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A/N: Thanks for the reviews; the positive feedback really helps me move the story along. This chapter is like a side along to the first chapter, so it's happening as the events of the first were occurring.

Two: To Wish Upon A Star Pt. 2

October 31st, 1986 was a day of celebration across the Wizarding world, just as it had been since that day in 1981. Festivities were being held in Wizarding households everywhere. This included the Weasley Household.

The burrow was full of excitement all day and all night long as the inhabitants of the house celebrated. Mrs. Weasley had prepared a great feast for her family, in honor of the day that the Dark Lord was defeated.

Mr. Weasley saw that day as a day of relaxation, where he could tinker with his muggle artifacts all he wanted. The two eldest of the Weasley children were attending Hogwarts at the time, but they were feasting in a similar fashion. The last of the Weasley children still at home decided to make a day of it, playing and being merry all day.

The twins Fred and George played many pranks on their older brother Percy, and youngest brother Ron-including telling Ron there were sweets hidden in a jar they had, when in reality it was a jar full of spiders. Little Ron nearly had a heart attack and Mrs. Weasley gave the twins a vehement scolding.

The youngest of the Weasley clan, and the only girl, Ginny was to be found trailing after her brothers, begging them to let her join them in their fun. Being the big brothers that they were, they would of course always refuse.

When the boys decided to go and have a fly around the quidditch pitch (with play brooms of course), they refused to let Ginny join them and made her look on as they had fun. Ginny pouted and watched as her brothers threw the toy quaffle around.

Ginny was used to getting treated like this, but that didn't mean she wasn't sick of it. Being the youngest in a family with seven kids left no room for one to really be their own person. Her parents were very over protective of her, and her brothers would always dismiss her.

The Weasley boys saw their younger sister as somewhat of a nuisance. They couldn't understand why she would always follow them around and annoy them. They thought she should stick to playing with her dolls and stay out of their way. Being so young, and being boys, they didn't understand that Ginny was just looking for somebody to feel close to, and somebody to accept her.

As Ginny sat watching her older brothers, she could barely keep back the tears that sprung to her eyes. They never wanted her around. They never played with her. They always told her to get lost. And although she knew her parents loved her, instead of trying to get the boys to let her play, her parents would tell Ginny to leave her brothers alone and go play on her own.

No one understood how boring it was to play by oneself. No one could understand how she felt being the only girl in a family that had so many sons. She didn't want to play with dolls or slave in the kitchen with her mother (as if her mum had time to teach Ginny to cook anyway). Ginny wanted to play quidditch and hide and go seek and jump around with her brothers. She didn't want to be the exception to the rule, but no one could understand that.

Everyone told Ginny to behave like a good young lady, but she was sick of having to stay cooped up in the house whenever the boys went out. And she was sick of everyone telling her she was too young when Ron was only a year older than her. Ginny was fed up with being treated unfairly and she just wished that there was someone out there who could understand her.

She wished there was someone who could understand what it felt like to be alone and unneeded. She knew her family loved her, and she loved them, but she hated being treated as just another kid; a kid who couldn't even play with the others. It was hard growing up in this large a family where the love had to be stretched so thin. That's not the way it was supposed to work. Everyone should be loved equally for whoever they are and she shouldn't be forced to be someone she wasn't.

Ginny had these thoughts and many more running through her mind as her mother called she and her brothers into the house. It was dark outside by now and the moon was shining brightly in the night sky.

As Ginny entered the house she heard her mother asking the boys how they enjoyed their flight.

"It was great mum." Ron responded. "Except for Ginny over there pouting the whole time, because she already knew she couldn't play."

Ginny glared at her older brother as Molly went over to her and patted her shoulder.

"Now dear," Molly started, "You know you can't be out there playing quidditch with your brothers. It could get too rough and you're much too young for all of that." Molly tried to appease her daughter.

Ginny just looked at her mother and all the thoughts from earlier came rushing back.

"How can I be too young mum, when Ron is only a year older than me?" Ginny pleaded with her mother to see the reasoning.

"Ginny I'm a boy." Ron cut in. "Everybody knows that boys are much stronger and can take a whole lot more than girls can. No matter how much time I'm still older, so I can handle more."

Ginny continued to glare at her older brother as he used the same big headed 'boys are better' lines that he always did against her.

"Although I wouldn't have said it quite like that," Molly turned a sharp look to her youngest son, "Ron is right Ginny. The boys can handle rougher things, but you, being a young lady are more delicate, so you need to concentrate on more delicate things. Perhaps I can get you started sewing or starting a garden? I'm sure you'd like that and it's a much nicer thing than quidditch."

Ginny gave her mother a defeated nod and a mumbled 'sure', before ascending the stairs to her bedroom. It seemed that no one would ever understand her. Ginny flopped onto her bed as a single tear rolled down her cheek.

Just as Ginny was going to wipe the tear away Ron barged into her room.

