"Harry?" Said Ginny, sat at Harry's side, as they sat on the sofa one evening.
"Yeah?"
"I wanna have a baby..." Ginny said, slightly nervous but after seeing the grin spread across her husbands face she grinned too and repeated her statement with more excitement.
Ginny was a professional quidditch player, "after this season," she said, "this is my last season, then I'll retire."
"I can't wait, love." Harry said then raised his eyebrow suggestively, "you know, if you want, we could practice the technique now?"
Ginny laughed, "I think some practice would be good."
Harry leaned in towards her, "what am I not good enough?" He asked her.
"You're perfect." She said before she kissed him and lead him upstairs to their bed.
Dobby knew it was time, he had to do it now. So he did it.
Harry Potter woke up and rolled towards the side of the bed he knew his wife slept on but instead of seeing her he rolled straight into a wall. "Be quiet boy!" Shrieked and all too familiar voice, it was the voice of his aunt. Harry was freaking out, why was he in his cupboard? And why did his aunt expect him to be there? He fumbled for where he knew the light was and then saw his body, he looked like he was 11 again, but that's not possible he was 25.
Then he saw it; a note that read.
Dear Harry Potter sir.
I am very sorry, but I must do what I have to do. I mean no harm to you. I have sent you and your wife back in time, to before your hogwarts years. All I know is that you must not tell anyone anything until the 7th of April 1998. I will reveal myself of the 6th of April 1998. You may change what you wish however. Please sir please do well. You must meet your wife in Ottery St. Catchpole tomorrow at 3 in the morning. I do not know why then it just must happen.
Also I would like to advise that you open your mail in the hall way for som reason I do not know why.
Please Harry Potter sir please be safe. I mean you no harm.
Harry was confused, who the hell sent him and Ginny back in time. And how was he to get to Ottery St. Catchpole at three in the morning. Of course he would go, but still. Harry decided right there he would have to act normal like nothing was different until he talked to Ginny, they could decide what to do from there.
"Boy!" Came a shout from his uncle, "I want breakfast!"
"Coming." Harry said with a sigh. This was the last thing he thought he would ever be doing again, making breakfast for the Dursleys.
After he had cooked his uncle ordered him to get the mail. It was very hard for Harry to contain his grin. Whatever that note was about, he decided to take its advice, he really should open his mail in the hall.
When Harry returned he hands the Dursleys their post and decided to keep the letter to himself, he wasn't sure how he should handle the situation, he'd have to talk to Ginny about that too.
In the burrow, Ginny was also waking up, "Harry dear," she said with a smirk, knowing Harry was going to say yes to her question, with her eyes still closed, "how do you fancy making breakfast in bed for your wife?"
Ginny expected a reply from Harry. Instead she got, "Ginny who are you talking to? I've told you already, breakfast is ready! All your brothers are already here!" In a voice she instantly recognised, the voice of her mother.
"Mum!" Ginny shouted in shock opening her eyes, "what are you doing here?" She then saw where she was and looked down to see what looked like her but when she was about 10, maybe 9, not 24.
Mrs Weasley figured, Ginny must still be a bit confused from her dream, what was she doing here, in her own house? "Come on Ginny!"
Ginny however was freaking out. What was happening? Was this a dream? No she just woke up. What about Harry? She was supposed to be in her bed with Harry not her old bed, was he still there? Oh god, she thought, her ten year old mind better not be in her 24 year old body, she wouldn't be able to cope.
Then she saw it, she saw the note and she picked up very quickly and started reading like her life depending on it and as she reasoned with herself, it might. The note read.
Dear miss Weasley (you are not Potter yet)
I am very sorry but I must do what I have to do. I mean no harm to you. I have sent you and your husband back in time to before your hogwarts years. All I know is that you must not tell anyone anything until the 7th of April 1998, I will reveal myself on the 6th of April 1998, this is the way it must be. You may change what you wish however. Please do well. You must meet your husband in Ottery St. Catchpole tomorrow at 3 in the morning, this is very important. I do not know why then it just must happen.
Please, I mean you no harm.
