A/N: I don't own Harry Potter. This is a continuation of my other story called "They Lied", but slightly different. The beginning of this chapter will contain chapters 1 & 2 of "They Lied", except for a few differences and it will take place at an earlier time.

Flashback from the summer before Ginny's 2nd/3rd year (that is correct, you'll see):

I was looking through the attic for one of my old books. I had the sudden urge to read it again. I hadn't read it in years. I looked everywhere trying to find it and couldn't, so I went to the attic looking for it.

After searching for an hour I was about to head back to my room when I saw a box out of the corner of my eye. As I walked closer to it I saw it said "Ginevra" on it. I blew the dust off of the box and opened it. At the top was me playing with my Aunt and Uncle who were killed by Voldemort.

But I was born after Voldemort was "destroyed". So how could I be playing with my Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Kenneth who were dead before I was born. I continued to look through the box to find another photo. This one was of Harry and me playing together with his parents and my Aunt and Uncle. Underneath that was my birth certificate. It said that I was born August 11th 1980, not 1981. It also said that Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Kenneth were my parents.

"What?" I whispered to myself.

"Ginny, what are you doing up here? We're about to start a game a quidditch. Come on." Fred said to me while standing next to George. I stood up with the photos and birth certificate in my hands.

"Ginny…" George started when he saw what I was holding. I quickly ran down the stairs with tears in my eyes before they could stop me.

I ran through the kitchen crying where Molly was cooking and out the door. She quickly realized that I was crying and saw Fred and George running down the stairs after me.

"Fred and George! What did you do?!"

"She found her birth certificate." Fred said.

"Oh god, Ginny!" She yelled at me but I didn't stop.

I ran past my brothers… my cousins… oh, I don't know! I started down the driveway. I was a good distance away when I decided to go to one of my secret hiding places. I heard Molly shouting "Ginny!", but I didn't look back, I kept running.

...

When I got there I looked down at the photos and my birth certificate that I was still holding.

I sat there for a while, thinking about everything.

I was having a pretty crappy year. First, I was controlled and tortured by teenage Tom Riddle, then I almost died in the Chamber of Secrets, and now this.

After a few hours I got up and walked back towards the house, knowing that if I stayed out any longer Arthur would have the whole Ministry looking for me.

...

"Ginny!" Molly yelled running outside towards me. She tried to hug me but I stepped back. I didn't trust her or anyone else at the moment.

When she realized that I didn't want her to hug me she had a very sad look on her face, but she understood.

"Ginny! Please, come inside." Molly said as we walked inside.

Everyone was sitting in the living room staring at me.

"Ginny, have a seat, dear." Molly said. I sat down where she directed me to.

Everyone was still staring at me like they expected me to breakdown.

"Where have you been for the past hour!?" Molly asked as if she was going to punish me.

"What?! I was thinking! And you think that I did something wrong! I'm not the one who lied to someone for their entire life! When were you planning on telling me?!" I yelled. I was crying again.

"We didn't tell you because we knew that you couldn't handle it! And obviously, we were right!" Molly yelled back.

"You think that I am angry about you not being my real family! I'm angry that you lied to me! I trusted you, but obviously you don't trust me! I hate you!" I yelled and ran upstairs to my room.

I opened the door and slammed it shut. I sat down on his bed and started crying. I was so angry that I was shaking.

After a while I started to calm down enough that I stopped shaking, but I was still crying.

"Ginny? It's Albus Dumbledore and Harry Potter. May we come in? I just want to talk."

I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Sure." I said.

He opened the door. They came inside and closed the door. Harry walked over and sat down next to me on my bed. He looked more confused than I was. Dumbledore just stared at us for a moment, then said to me,"As you already know, Stephanie and Kenneth Weasley were your parents. They were killed by Voldemort. They were also very close friends with the Potters. The night they died, they were having dinner with Lily and James Potter. That same night, Lily and James Potter were killed by Lord Voldemort. Voldemort came in just as Lily was putting you both down to sleep in the nursery. She died protecting both of you. Professor Snape found you both crying in Harry's crib. Then, Hagrid took Harry to his Aunt's house and Professor McGonagall brought you here, to your Aunt's."

"Where they lied to me for almost 12 years." I said.

"They wanted you to have a normal childhood. They didn't want you to feel as if you didn't belong." Dumbledore said.