"Hey Ginny you forgot yo…" Ron stopped mid sentence at seeing the tear in his sister's eye. "Heh" Ron smirked, "Now you see Ginny, that's exactly why you can't play with the boys.

"You're nothing but a big cry baby Ginny. If you played quidditch all you'd do is cry because you can't keep up." Ron shook his head at his little sister.

"Here's your doll you left downstairs. Why don't you stick to playing with that and stop following us guys around? Playing with dolls is all you'll ever be good at anyway." Ron threw the doll onto Ginny's bed next to her and left, closing the door behind him.

Ginny looked at the place where her brother had been and then at the doll lying next to her. She grabbed the doll and threw it across the room into the opposite wall. Ginny was filled with anger and a great sadness over what her brother had said, and over how her life was.

Ginny was angry at her brother for being so mean and pigheaded. She was angry that no one could understand her. She was also sad over this fact. The one thing she wanted in the entire world was to have somebody who understood her, and would give her a chance to be herself. She was sick of living in the shadow of her brothers and she wanted a chance to prove that she was worth something more.

Looking out at the night sky, Ginny knew that she could never live peacefully in the Burrow, because she would never be taken seriously, and she would always be dismissed as just Ginny. Just a girl. Just the youngest. She wanted to be more.

Tears of rage and grief flew down Ginny's face as she thought of the years ahead. Would every day be like this? Would it be a progression of days spent crying and aching for someone, anyone to understand? She had been living like this since she could remember and she didn't think she could take it any more. Being best friends with yourself was hard to do and Ginny couldn't take the strain. No child should have to.

The ethereal light of the moon shone through Ginny's window and Ginny decided to go look at it. Maybe there was someone out there looking at that same moon at that very moment. Maybe that someone understood the kind of pain she felt, and that someone didn't want to be alone anymore either.

As Ginny watched the moon she suddenly saw something bright streaking across the night sky. It was…a falling star! Ginny had heard how if you wish on a falling star, then your wish will come true. Ginny had wished for things so many times in her life that had never come true that she almost let the moment pass. But something told her to give wishing one last try.

With eyes shut tight and silent tears streaming Ginny wished with all her heart that she could find someone to understand her and accept her for her. She wished to be in a place where love didn't come with exceptions.

'I wish I could find someone to understand and love me for me. I want to be where people will see how strong I can be and not knock me down just for being a girl. Please. Let me find someone who understands…'

As the star flew away and Ginny's wish ended Ginny felt aware that something was different about this wish. She went back to her bed and lay down, hoping that her wish could come true. As Ginny fell into sleep and the moon shone on her bed, far away her wish was heard and the purity of her heart let it come true. Ginny Weasley would find someone who understood her…

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It took only until breakfast the next morning for the Weasleys to realize that something was not right. After a quick observance of those present at the table, all noticed that Ginny was not there. There were many searches by the entire family both in and around the house, but Ginny was nowhere to be found.

Molly Weasley was in a deep panic during the search but when the third attempt turned out nothing she went into hysteria. Arthur suddenly had the idea to check the family clock and could almost hit himself for not thinking of it earlier.

The family rushed towards the living room, and Molly being the first to get there gave a great cry before passing out. Arthur, catching his wife, stepped to the clock to confirm what he already knew to be true.

Ginny Weasley was missing.

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(A/N: We have now reached the point where events have caught up to each other. Everything from here on is currently happening)

Albus Dumbledore was not a young man. He was quite old indeed, yet one could hardly notice it with the twinkle that was always present in his eye. Now, however, that twinkle was absent. It was November 3rd and it had been three days since he had received two calls that had rocked his world.

First the Potters had called in hysterics saying that their oldest son, Harry, had gone missing. Dumbledore had tried to reassure the family that everything would be OK, but after many failed tracking spells and locating charms, it was proven to be true that Harry Potter was indeed missing.

If this first loss wasn't enough to bear, Albus received not long thereafter, a call from the Weasley family, informing him of their youngest child and only daughter having gone missing. The same result as Harry's search turned out and Ginevra Weasley was also found to be missing without a trace.

Albus' age began to show as he sagged with the weight of having lost two children. Both kids were in the Hogwarts registry, but now seemed to disappear from the book altogether. That two young children should be taken in the same instance was simply tragic indeed. Albus would need to inform the Weasleys in attendance at Hogwarts of the unfortunate event, and a publicized search, no matter how futile, would need to be arranged.

Maybe if it went public that the kids were missing, their captor would return them, or if, Godric forbid it, the kids had run away themselves, perhaps they would be influenced to come home.

It was strange that two children who had never met each other would disappear at the same time. The cases seemed so related yet not, in some way.

Albus sighed as he turned the light out in his office and went to his sleeping quarters. Hopefully this matter would soon solve itself.

A/N: Ok so there's chapter two. Tell me what you think. The next chapter will reveal where Harry and Ginny were taken and the after shock of their disappearance.

Updated 7-20-2010