War of my heart Chapter 1: Returning home, a harry potter fanfic

Disclaimer: No I am not as great as J.K to create these wonderful characters and this world that now rules the so called Muggle world.

Chapter 1:
Returning Home

Ron was looking at the small muggle device Harry mentioned was called a radio. The sound of the music coming from the little wooden device reminded him of happier times. A time when "the golden trio" ran around Hogwarts causing mischief, 'Fred and George would be proud,' and saving the world from Voldemort's constant tempts of regaining power of the wizarding world. 'But we can't always get what we want,' Ron thought. As the song was drawing to an end, his mind began to wonder on how things got to be this way.

Flashback

August 17, 1997

Ron slept fitfully in his twin size bed thinking his sister left in the middle of the night. "Ron," someone pushed him in his sleep. "Ron, wake up." A pillow was thrown at his head. "Ron! Ginny left." Ron woke up abruptly out of his nightmare by the startle of Harry's voice. "She left you a letter." He looked at the parchment that was sealed with the long forgotten Weasley crest in Harry's held out hand.

Dear Ronfus,

I am so sorry, but I need to get out of here. Please don't worry about me I'll be fine. I need to sort ("some things" were scratched out) myself out. I may come back, but it won't be any time soon. Don't come looking for me, you won't find me. Send my love to everyone, and keep your friends close.

Your Loving Sister

GingerAnn

Ron had read it repeatedly, but every time tears would well up on the corner of his baby blue eyes. He didn't think he knew if he could handle this. She was his baby sister. Innocent little Gin. The letter was so personal, and it really got to him.

Once he told the family and his two best friends of Ginny's run away, the family was never the same. His parents would devastated that their only girl is gone, and there was nothing they could do about it. Charlie and Bill took this as an initiative to throw themselves in even more work to have an excuse not to come home. Percy pretended to not care due to his rise at the Ministry, but when no one was around he would shed a few tears over his favorite sibling. Fred and George didn't have the same spark they used to when conducting jokes and pranks; people could feel the change of emotion in the joke shop. The twins closed it down every year on the day of her disappearance because the feeling was to hard on them to even see simple pranks being performed. And Ron, he clung to his friends as much as he could since his family was already hurting enough and didn't want to be around that much depression.

End of Flashback

It had been five years to the day since Ron had seen his baby sister. Ginny was sixteen then. There were times he would hear a song from the radio, and just listen pretending it was her. He wished he could close his eyes, and be transported back to when he would tease her about her singing in the shower. It wasn't that she was bad, in fact she was amazing. Give the Weird Sisters a run for their money, but he wouldn't ever tell her that. It was his job as her older brother to tease her. 'What I would give to hear her voice one more time.'

Hermione had her face buried in a book like usual, and Harry was playing with the dial on the radio looking for something else to listen to. Usually the radio was on the underground news channel about the recent attacks, but they wanted a new fresh air. "Stop! Go back." Ron yelled. A voice of a young girl that Ron could swear sounded like her filled the room.

Is this a dream?
If it is
Please don't wake me from this high
I've become comfortably numb
Until you opened up my eyes
To what it's like
When everything's right
I can't believe...

"It's her, it's her!" Ron screamed so loud everyone in the room was startled by the outcry.

Hermione looked up from her old ruined book, and was not in the slightest happy about being disturbed from her quiet time. "Ron you have been saying that for 5 years now, but it that isn't her. That's Jillian from South Africa," he lowered his head. "Now can I go back to reading," Hermione stated more than asking him. Harry gave him an apologetic smile, after seeing Ron's crushed face of knowing it wasn't really his sister.

But fate always had a fun way of messing with people, and fate was about to bring life around for everyone.

"Oh miss," a young man came from behind Jillian.

"Hey those are mine!" she yelled after the man who was now grabbing her luggage, and settling them in the trunk of the cab.

The man who was dressed up in a red bellhop outfit looked back at Jillian, "I'm sorry, I was instructed to take you wherever you need to go," Jillian felt silly for being mad at him. She followed him to the car that was now being held open by him.

She settled in the less than spacious back seat of the cab and took in a deep breath, 'It's been so long.' Her mind began to wonder until she was pulled out of her thoughts. "Can I ask were the young beauty is going?" the driver asked.

Looking up to the driver, "uh... yes can you take me to the south of London."

"Any place in particular?"

