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Chapter 2

She never liked packing, and she hardly ever had to do it in her life. The only times she ever had to pack were when she was going to Hogwarts and moving in with Harry. She was going to move in with Hermione now and she only needed some of her belongings; though it was impossible to choose what to keep and what to leave behind.

Today was her last day to pack, and she was almost finished. The day before, they'd had Harry's funeral and Ginny was feeling worse than ever before. Everything she saw of Harry's made her cry, so she had to put it all to the side; she couldn't bear to leave it behind.

The last place she needed to go through was the attic and she was ready to get is over with. With each step, the old attic steps squeaked with her weight; neither of them had been up there much since they moved in. When she made it to the top, she realized there were only three boxes lying on the dusty floor.

The attic was dark so Ginny pulled out her wand and with a silent lumos, the whole attic lit up from her wand.

Ginny walked up to one of the boxes, sat down on the floor in front of it, and began to sort.

This box must have been Harry's; it was filled with Quidditch things: trophies, a snitch, magazines, and his old uniform. With a flick of her wand she sent the box flying down the stairs toward Harry's pile. She then started on the next box where she found Harry's old photo album with pictures of him and his family, an old half burned potions book, and some old pictures of the whole gang back at school having fun. There was no way she could throw all those memories out, so she sent the box to her pile. The last box was empty, nothing but dust and dead bugs, so the box went to trash.

Her work was done so she climbed back down the stairs and looked at the near-empty house. She was really going to miss the place.

There was a loud honk outside so Ginny got her trunk and everything she was going to keep, and then sent Harry's trunk to a storage room she had purchased the day before, and headed to the taxi parked outside.

When she finally arrived at Hermione's house it was almost midnight. Ginny paid the taxi driver and slowly walked up to the door. She pressed the doorbell and could faintly hear the chime echo through the house. There was a shuffling sound on the other side, and the then the lock clicked, and Hermione pulled the heavy door open.

"Hey Ginny, come on in, I'll show you to the room you'll be staying in," Hermione yawned, "and then we can all get some sleep."

Ginny quietly walked in and followed Hermione up a flight of stairs and down a hallway where it seemed like another house altogether. There was a full kitchen, living room, and bedroom, fully furnished.

"I just thought you'd want your own space," Hermione said with a shrug to answer Ginny's expression, "I didn't really want such a large house, and there is actually another floor with about the same setup." Hermione smiled. "I guess my parents felt like they needed to spoil me."

After a few moments, Hermione continued, "Well I guess I'll let you unpack and get some sleep. Call me if you need anything, good night." Hermione smiled again before turning around and heading out."

Ginny walked to the large window on one wall. There was an oak dresser and a huge bed with dark silk sheets that matched the walls. There was an oak bedside end table as well. The room was beautiful. Ginny pulled her trunk into the room, flicked her wand, and lid to the trunk flipped open. Clothes, books, makeup, and toiletries poured out, flying all over the room. There was a blur of color as every object found its place. When all movement had finally stopped, Ginny walked over to the bed turned off the lights and layed down. Living alone, no job, all life was gone; Harry had been her life and now she would never get him back. Slowly Ginny fell asleep, thoughts of Harry running through her head.

The sun woke Ginny up the next morning as it rose, beaming throught the huge window; she would have to ask Hermione about some curtains. Ginny got up and walked towards the cushioned window seat. Some books, it seemed, had found their place up there alongside some quills. She opened one of the books, this one was her diary, filled to the brim with memories, thoughts, and dreams about Harry. She had started it her first year at Hogwarts. The next book she looked at was the charred potions book. It looked like Harry had written all over it, though his handwriting had changed a bit over the years. There were scribbled notes all throughout it, there were spells and impromtu changes to potions, and a variety of other things.The inside front cover read "Property of the Half Blood Prince". That's odd, she thought,No one has ever given him that sort of nickname before. Ginny flipped through the few pages left in the book a couple of times before tossing it aside. After she had gone through all of the books, she decided she would take a bath and get some breakfast. As she was getting up from the seat, something caught her eye. When she had tossed the potions book it had landed open to a page that had even more writing than any of the other pages, and only a corner of the page was burned. Ginny picked up the book and looked at the title of the page in amazement: "Bottled Past". The only other typed words on the page read: This potion, when taken and combined with a spell, will send you back to any time period of your choosing. There has only been one successful time travel with the potion, and the exact potion and spell combination is unknown. The rest of the pages were written in quill ink and consisted of ingredients... no, it was the instructions. Harry had perfected the magic necessary for time travel. If Harry could do it, so could she. She could change the past. She could be with Harry again.

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