Lover from the past

A story about Sirius and Ginny

AN: it's a freaky little thing. I must say I don't like such pairings but I've just read OotP once more and I can't help thinking Ginny would be the woman for him (we all know for whom). Why? She's smart and gorgeous and she would be a beautiful woman in, let's say 15 years.

And I want to hear no complaints about a fact that SB and GW are related. Everyone's related.

Disclaimer: I see no point in writing that HP stuff isn't mine. Even if I wrote that, you wouldn't believe me. But I DO NOT own JK's characters. Only the future plot in the story is mine. Thank you!

Summary. 15 years after Sirius was killed and 13 after Voldemort was defeated Ginny Weasley works in the USA. One day Sirius appeared in her institute. Dead? Petrified? Frozen? It's obvious what will happen: attractive man and lonely woman... Will they at last find their place on Earth?

Why is he back after so many years? To date Ginny, of course.

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1. The curtain

Ginny Weasley was a beautiful, freckle-faced, red-haired thirty-year-old woman. She wasn't tall as some of her brothers, but still she was very slender. And she was, surprise, lonely woman. Lonely, attractive woman who worked as a scientist thousands of miles away from her family and friends. She moved to the States few years ago, because she couldn't find reasonable job in England. She decided that if it's impossible for her to lead a happy personal life, at least she should be satisfied at work.

During the 2nd war against Voldemort she dealt with Ancient Arts and she left school with the idea that it was the most fascinating thing she could do. But, Ancient Force was needed to fight with the dark, after the end of Voldemort movement people found it too complicated to use in practice. Ginny thought it was ridiculous and absurd, but agreed to live an outcast life of scientist. At first she worked at St. Mungo's as ancient healing methods specialist, but the connections between the hospital and politics were too dangerous for a young scientist to stay there longer. She didn't have there freedom she needed. And that ministerial correctness drove her crazy.

She took few years off and flew all around the world, seeking information on Ancient methods of fighting against DA, healing people and living. She became more and more confident that it was the purest and the best magic she could do. She wanted to write about that, but, of course, none in Europe wanted to pay for it. It was like archaeology to them, something unimportant. She was offered a post in American Wizardry Scientific Institute. She was a specialist in ancient arts and DADA and was to help when needed. In spare time she could write her books.

Mother cried, friends cried, but Ginny said it's not that far, that oversea Floo flights are quick and tireless, that they would be visiting one another. First months were really like traveling here and there for Ginny, but she got too tired. Now she visited her parents once or twice a year, on holidays or Christmas. But in fact she had a new life there.

Was she enjoying it?

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'Ms Weasley' cried a young witch on practicum in Ginny's department. Ginny gave up convincing her to say "Ginny" instead. She was too young to remember the war but was really attracted by Ginny's stories. She treated it like myth or legend. Ginny felt terribly old though she was maybe 10 years older.

'Yes, Polly?' Ginny was sittin in her armchair, thinking and really wanted to rest from work. She wanted no more special and urgent visits at mysterious (in theory, usually boring and ordinary) places, telling people with the knowledge of 2-year old child that this is not DA but a result of throwing away dangerous poisonous ingredients.

'oldyatelmeoncmor'bouharrpoer'

'I beg your pardon??'

'Could you tell me once more 'bout Harry Potter??'

'Polly, give me a break and begin some serious work, please. Send him an owl if you love him, but I must warn you he's married.'

'I know, I know' sweet girl was begging Ginny and Ginny knew that if she were a man she would with no hesitation jump in fire for her. Ginny smiled maliciously, and said.

'What have you got there? Harry's photo. You want me to sign it?'

'This is not a picture. But could ya get his autograph for me?'

'Don't be ridiculous, Polly. He's not a pop-star. What is it?'

'Another work to do' said the girl miserably and passed the parchment to Ginny.

'Suspected dark quell at Agriculture Department' Ginny sighed with despair. Not again something such stupid. 'Let's do it. The quicker the better.'

Ginny took her basic detectors, a wand. They left the sunny, spacious office and directed to the elevator. The department was on the ground floor and in the southern wing. A long way, sighed Ginny. And what for?

'we're gonna walk that long and what for? To tell the idiots that they should clean their bins from time to time, not call emergency every time something smells' she complained and looked at her assistant. Polly could have been pretty, but she lacked of humour.

'They wrote that several strange things appeared in one of the rooms.'

'Strange things like what? Dragon's eggs?'

'Well... No, but still not in right place. Like a frying pan...'

'Polly, it's groceries department. They fry eggs, zum Beispiel!'

'What? But other: a book, a bicycle, a wand. And all f them were cool.'

'Cool. I expect bicycle to be cool. It's almost as funny as a broom.'

'Grrrr... Not great, but cold. Like ice.'

