny grinned. If the person she was going to marry in two weeks was treating it a bit like a light-hearted joke almost, and Dumbledore was right; she WAS bright enough to cope with the disrupt of her education. Anyway, they could get divorced at the end of it all! And it'd be a new experience that she'd not get otherwise.

"OK," she smirked.

Dumbledore looked slightly surprised that she'd agreed so easily. Mind you, this was the first time he'd ever suggested to one of his students to marry probably the most hated teacher in the school.

"Basically, all you have to do is disappear from the face of the Earth. Not too problematic!" Severus affirmed.

Ginny wondered whether this was really her Potions Master, who took points off people for BREATHING! He seemed nice, for lack of a better word.

"Well, that sorted, I guess that you, Miss Weasley have some lessons to go to, and that you Severus, have some to teach," Dumbledore stated simply.

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