Ginny paled, by the sounds of things she was staying here, for good, before time, ever so slowly, brought her back to her own time, and her own time would be different, they could change what they wished, they could do so much good. She grinned. Her and Harry changing the world for the better, in secret. This was going to be hard, for example she didn't even know what the date was. Was it before her first year? If so Harry might be down stairs, but she looked younger, maybe before Harry's first year?
She had to act normal and get as much information as she could. Then meet Harry. She assumed he had been given the same note. At least they were meeting in a place where she could walk to. God knows how Harry was going to get there.
Ginny took a deep breath, reminded herself to act cool, and walked down stairs. When she got to the kitchen, she saw not just George but Fred too, both of them together, she was about to run over to them but had to remind herself that she had to act normal, they were just her brothers. She then saw her dad who was reading the paper. Perfect! She thought, all she had to do was get the paper, it would have the date on it.
She took her place at the table as her mother placed her breakfast in front of her, "thanks Mum." She said. Once she was half way though her breakfast she realised she wasn't just going to be handed the newspaper, "hey dad, can I see the newspaper?" She asked trying her hardest to act casual.
"Sure Ginny." Mr Weasley said with a slight chuckle, his daughter had never expressed an interest in the news paper before.
When she got it she read the date, "is this today's newspaper, dad?"
"Yeah sweetie, the date is on the top corner."
"Oh yeah I see now." That meant it was just over a week before Harry's 11th birthday, not his 26th, so same day just different year. She was 9 then. Now she had to fake an interest in the newspaper. Maybe if she read through it she could familiarise herself with the time, if as she suspected she was going to be stayed there it would be good to know what's going on.
At three o'clock the next morning Ginny was sat on a bench in the town centre of Ottery St. Catchpole when the night bus pulled up and out stepped her husband. Well kinda her husband. If he was here then that must mean it is the kind of her husband and his body too kinda, just a really young version.
Harry stepped off the night bus, avoiding more questions about who he was and what he was doing travelling to strange towns in the middle of the night. When he got off he saw his wife stand up from where she was sitting on a bench.
"Oh Harry." She said as her eyes brimmed with tears and she rushed to him pulling him into a hug, "what are we going to do?"
"I have no idea," Harry said leading Ginny to the bench she had just been sitting on and pulling her down beside him, "I don't even know what date it is."
"Same day that it should be just 15 years before." Ginny said.
"That makes sense, I got my hogwarts letter today, the Dursleys don't know about it though."
"Harry? Do we have to stay here? Can we go back?" Ginny asked in a small voice.
"I'm afraid so. I've been trying to think all day, I've never even heard of anything like this, never mind how to stop it. From that letter I got, it seems whoever did this to us thinks it is pretty permanent." Harry said, frowning, he didn't like the situation either.
"You know Ron thinks I've turned into such a weirdo," Ginny said with a small smile, "he keeps expecting me to know things, like I did when I was 9, but I can't remember any of this stuff."
"You're 9!" Harry said as if it just struck him, "wow, you're young!"
"Hey! You're 10 you're hardly that much older than me." Ginny said shoving him slightly.
"I'll have you know that I will be 11 in just over a week." Harry said pretending to puff out his chest, in a joke.
Ginny giggled, "Oh I am so sorry. You're right you are soooo old!"
Ginny and Harry sat on the bench until 5 o'clock in the morning. They decided that the guy who sent the notes, should be trusted, at least slightly. They wouldn't tell anyone, and they were both going to try and blend in. Every other day they were going to meet each other here to catch up.
"Harry it's nearly 5 o'clock we need to go home." Ginny said with a sad look on her face.
"Yeah, your mum and my aunt both like to get up early, for some unknown reason."
Neither moved.
"Is it weird I want to kiss you even though your 9."
"No. Well a bit, but still." She leant in and kissed Harry goodnight, or good morning really, it was a short and sweet kiss, nothing else seemed appropriate.
"Wow! Our first kiss!" She joked as Harry got up put out his arm and called the night bus.