"I'd rather feel like I don't belong than feel betrayed because they lied to my for my entire life. Now, I feel both." I said, starting to get angry.

"Your parents wanted you to have this." Dumbledore said handing me a large envelope. I opened it. It had various pictures of me with them when I was younger. As I continued to go through the contents of the envelope, I found a letter. It said:

Dear Ginny,

If you are reading this that means that we must be gone now.

We've left you a key to our family vault in Gringotts. It contains money that we've been saving up to give you when you graduate Hogwarts to use towards your future. We trust you to use it wisely.

We've also left you our house in Godric's Hollow which the address to can be found in the vault. Use it as you wish.

If you ever need anything contact Lily & James Potter, Albus Dumbledore, and Sirius Black (your godfather). You can trust them with your life.

Sometimes the strongest among us are the ones who smile through silent pain, cry behind closed doors, and fight battles nobody knows about.

We love you Ginny.

Lots of Love,

Stephanie & Kenneth Weasley

I have no clue when I started crying again. I felt my the cool tears running down my cheeks.

After a few more minutes passed, I asked, "Why is Harry here?"

"I brought him here because you were both there the night that both of your parents died. You have more in common than you might think." With that Dumbledore got up and headed towards the door.

"I'll give you some time to talk. Oh, and Ginny, you'll be moved up to 3rd year classes. It'll be more work, but I think you can handle it… and you should go talk with your Aunt and Uncle, Ginny, once you're finished talking with Mr. Potter." Dumbledore said.

"Okay." I said. Dumbledore closed the door behind him and went downstairs.

After a while Harry said, "I guess we were friends.", pointing at the photos in my hand.

"I guess." One of the photos was of Harry and I playing together. I started to cry again.

"What does it feel like, having people lie to you for your entire life? Does it ever go away, the emptiness?" I asked.

"I don't know. I wasn't as close to the Dursleys as you were to the Weasleys."

After what felt like forever, I said, "Thank you, I never said thank you."

"For what?" Harry asked, confused.

"For saving me, in the Chamber."

"How have you been feeling, since the Chamber?" Harry asked, concerned.

"Peachy." I said. I could tell that he didn't believe me, but luckily he didn't ask any more questions about it. How could I tell him that he saved me just for me to have nightmares and not barely able to eat once I got back.

"You should go downstairs. They looked really worried when we walked in."

"You're probably right." I said, wiping away the tears the best I could. I watched as Harry went upstairs to Ron's room.

I walked downstairs to find Molly, Arthur, and all of my cousins sitting in the livingroom. Molly was crying. Arthur looked ashamed. Ron looked extremely confused and the rest of my cousins didn't seem to know what to do.

"Ginny, sweetie, are you feeling any better?" Molly said as if I was sick and it was going to be all better in a day or two.

"I'm NOT sick!" I yelled.

"Of course you aren't. You take after me, you never get sick. You're my daughter."

"You're NOT my mother! We aren't even related!" I screamed at her and I ran back upstairs.

The Summer at Grimmauld Place before Ginny's 5th Year (The Summer during the Order of the Phoenix):

We entered the house. Well, I don't think that you can even call it that. It was… well, Grimmauld Place. I was really excited because I would be able to meet my godfather, Sirius Black, for the first time. We would be staying there this summer because it is the new headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix.

They were in the middle of a meeting when we walked in.

"Fred, George, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, you can go upstairs to your rooms. Supper is going to wait until the meeting is over." Molly said, smiling, directing us to go upstairs.

"Wait, but-" I started.

"No buts." Molly said, "Go upstairs and unpack."

I wanted, no needed, to meet Sirius. He could tell me more about my parents. I wanted to start yelling, or do something so that I could meet him now, but I knew Molly wouldn't let me. It feels like she wants me to know as little as possible about my parents. I just gave her a look and went upstairs to the room that Hermione and I would be sharing.

We both started unpacking. "I'm sorry that you didn't get to meet him tonight." Hermione said to me when I closed the door.

"It's just that it's been a whole year since he broke out and I've never met him. Is it too much to ask to meet my godfather?" I said, trying to keep in the tears.

"It isn't, Ginny. I don't know why Molly wants to keep you from meeting him. He is your family."

"I wish I knew."

After about 20 minutes of unpacking, Hermione and I went to the bathroom to brush our teeth and get changed, then we went to bed.