It wasn't easy making a choice that would turn your life right around and cut you off from almost everything you ever knew.

Ginny would have to leave behind her family, her friends her home. Yet all Ginny would have to do is think of the one thing that sealed her decision the one person who made her heart flutter.

Ginny could picture Sirius as if he were sitting right in front of her. Yet that made the sting of rejection even worse. Sirius had told her that it wasn't fare to her, and he was right walking away without giving them a fair chance wasn't fare-not just to her but to him as well.

Ginny believed in what they had, Ginny knew he loved her like she loved him. So Ginny was going to give them a fair chance.

It didn't take Ginny long to pack, she knew what she needed to bring- the things she wanted to bring however she knew she mustn't. She remembered all too well Hermione's tales of when she used a time turner. Although Ginny's purpose was much different than Hermione's had been Ginny knew the rules still applied to her.

The few things Ginny took with her fit snugly in her small trunk; however it was the weight of the large pouch in her pocket that made Ginny feel guilty.

"Harry, can I talk to you?" Ginny asked as she poked her head around the corner of the room Harry and her brother shared-happy to see he was alone.

"Sure Ginny what's up?" Harry said turning to face her.

"I need your help with something," Ginny said in a small voice.

"Is it more cleaning? I still have blisters from yesterday when-"Harry began as he rose from the bed.

"No-it's a bit more than that. It's a lot to ask really," Ginny said as she tore her gaze from Harry's green orbs to the worn wooden floor.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked taking a step closer and holding out his arm as if to comfort her then seemed to change his mind and let it fall to his side.

"I need to borrow some money-not a lot. And I promise I'll pay you back," Ginny said still not looking at Harry.

"Of course Ginny-I've already offered more than half of what's in my vault to your parents but they never accepted. What's it for?" Harry asked.

"I can't tell you-but you can't tell anyone either, do you promise, "Ginny asked as she looked up with tear filled eyes to make sure Harry gave her his word.

-1st of September 1976 - In the corridor leading to the great hall-

Ginny couldn't help but feel like she made a mistake, maybe she should have stayed at headquarters and used the time turner- it would have been easier than coming to Hogwarts on the train, seeing all her friends, then disappearing without a word. But it was too late to go back now.

Ginny had her eyes tightly closed, as she gripped her small trunk firmly. She stood there awhile waiting for the dizziness to hit her, but it never did. She decided she would just sneak a peek to see what had gone wrong, only to find she was lying on the floor in the corridor leading to the great hall. Exactly where she was standing when she tried to come to the past in the first place.

"Hello?" That sounded like Dumbledore, but different somehow.

Ginny quickly turned around so that she was facing what looked like a much younger Professor Dumbledore, and then she realised that it must have worked at that she really was in the past.

"Headmaster-" Ginny was stuck for an explanation, although she didn't expect to slip by unnoticed. She just thought she'd at least have more time to get used to this idea.

"Hmm, headmaster," Dumbledore chuckled as if Ginny had told an amusing joke.
"I have always prided myself with being rather good at muggle puzzles-and taking into account that you are wearing a time turner and Gryffindor robes-yet I have never seen you in Hogwarts before I'd suggest we take this conversation to my office. "There was a twinkle in his eye as he said this. He stuck out his arm pointing up the stairs, so Ginny reluctantly lead Professor Dumbledore to his own office.

"Butterscotch bean." Professor Dumbledore said as they reached the entrance, at his words the gargoyle sprung to life.

As Ginny walked into his office she could tell that not much had changed, there weren't as many instruments on his table as there was when Ginny was here in her first year for opening the Chamber of secrets.

"Do you know the date?" Dumbledore said as he gestured for Ginny to sit in the chair in front of his desk. Ginny could only nod; she was already getting second thoughts about this, then she remembered why she came, and those thoughts disappeared.

"September the 1st 1974?" Ginny asked timidly and looked down at her hands.

"And may I begin by asking you name?"

"Ginevra Molly Weasley."

"Weasley, hmm Arthur?"

"Yes! He's my father."

"Ahh I thought I recognized the red hair, he just finished a few years ago. And your mother?"

"Molly Prewett."

"Yes, I remember her." He chuckled to himself. "Well Miss Weasley-"

"Umm could you call me Ginny, everyone always called me Ginny?

"Well Ginny, we will have to change your last name, I'd rather you wouldn't tell me why you're here, we don't want the future to be too predictable now do we." He smiled down at her. "We don't want any confusion about the name, hmm; I knew a lovely witch named Tessa Dunham a few years back, unfortunately her family line died out. So Ginevra Dunham, and I hope miss, -perhaps I should call you Dunham so that you're used to it. - That you will not talk about you past, which is to be our future with anyone. And if you don't mind I'd like to keep your time turner, as to insure that there is no raised suspicion."

"Uh, professor, what am I to do about school, I was- well am in Gryffindor, and It's my fifth year."

"Well as to the fact it is a different time Miss Dunham, I'll have to ask that you be sorted into a new house, you cannot just come into Hogwarts and wander into any house of you're choosing"

"But the sorting hat put me there in my first year," Ginny protested. What if she wasn't sorted into Gryffindor? How would she get close to Sirius?

"I'm afraid that's where you are wrong; Miss Ginevra Weasley was sorted into Gryffindor. Ginevra Dunham has not been sorted anywhere."

Ginny nodded her head, confused but knew better then to argue with Dumbledore.

"So you're an orphan, if you don't mind, and as a favour to your parents I've invited you to Hogwarts."

"So tonight after the first years are sorted I will be sorted?" Ginny asked she didn't bother to hide the panic in her voice.

"And I suppose you will need the proper books, we have a fund set up for orphans-"

"Ohh don't worry, I brought money, so perhaps I could go buy my books and stuff, and I didn't know what I'd need so I didn't buy anything."

"Understandable, and most wise, what you had then might've not been what we have now, so I I'll get someone to send your things over then you could pay for them, the feast is about to begin, so I'll have your stuff sent to your room later. Perhaps, that is if you don't mind I may tell my staff, or at least your head of house of your situation."

"That's fine," Ginny replied.

"Do you mind Miss Dunham if I ask who sent you here? You must forgive me, times must be different in the future, but here I would not send an underage witch into the future unless it was important." Dumbledore said as he surveyed her through his half moon glasses.

"It is important Professor-it's just I don't think it wise to tell you just yet," Ginny said as she bit her bottom lip. She didn't think it would be smart to tell Dumbledore she came to make Sirius fall in love with her.

"Well then before we head off to the feast I would like to call the head of houses to introduce them to our new student."

A/N Yes I Know If Ginny Is In Fifth Year Then Sirius Already Died, Buut. For Argument Sake We're Going With He Hasn't Died :)