4 hours later at nine o'clock in the morning, both Harry and Ginny started aching all over, it wasn't too bad at first, so both ignored it. By ten o'clock both were screaming in pain. The Weasleys instantly called Madame pomfrey, who brought Ginny into the hospital wing at hogwarts. The Dursleys however told Harry to shut up or they'd give him something to scream about. So Harry went to is cupboard to lie in pain and try not to make any noise. Luckily Dumbledore had an alarm in his office that went off if Harry was in mortal danger. It was designed for it death eater somehow found his address. Dumbledore leapt into action when he heard it, instantly assuming that the wards had been breached.
When he arrived he was surprised by what he saw in more ways than one. He was initially surprised that there was no attack and that the Dursleys where just watching some box, he thought might we called a vt or something. He was then surprised to find Harry in a cupboard under the stairs, which appeared to be where he slept. He was also surprised at the pain the boy was in for no apparent reason, which had managed to set off his alarms.
There was only one thing Dumbledore could do, he had to bring Harry to Madame Pomfrey, in hogwarts, see what she can do for the boy.
When Dumbledore got their carrying Harry he first of all heard the screams of a young girl then saw Mr and Mrs Weasley standing beside a bed, with very worried looks on their faces and Madame Pomfrey bent over a young girl, who must have been their daughter, he had heard about.
Dumbledore set Harry on the bed next to Ginnys and said to Madame Pomfrey, "he seems to be in a simular state."
"Albus, another one? I can't seem to find anything wrong with her."
Then there was a huge flash of light that left everyone in the room blind for nearly a minute. Once they could see again they saw Harry and Ginny, now both very calm, and both lying on Ginnys bed hugging each other tightly.
"What the hell?" Said Mr Weasley, "what are they doing? Who is that?"
"That, Arthur is Harry Potter. Poppy, could you please bring up the auras of everyone in this room."
Dumbledore glowed a very bright yellow, Pomfrey a less bright little lilac, and both the elder Weasleys had oranges of different tones, Mrs Weasleys was slightly brighter. But above the bed were Harry and Ginny lay was the brightest of all but only 1, and of two colours swirled together. The colours were bright red and vivid green.
Dumbledore told Poppy to cancel the spell and turned to the elder Weasleys, "I'm afraid, they are soul bound. They mustn't be kept separate from more than 3ish hours. This must be strictly enforced. I've seen this only once before about 20 years ago now it must be. Two pupils, Jack and Jill, we thought we could keep them apart for longer, see if they got over it, we didn't want them to have to spend their lives at each other side. So we separated them for the night. Neither of them made it through the night, this must not happen again. I won't let it." Dumbledore said with a grave face.
Mrs Weasley had tears running down her face, "no it won't, we won't let it."
Mr Weasley just looked shocked.
Meanwhile in their heads.
That was sore, does this mean I'm back, did Ginny have it too? Is she ok?
Why does it sound like Harry is having thoughts in my head?
That was weird.
What the hell?
Ginny...
Harry...
Gin, are you ok, did you have the pain too? where are you?
Yeah I had it. I think I'm in the hospital wing at hogwarts, I'm not entirely sure
Yeah I think I'm there too.
Harry when we wake up we need to act like we don't know each other.
What about this talking thing, if we can still do that should we tell them
I dunno how do we tell them without telling them we know each other.
Not sure, how about if they know something is up we tell them about the talking thing that way they'll never think we know each other even if we do act a bit weird.
Good plan
Do you think we'll be like this forever? Like in each other's heads
Why? Do you have some thoughts you don't want your wife to know about?
Ginny..
I dunno Harry, but would it really be that bad. I mean we would have a great way to keep in touch, effortless even and we can talk about the past or the future I dunno without a fear of anyone over hearing.
No it wouldn't be that bad. Actually I think it would be kinda nice, most of the time anyway.
They both woke up at the same time and looked around to see that they were hugged very close together and that around their bed stood Ginnys parents the headmaster and the nurse.
Well we'll have to tell them something then. Wait are you still here.
Yeah, looks like your stuck with me
I'm married to you
Ok the story is we don't know each other, we don't know what is happening or why, which I isn't a lie, and we can talk to each other in our heads. Important to remember we don't know each other, we introduced ourselves to each other in our heads ok?