"Uh yes, um the Leaky Pipes" she replied. The Leaky Pipes was a pub that used to be run by the magical world called the Leaky Cauldron, but recently the name changed to the Leaky Pipes due to recent events. Soon enough they were pulling up to the Leaky Pipes, but it didn't look the same as she once remembered it. It used to hold mystery and a homely feeling, but it's sign was all flashy to try to draw in the muggles.

"Is something wrong?"

"Wow, things really have changed." Jillian stared out of the window.

"Well, it really has changed from the old days." She let out a big sigh while searching her bag for money. "You be careful in there."

She grabbed her bags from the middle aged driver she found out was named, Jack. "Thanks."

Your welcome beautiful, can I get your name?"

"It's Jillian." She headed into the Leaky Pipes. What she didn't know was who was hiding in the back room listening to a little muggle device. "Home." She whispered to herself. She walked over to the counter, "Hi, are there four young man here, one tall with slick back dark brown hair, another one kind of tall, but a little taller with sandy hair, and the two other look almost like twins?"

The young man behind the counter didn't he look up at her only pointed back to a dark corner door. "They just got here a little while ago."

She smirked, "Did they now."

She walked through the door when a little strawberry blonde girl ran up to her with her arms wide open. Picking up the little girl, "How are my favorite people?" she asked with a very sarcastic tone.

The guys were taken aback by the look she was giving them. Jason who usually had his brown hair slicked back was letting it fall down revealing his wavy hair that reached just below his ears,"glad you could finally join us." He was fairly built with an olive skin tone, but he wasn't Jillian's type. Considering the million screaming fan girls that proclaimed they wanted to marry him during their tour she guessed he would be considered somewhat attractive. He hit about a full head above Ginny and then some.

"Well I'm so sorry for the hold up." Jillian placed the wiggling girl out of her arms to run over to the sandy blonde guy sitting in the back watching the whole scene play out. "They said my ticket was coach and the whole plane ride I had to next to this smelly guy and a toddler behind me who wouldn't stop hitting the back of my seat."

"Oh yea it's weird all right," the band said at once laughing. "I'll get you lot back," she whispered.

"Let's get a move on it," Shane said while settling the little girl in a seat next to the stage while waving his hand at her to tell her not to move from that spot.

"I thought I heard that music playing again." Ron said looking up from radio and staring at his best friends.

"Yeah Ron I heard it to," Harry said looking out towards where the bar was. "Hey I am going to go see who the band is." Right when Harry stepped out from the back room he saw her, he saw that red hair that he once fell in love with, but the hair was different then he remember it to be, it was almost a dark blood red. The red hair went into perfect curls that were lying in ringlets cascading down her back and around her perfectly creamy skin. The freckles that used to be everywhere on her face, now only held a few that were plastered here and there, but fit better with her complexion. Her lips were a light red, making her face look very seductive. Her eyes were still the chocolate brown he remembered, but they had confidence, maturity, and desire in them. Her body had gained the womanly curves in all the right places that really showed how she really blossomed over the years.

Is this a dream?
If it is
Please don't wake me from this high
I've become comfortably numb
Until you opened up my eyes
To what it's like
When everything's right
I can't believe

Harry felt like he was stuck in a trance while her ruby red lips moved around the mic.

You found me
When no one else was lookin'
How did you know just where I would be?
Yeah, you broke through
All of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
You found me
You found me

She turned her head to look at her lead guitarist Shane, smiling. If anyone watched the two, they could see there was ample amount of chemistry between them.

So, here we are
That's pretty far
When you think of where we've been
No going back
I'm fading out
All that has faded me within
You're by my side
Now everything's fine
I can't believe

The strawberry blonde girl began to dance as much as she could in a seated position to avoid getting scolded at. She giggled while squealing a yell of happiness to the band singing. Jillian had turned back her focus to the mic. She was entranced by the passion of the song.

And I was hiding
'Til you came along
And showed me where I belong
You found me
You found me
When no one else was lookin'
How did you know?
How did you know?

(You found me)
(When no one else was lookin')
You found me
(How did you know just where I would be?)
You broke through
All of my confusion
The ups and the downs
And you still didn't leave
I guess that you saw what nobody could see
The good and the bad
And the things in between
You found me
You found me

Not once did she look around the room afraid of breaking her concentration from the song. She looked up from the mic as the room began filling sound of applauses, whistles, and yells. While smiling she scanned the room until she settled on a pair of emerald eyes that were fixed on her from the back of the room. "Shit," was all she could muster under her breath.