What is forgiven is usually well remembered. -Louis Dudek

Ginny looked out the window of her master bedroom and spotted her children, six year old Lily and nine year old James playing Quidditch with Teddy. James flew near the window and with a cheeky grin, waved out at her.

"Mommy, what does this paragraph say?"

Ginny looked from the window and turned towards her youngest son. Seven year old Albus was looking up to her with big hazel eyes, his finger pointing to one of the words in the storybook he was reading. Ginny patted her lap and Albus came crawling on book still in hand. She grabbed the book and placed it in her open hands.

" The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village." Ginny glanced at the title.

"Albus, what are you doing reading Matilda?"

Albus squirmed in his mother's lap. "I wanted to read big like James and Teddy do." Ginny smiled, she remembered wanting to do everything her brothers did. If just to prove she was big like them.

Ginny ran her fingers through his dark hair. She was so relieved when the hair had turned unruly and curly like his father's own. The dark wavy hair always reminded her of Tom-

Ginny paused in her motion, shouldn't mothers love their children no matter what? She was beginning to sound like one of those old-fashioned purebloods who disowned their children for being squibs. So what if he resembled Tom at birth? The past was the past and Albus looked so much like Harry and herself, so why should she be-

But those eyes.

Ginny recalls how Albus' eyes used to be a dark, cold green with small brown spots. When she first held his small infant self, Ginny was sure Fate was fucking with her life. She wouldn't lie, she was worried. Worried that Harry wouldn't accept this thing. Worried that Harry and her family would leave and hate her for giving birth to a evil monster.

But Harry and her family didn't even comment on that! Her mother held up the baby whenever she went to shower or use the bathroom ..etc, Her siblings all visited and all said the child was beautiful (except George, who said Albus looked like a squashed pumpkin) and lucky to have such a wonderful mother. And Harry couldn't stop talking about how this was proof that Potter genes do dominate and that he couldn't wait until he could bring mother and child home.

Luckily, the cold eyes turned into a warm hazel color. The brown spots in his eyes got bigger as he grew and most assumed his eyes would turn all brown when he was fully grown.

So Ginny pretended everything was perfect, and it was until it happened.

Ginvera Potter looked around the house for her youngest son. He was always hiding away when it was time to visit her family. Albus said it was because Rose would bully him, but Ginny often brushed it off as kids being kids.

Ginny walked down the stairs and was happy to notice the door to the garden open. 'Thank Merlin, for small miracles' She opened the door and walked into the garden full of roses, amaryllis, daisies, and other flowers. The sun was high in the sky and made a rainbow like reflection on her wedding ring.

Ginny walked row to row, making sure her outfit didn't get dirty until she saw Albus kneeling down to the atropa belladonna plants.

"Albus, don't touch those-" Her words died in her mouth. A small green snake was wrapped around the five-year's old arm and it was hissing at Albus and Albus was hissing right back.

Maybe it was because it reminded her of her father, how he could barely breathe as the snake wound bled or maybe it was her mother intuition, but she ran to her son, ripped the snake off his arm, and before Albus could blink, squeezed the snake's neck tight until she heard a sharp crack!

Ginny dropped the snake to the ground, picked up Albus, and disregarding her outfit ran to the house.

And only when Ginny was sure, Albus wasn't poisoned or injured by the plant or bush she lifted him on her lap and cradled him until Harry came downstairs. Ginny started crying worse when Albus looked up to her with sorrowful eyes and asked why she hurt his friend. Harry had to give her three calming potions to calm her down.

The trip to her family was canceled and Albus was told to never speak to snakes in front of his mother.

"Mommy?"

Ginny snapped back from her daydream "Yes, sweetie?"

"Are you okay?"

"Of course i'm okay, why do you ask?"

"Cause i've been calling your name for a few minutes." A deep voice interrupted. Ginny looked up to see Harry looking down at her worriedly "Are you sure you're fine, Gin?"

Ginny looked into those blinding electric green eyes and couldn't help but be confused.

Where did Albus' eyes come from if Harry's eyes were so bright? Maybe it was a combination of that bright color and her dark brown eyes, but that still didn't explain Albus'-

"Alright, i'm flooing Madame Pomfrey-"

"No, No! I'm fine, i'm just...daydreaming." Harry raised an black eyebrow and Ginny couldn't help but want to slap herself for such a dumb excuse, even if it was true.

"Fine, but if you feel dizzy or -"

"I got it Harry! I'm not a five year old!" Harry raised his hands in surrender "Alright, anyway i'll be in the kitchen. Al, you coming?"

"YAY, Daddy's cooking!" Albus jumped off his mother and went towards the door, following his father all the way downstairs.

Ginny's eyes stayed down on her son until he was out of sight. While he did have some of his features and skills, wasn't Harry a parseltongue? And Harry's grandmother (Dorea Black) was said to have striking dark green eyes. Maybe, it just skipped down to Albus.

Yeah, that explained everything. Albus just resembled Harry's side of the family more in terms of eyes, hair, and personality.

With that thought firmly in mind Ginny got up and walked to the kitchen hoping she could be Harry's taste tester today.

It just wasn't fair that Harry was a better cook than herself.

I so need this right now Ginny though as she walked to the kitchen looking for ice cream.