'Thanks God we're there' muttered Ginny and left the elevator. Every time she talked to Polly she thought she was in a wrong place.

But the conversation with the Agriculture Dep. receptionist warned her to leave the place as soon as possible.

'Yes' said a young, pretty, Texan girl. She was wearing a pink, girlish- cowboy suit and fashionable glasses.

'Virginia Weasley and Polly Allaman, DADA Office. We're here to check out the "magic things" in room 55b.'

'Wait a minute, please. The assistant will be here to take you. I have to tell him what are you here for...'

She waited. Ginny gazed at her with disbelief.

'I. Have. Just. Told. You. My. Dear. We're. Here. To deal with the dark murmurs, we're from DA!'

'What is DA?'

Ginny laughed. Still, it was good it was just a secretary, not an executioner.

'Here you are the paper that's just arrived at my table. Please, I'd like to go there as soon as possible so I could leave as soon as possible and have a drink so that I could forget about that fascinating and intelligent conversation with YOU.'

Ginny rarely shouted, but she couldn't stand illogical people. Polly finally managed to talk to the girl (she used not complicated words like do and have and made her Hollywood smile; a moment later the Texan girl thought Polly was the leader).

They finally managed to go on and approached door that had "No Entrance" sign on it. They entered a cold, muddy room that looked like a hole, deep in forest.

In the middle of the chamber stood something like a window, with ugly, grey curtain. Ginny stood like petrified. She had seen something similar before. Where?

'What is it?' she spoke to herself, the assistant who lead them there must have heard it and answered. Magic was gone.

'It's the thing that throws away all the stuff that's there in the corner. It appeared here few weeks ago, but we all are used to things appearing here and there, aren't we?' said the man and Ginny thought she didn't like him either.

The curtain moved and the idea hit Ginny. She had seen something like that, like a veil in the department of mysteries in London. The veil behind which Sirius was gone and died. She didn't like the curtain either.

"Get a grip" she told herself "or soon you will hate even your own bed"

She passed the window and directed to the things in the corner. The bicycle was damaged and not interesting.

'Can I leave you here, girls' the man was annoying 'I'm really occupied.'

'Of course' mocked Ginny and picked the wand. 'There're loads of stuff more interesting than mysterious gates in common rooms.'

He didn't get the irony and left with a self-satisfied smile.

'Hmm, I must have seen a similar one' she said about the wand.

'Ms Weasley, you've seen thousands of wands. They're all similar.'

'Check if anybody hasn't lost it. There should be actual list of lost wands on WIN' (Wizardry Information Net – their www)

Polly went to the nearest fire place and typed something on a screen that was next to it. She was waiting for information and Ginny was researching around the curtain. She used her DA detectors, but found no dark activity around. She didn't feel it either, so she was sure it was clear. She was also sure, that the things were frozen for a longer while, much longer than few weeks.

She was also sure that behind that curtain was a gate to another place, maybe another time or parallel world. She was not stupid enough to jump there just like that, but couldn't avoid thinking it would be at last interesting.

The curtain moved and Ginny felt a cold breeze on her arms. Her hair moved, too. She gazed intensively at the material. Polly returned from the net- connector and stood just behind Ginny, afraid to come nearer to something freezing.

'That's black oak, isn't it?' Ginny nodded. 'Very rare, only one lost in past few years, but it was shorter. I've checked only few years back, I don't think they have previous register.'

Ginny nodded once again and watched the veil. Suddenly it moved as if a storm had pushed it and a thunder sound appeared somewhere far behind it. Polly jumped backwards, but Ginny was hypnotised and was staring at the material. Then there was a loud CRACK and a body was thrown away. The moment it reached the ground the curtain disappeared.

Ginny jumped of her mind because of Polly's scream. The girl had her voice. Ginny came closer to the man. She was strangely sure it was a man. The figure was tall, but thin and was wearing dirty black robes. He didn't move. Ginny touched the material, it was cold (frozen), but was being warmed up quickly. Then she touched the skin of the man. It was also dead- cold, but was gaining temperature unbelievably quickly. His skin was soft and full of mysterious energy. Ginny trembled. She pulled the arm of the man so he laid on his back. She stood up quickly, because she had seen the least expected face. The regretted face of Sirius Black, just as she had remembered him.

Polly came closer.

'Is he dead?'

'He was to be dead...'

'What do you mean?'

Ginny checked Sirius' pulse few times and was sure she found his heart beating.

'Call healer Houston, we have to take him upstairs.'

'What do you mean by telling he should be dead?'

'I knew him. He died in a fight 15 years ago. It's Sirius Black.'

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A//N: and???? Write what you think? I love the idea!!!!! And I want him back!!!!! Even after so many yrs!!!!