Ok, we should probably stop hugging now we are awake it will look strange for strangers to hug each other.
Harry and Ginny let go of each other and Ginny started blushing.
Try to blush, remember we are children, everything is embarrassing.
Harry did try to blush but he wasn't sure how it worked out.
"What's going on?" Asked Harry.
They adults all shared a look and Dumbledore spoke, "you two have been soul bounded for reasons I do not know. That means you won't be able to spend more than 3 hours apart. Harry it has been decided that you will move in with the Weasleys in a few days. For the next few days you both will be staying here. What this means is that your souls have become one in two bodies. You can probably communicate in your heads." Both kids nodded, "you will become very close, very fast, please do not fight it." Dumbledore spoke slowly and carefully, trying not to scare the children.
Is this how all children are spoken too, pick up the pace a bit.
No not all children Harry replied bitterly
I'm sorry, love, I didnt think, I know the Durleys were horrible to you but look on the bright side, you get to come live with lovely old me! And we can't spend more than three hours apart so unless they plan to wake us every three hours which I'm fairly certain in a form of torture, I think it's one hour for torture but still, we get to sleep in the same bed.
That's ok, don't worry about it. And do you always think this much.
Yep.
They then focussed back on the adults who were all looking at them funny, "what?" Asked Ginny sheepishly.
"You were talking to each other, weren't you?" Asked Mrs Weasley.
"Yeah, how did you know, you didn't hear did you?" Ginny asked slightly concerned, going over the conversation in her head to see if they revealed anything.
"No dear, don't look so worried, your eyes, both of you, were rolling around your head like crazy." Mrs Weasley replied.
"Oh," said Ginny, "We'll have to work on that."
"Where will I stay in your house?" Harry asked, aiming the question at any of the Weasleys present although he knew Ginny wasn't going to answer.
"Well dear, you'll have to sleep with Ginny in Ginnys bed." Mrs Weasley said with a forced smile. At that Mr Weasley walked out and Mrs Weasley excused herself to follow him.
So dad isn't taking it well then
Before Harry good respond Fawkes appeared with a letter, addressed to Mr and Mrs Potter.
"Ah," said Dumbledore, "I was never sure before but I suspected as much, the soulbond does act as a marriage. Don't worry about that though, it really doesn't change anything."
So we're still married, that's good
What's the letter?
Ginny took the letter from Fawkes and opened it, she read through it and gasped, "Harry, we are both going to hogwarts!"
Oh no thought Harry.
Geez thanks Harry, I want to spend time with you too.
No not that, that's great, but I'm not supposed to know about magic get, I forgot.
Oh no
My thoughts exactly
Ok just pretend I told you about it, yeah that works, I could have told you about magic before we woke up, ask a question and mention that I told you so no one thinks it's strange latter on.
"Hogwarts? That's the magic school isn't it?" Harry asked aloud.
"If you don't mind me asking, my boy, but how did you know about magic and hogwarts?" Asked Dumbledore.
"Oh, Ginny told me before we woke up and you told us that we were what was it called again." Harry said trying his hardest to feign innocence.
"You are soul bound to each other. You have a soulbond."
Then Mrs Weasley returned, "your farther has gone home to tell the boys about what happened they will be very worried you know, when we left you were screaming the place down. What's that you've got?"
"This? That bird gave it to me and Harry. It says that we are both invited to join hogwarts this year, in September."
That bird?
I don't know who Fawkes is remember? And focus on your eyes not moving when you speak to me we need to stop that if we want to talk in private.
"Really, Albus, don't you think she is a bit young, she'll have only just turned 10." Mrs Weasley said, she then saw the envelope it Came in, "mr and Mrs Potter?" She asked.
"Yes Molly as I thought it might the soulbond does act as an official marriage, so anything official will be addressed like that but apart from that it really doesn't change anything." Dumbledore said trying to not make the marriage thing into a big deal, "if hogwarts is inviting them, I think it only polite they attend." Dumbledore said changing the subject, "if they don't, they won't be invited back next year, I'm afraid."
Mrs Weasley took a deep breath, "very well I will speak to Arthur."