The weather had decided to thunder and rain so Lily, Teddy ,and James were glued to Harry's side. Ginny could barely fit on the bed with all three kids hugging their sleeping (god)father on both sides. It wasn't that they loved their him more, it was just that Harry was the cuddler of the family. They somehow managed to sneak into their room and get on the bed without them knowing. Ginny only found out when she found her on the floor when one of the kids rolled on her.

The red-head sat on one of the many stools in the kitchen and grabbed a tube of ice cream with her. Ginny was about to stuff a spoon in when she heard a whine in the cupboard.

Grabbing her wand, she got up slowly and walked towards the cupboard. With her wand firmly in front of her she opened the cabinet door, expecting to see an animal.

Not her seven year old son crying into his teddy bear.

"Albus?" The seven year old looked up to her with tears running down his red cheeks and snot coming down his nose.

"M-Mommy?" Ginny picked up the boy and wiped his face with a napkin "Sweetie, what were you doing in the cabinet?"

Albus refused to answer, he just kept on crying in her nightgown.

"Were you scared?" Albus nodded and gripped her tighter.

"What were you scared of?" Ginny said trying to distract him.

"The bad lady." Albus said quietly before weeping again.

Ginny sighed, he probably saw a shadow and got scared, before balancing the boy on one arm. With the other arm, she put the ice cream back in the freezer.

"Come on, let's go back to bed."

When they reached her bedroom, she simply doubled the size of the bed before placing Albus and herself on it.

"Let's go to sleep now, flower" She didn't know why she said it, it just felt appropriate for some reason.

"Okay, Mommy."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Ginevra Weasley smiled at the machine sorrowfully.

Oh how the mighty has fallen.

She used to have it all. A handsome and kind husband, three wonderful kids, a large spacious home, and a wonderful life.

But because of her own stupidity all she had was gone.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

She should have been loving enough to not care about what house Albus was in, but the similarities made her freak and in her idiotic mind, thought that if she discouraged him enough, he would ask to be resorted.

In her anger, she disowned all three of her precious angels. She had no claim to them anymore.

Beep. Beep. Beep

After Harry had divorced her, she bounced back and forth between boyfriends and lovers. She had two kids from previous relationships and all of them disappeared when she needed them most.

Selene went to an American college to pursue her dream of being a writer and Maeve got married and was currently living in Italy. Both disappeared a week after she was admitted to the hospital.

Beep. Beep. Beep

"Mother?"

Ginny turned her eyes away from the machine to focus on a tall, blurry image of a man. Her first thought was Harry, but that was impossible. Harry was in his early 50s so he wouldn't look the same and this person called her mother..

"Al-Albus?" The man smiled and came closer, giving her a better view of her face. He did look like Harry , that couldn't be denied, but his features seemed more elf like. ' Luna probably adopted them when she and Harry got married ' Ginny thought.

"I go by Allen now." Right, by wizarding tradition his name was now the one Harry choosed.

Ginny started "H-How have you been?" then cursed herself for saying something so simple.

His smile brightened "I'm fine, but i'm here for an another reason then seeing you."

Ginny sighed, what wrong did she do in her past life to deserve this? She wouldn't be surprised if her machine 'mysteriously' turned off. Not that it would matter, the doctors said she may die any day now.

"Vera, Matthew" Allen called out and Ginny would be lying if she didn't say she wasn't surprised to see two children enter the room. The boy was holding the smaller girl's hand. Both had black hair but the girl had big green eyes versus the boy's wide gray ones. The minute the children saw her, they came running towards her, yelling "Nanny!"

Ginny wrapped her arms around the two children and looked at Alb-Allen in surprise "W-Why?"

Allen sat on the side of her bed "At the end of the day you are the woman who gave birth to me, no matter how much you hated me... I forgive you."

Ginny had tears in her eyes but wiped them out "Tell me about my grandchildren."

Allen smiled "Well, these little girl here is Ginvera or Vera for short. She's five and her birthday is August 11. I think you can tell why I named her after you." Ginny couldn't help but smile at the little girl. The girl looked like a green eyed, brunette version of herself. And since biological DNA didn't consider adoption or being disowned, the girl clearly had Ginny's DNA in her. (Example- John gets disowned by his mother. He looks like his father's side of the family, but his mom's DNA is still in him and it can get passed to his children. All adoption in this version of the wizarding world does is change your appearance not your DNA)

"And this big guy is Matthew, age nine and his birthday is June 4..."

They talked for the rest of the night.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Be-

The very next day, Allen was called to the hospital. Ginny had passed away in her sleep, but apparently before she died, she wrote him a letter.

Allen walked up to the front desk "I'm here to receive a letter from one of your decreased patients."

"Name?"

"Allen Sebastian Potter."

The nurse didn't even glance at him, just handed him a folded piece of paper. Allen took it and exited the building. "What a rude lady, did she not get her fiber this morning?"

Allen unfolded the paper and smoothed it out. He read it and felt like crying and laughing at the same time.

In big letters were written in red ink:

I always loved you and you will always be Mama's little flower. Tell my grandchildren I said goodbye and you will see me in the stars.

And right under it was a quick sketch of a garden of flowers and a small boy in it talking to a snake wrapped around his arm.