I want to apologize for the extremely long wait. A huge combination of my brother's wedding, the holidays, and looking for a job prevented me from writing but now I am going to try my utmost to update on a more regular basis. But again no promises, sorry.

I would also like to add because I believe that I forgot to mention this a long time ago this is A/U several characters that died in the book are not dead in my story. First off because it fits better if they're not dead and second because I just couldn't let them stay dead. It's all canon through the battle of DH except the death and then afterwards. So if some don't like that I'm sorry.

I think that's all that I have to say, so I will stop my rambling now, and let you proceed to the chapter.

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Disclaimer: Not mine. That's it.

The Burrow was quiet. It had been quiet for some time now. Much of the love and laughter that had once filled every nook and cranny had long since disappeared. Despite the silence, there was a large amount of occupants in the kitchen with various degrees of shook on their faces. The Weasley family had been greatly extended to over the years.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione had just finished telling everyone of the sighting of the youngest Weasley or at least Ron and Hermione were telling the story as Harry had remained staring out the window not saying a word.

"Are you sure it was her?" Arthur Weasley asked trembling slightly as he held his wife who was crying silently into his chest.

Hermione nodded, "Positive."

"But she saw you and she just turned away? She didn't want to talk to you or to us?" Bill shook his head with a frown.

"No, she saw Harry and then she ran. She just took off. Harry tried to follow her and we tried to keep up with him but we didn't know what was going on. Then we saw her and she kept going. We called after her but nothing," Ron admitted in a hollow voice.

Hermione nodded her head, "Ginny was almost at the entrance to the Leaky when Harry threw a stunner at her to make her stop."

"You threw a stunner at my sister? Are you out of your mind?" Bill roared at Harry's back.

"Lay off Bill Harry was just trying to make Ginny talk to us," Ron intercepted his brother when Harry made no move to defend himself. No one was even sure he had heard what Bill had asked him.

"Yeah, and that worked so well the first time," Bill growled.

"Will everyone just calm down?" Remus asked ever the patient one.

Everyone took a deep breath all trying to keep their emotions in check.

Remus studied Harry's profile he seemed to flinch when Bill mentioned the spell exchange, something else was going on, "There's something else, isn't there? Something you're not saying."

Ron and Hermione exchanged looks but neither commented on Remus's accusation.

Harry turned back towards the room taking a deep breath he admitted the one thing that was left out of the story, "Ginny has a daughter."

The room had once again gone deadly silent besides the renewed sobs of Molly Weasley.

"A-a daughter?" Molly hiccupped. "What does she look like?"

Hermione smiled, "She has red hair just like Ginny, I remember seeing a picture of Ginny from right before she went to Hogwarts and she looks just like it. The only thing different were the eyes. The eyes were –," Hermione caught herself before she said too much. She wasn't sure if Harry wanted that particular trait to be known quite yet.

Harry picked up right where Hermione had left off, "Her eyes are green like mine."

Silence.

"A girl –," said Fred.

"- with red hair like Ginny –," continued George.

"- and green eyes like Harry."

"Bloody hell," the twins chorused.

Bill looked even angrier but Harry figured not everyone would be thrilled that he had impregnated Ginny before she left, not that he knew, still it didn't matter. Harry was a father and it was time he got the chance to act like it. He also needed to talk to Ginny she was the only one who could give him so answers.

"What's her name?" Tonks asked excitedly.

"I don't know everything happened so fast," Hermione said looking at Harry and Ron. Ron shook his head he didn't know either.

Harry however answered, "Faith, Ginny called her Faith."

Air filled her lungs as the feeling of her body returned to her; they had arrived a few hundred feet from the gates of Hogwarts. Faith looked around her mother to the castle that would become her home. She was mesmerized. Faith had never seen such a magnificent sight as the one before her. This was where she would live for the next seven years she could not believe it.

"So what do you think?" Ginny asked with a smile.

Faith glanced at her mother, "This is awesome!"

Ginny chuckled, and then became serious, "Faith I want to talk to you before we go inside about what happened."

Faith turned her attention away from the school to her mother.

Ginny hesitated nervously, "I don't think I have to tell you who that was?"

Faith shook her head.

Ginny took another deep breath, "I have always told you the truth, even when I hadn't wanted to and I also have always told you that it was your choice whether or not you wanted to get into contact with father. So I just want to apologize for not allowing you to meet him." She finished looking at her daughter with love and sincerity.

Faith looked at her mother and could the pain of the last few minutes had caused her and couldn't help feeling anger at the ones who had caused it.

She smiled at her mom, "Its okay mom. Please don't feel bad," she shook her had and offered her mother a sheepish grin, "I don't think I could have talked to him right then anyways. It was way to weird seeing him."

Ginny laughed lightly but the usual warmth was missing from her eyes, "Yes, still, I'm sorry." She opened her arms to Faith who stepped up to give her mother a hug without a second thought.

"I love you baby girl always remember that," Ginny muttered against her hair giving her a kiss.

"I love you too mom," Faith whispered just as strongly.

Ginny straightened up, "Are you ready to check out our new place?"

Faith smiled mischievously at her mother (a smile that unfortunately reminded her of two people she would rather not think about), "Let's do it."

The trek up to the gates of Hogwarts was mostly done in silence, as the view held the attention of the two witches. Faith was lost in wonderment while Ginny was lost in a sea of memories long hoped to be forgotten.

The iron gates opened automatically upon approach. Both witches could feel the ambient magic that surrounded the castle. Faith continued to take in the awe inspiring beauty of the school but what really caught her attention was the - .

"Quidditch pitch! An actually Quidditch pitch!" Faith exclaimed jumping up and down. "Mom look! It looks so amazing I can't wait to try out!"

"Faith will you please calm down, I'm going to go deaf before I'm thirty-five if you continue to do that," Ginny tried to explain to her daughter with hands over her ears.

"Sorry mom but it's a real live Quidditch pitch!" Faith said quietly or at least in an attempt at quietly.

"I know but you still have awhile before you can play. So come on, I'm sure Professor McGonagall is waiting for us and someone else as well," Ginny gently reminded her daughter in order to tempt her to keep walking.

"Oh you're right," Faith immediately snapped out of a day dream of being a star chaser for Gryffindor (because honestly what else could she be?), grabbed her mother's hand and proceeded to pull her mother hurriedly to the front doors.

As they stood in front of the great oak doors they looked at one another. They nodded to each other as they pushed open the doors.

Opening the doors they were quickly assaulted with ink wells at their heads. Ginny quickly put up a shield that prevented the ink wells from hitting either of them.

"PEEVES!" they heard.

"PEEVES! I demand you stop this second or I will have you thrown out of the castle!"

They looked up to see a stern looking witch with a bun pointing her wand at the demon of a poltergeist.

"I'm sorry Headmistress, Peevsie was only having a little fun," Peeves said with an unconvincing innocent smile.

The headmistress said nothing maintaing a wand to him. Peeves zoomed away letting out a cackling laughter.

Shaking her had the older woman looked down at the two.

"Ah, Miss Weasley and Miss Weasley, I am so glad you have made it. Welcome to Hogwarts, again," McGonagall warmly greeted the duo.

"Professor McGonagall, it's so good to see you again," Ginny replied to her ex-professor.

"You as well, and please call me Minerva, we are colleagues after-all."

"Then please call me Ginny, and this is Faith," Ginny introduced. "Faith this is Professor McGonagall."

Faith shook hands with the professor, "Nice to meet you professor."

"And you as well Miss Weasley," Minerva smiled at the young witch who looked so much like her parents, but that was not her business. Or at least that was what she was trying to convince herself to avoid feeling guilty. She just hoped things wouldn't blow up in her face.

"So would you both like me to show you your accommodations?" Minerva asked.

They swiftly agreed and set off for the hospital wing. The castle was exactly as Ginny had remembered it; it seemed as if nothing had changed. But that wasn't true. Nothing was the same. It would never be the same.

The hospital looked as if no time had passed Madam Pomfrey had kept it the same as always. She remembered the wing vividly from all the times she had been there: in her first year right after Tom, with her brothers, with Harry –

Don't think about Harry, she forced herself to leave those thoughts until later.

"As you can see, Poppy left the wing the same, she left all of her healing potions in the cabinet right there," she pointed to a large cabinet in the corner. "The office of course is yours and through that door is your suite," she led them through the quarters.

It was a very well situated set of rooms, a comfortable looking room with a fire place, a private dining room, and two bedrooms with bathrooms.

"So does this meet your standards?" Minerva asked Faith with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Oh yeah!" Faith grinned. She could tell that she was going to like the lady.

"Very good, I would offer to give you a tour of the castle however I believe that there might be someone else who would prefer that honor," Minerva mysteriously added.

Before either could ask footsteps were heard in the office. They both turned to see who it was.

Faith recognizing who it was exclaimed happily, ran, and threw her arms around the person, "Uncle Severus, I missed you!"