Hi guys! So, I got really inspired on this chapter and made it kind of long so I divided it into 2. You'll see the next chapter tomorrow. Hope you like it. =D

GPOV

A tall wall of trees surrounded us. We were sitting on the ground smiling at each other. He looked so perfect. His green eyes staring at me. His hair all messed up, as always, showing his scar. We leaned in close to each other, our faces barely an inch away. I reached up a little more so our lips could meet. Suddenly, he laughed bitterly.

"I don't love you anymore, remember?" he said, arrogant. Was this truly my Harry? My smile banished.

He stood up and laughed at me one more time. Tears started clouding my eyes though, some part of me knew this was a dream; yet, I couldn't make myself wake up. A right-minded girl would probably yell right now, tell him: what was his problem? That he couldn't talk to her that way. But, I just couldn't, I felt too heartbroken right now.

He looked the other way and smiled, reaching out for something invisible. Then, Angela was there, by his side, where I should be. She hugged him and he wrapped his arm around her waist. They started getting bigger or was I getting smaller? They looked at each other in a lovey-dovey way and it sickened me.

I tried to get up and I hit myself with something hard like a glass case. I was trapped inside something! I began freaking out. I started feeling around me making little knock- knock sounds. Then, I woke up…

The knocks were still coming from the door. My breathing was fast, like gasps. I was surprised I had managed to sleep. I rubbed my eyes to wake myself a little bit and saw that I had actually cried in my sleep. That's a new one! It was then I realized that it wasn't morning yet. It was dark. I looked around and saw the big, red numbers popping out of the clock. It was 3:16 am. I groaned.

My eyes were getting accustomed to the dark and I could see everything clearer now. I scanned for the door and on the way, a face came into view. I screamed with terror when I saw her face. I covered my mouth as I remembered it was me, well, sort of.

Just a mirror Ginny. Calm down. I told myself.

The door swung open and I held back a shriek. I took a deep breath. It was Mandy.

"Shh!" Mandy whispered. "What? Are you trying to wake everyone up?"

"y-you just scared me." I whispered back.

"Yeah, I knew that already." She answered, closing the door slowly and silently behind her. What was she doing here? She hurried to the bed and sat at the edge of it.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, voicing my thoughts. She snickered looking at me. "What?"

"You didn't change?" I looked down and saw I was still in Angela's jeans and shirt. Mandy wore some silky pajamas with clouds.

"Why do you ask questions you already know the answer to?" I questioned annoyed.

"Well, sorry! I just came to ask you something."

"And it couldn't wait till morning?" I was really feeling tired right now. Still, I didn't want to have anymore of those dreams.

"Umm… no, actually it couldn't. Was it like a test back there or something?"

"What're you talking about?" I asked confused.

"Ugh!" she rolled her eyes. "On the way home. Were you testing the story or …?"

"Seriously I don't know what you are talking about!" I said sourly.

"Shh! Keep it down." She sighed. Her eyes wandered around the room and then back to me. "You know… our story."

"What's our story then?" I asked. Maybe Angela kept asking her about how they were born or something and just wanted to have it the same. Which was weird.

"What I told you back there."

"Well, yeah but, what's our real story?" I was fully awake now. Is there a deep secret I'm about to find out about?

"You know it better than I do; you were the cause for us making a new story." She looked happy about this, maybe it wasn't as serious as I thought it was. Still, what could it be that she had to ask me about it in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep?

"Well… I-I just want to know if you ….remember it." Come on! Spill it out already!

"Okay… I like telling it anyway. Well, you know we are twins right?"

"Yeah, that's obvious." I answered quickly, urging her for more.

"I wasn't born with this hair." What!? Then, why did she tell me she did before? "We changed it when we were about 7 years old. Though, everyone thinks it was an accident. We were even talented witches at that age." She said smiling, looking at something far away, remembering.

"Wait, what? We?"

"Yeah." She answered casually. WHAT!? ANGELA WAS A WITCH TOO? Why wasn't she at Hogwarts also? Then, her face lit up and she grinned at me. I looked at her with questioning eyes. "I have an idea! What if I show you a memory?" did Angela do this often? Make her sister convince her about their story and if she remembered it? Maybe I had been wrong… Angela looked like the oldest right now. The one that could make her siblings do anything she wanted at her will. I had lost hope, I mean, if Ron started asking me these things I would tell him to stop fooling around or something. Well, I guess I was lucky, this way I could get more info on Angela.

The shock was still there so I just nodded. She pulled my arm towards the door and we walked silently to her room. She opened her closet and a bright blue light dazzled us. There, was a glass bowl and some liquid inside, or was it gas? I couldn't tell. I knew exactly what that was…

"Were did you get a pensive?" I nearly shouted with shock. She covered my mouth.

"Shh! God Angela!" she removed her hand. "You're acting really weird. We made it remember?"

"What!? You made a pensive!? How!?"

"We saw it in some book or something… whatever… onto it." She took her wand out of her drawer and pointed it towards her temple. She closed her eyes and a silvery strand came out of her head. She dumped it into the pensive and gestured me to go ahead. Harry had told me enough to know you just had to dip your head in. I was still nervous though but, excited to finally know this. We whirled around and landed on some old house, Mandy next to me.

Two little identical girls came in laughing with wands. I was confused; you aren't supposed to get wands until you are 11.

"Give those back!" a man called on the background. The twins pointed their wands towards the door and it snapped shut. Knocks came from the other side afterwards. One of the twins stopped giggling and looked very serious all of a sudden, a little too serious for her age.

"Those were our uncle and aunt's wands. We 'borrowed' them." Mandy explained making quotations with her fingers.

"How could we learn to use wands so early?"

"I told you, we were talented witches. Still are, actually."

"Okay, let's get to work." One of the twins said.

"That's you." Big Mandy said.

"Can't we just use them for a little while?" little Mandy asked throwing little sparks with her wand and giggling.

"No!" Angela took out a big, dusty book and opened it on the floor.

"You don't like me do you?" little Mandy said with sadness.

"I only hate being like you." How could such a small girl say that to her own twin? Sure, now she acted all sweet and innocent when she really is a horrible witch!

"But, I like my hair the way it is!"

"Well, yeah, but, don't you want to be unique and special?"

"Yeah…" she answered looking down.

"Well, then you have to do this."

"I still can't believe you actually made me fall for that. But, I do actually love my blonde hair." Mandy said making me remember that this was just a memory.

By now, little Angela had murmured a spell and Mandy's hair was starting to change color, texture and length.

"Perfect!" Angela said. I felt my jaw drop. I hadn't even master human transfiguration yet! "Now, for the trick!" she waved her wand and made a big "boom" sound. They threw themselves on the floor and waved their wands again to unlock the door. Then, threw the wands away. A perfect simulation to an explosion.

Their uncle came charging in and carried them both outside. They acted real well, like they had fainted or something. He started slapping them gently.

"What happened girls!?" they finally 'woke up' and started crying. Man! What were these girls?!

"It was an accident Uncle Joe!" they said hugging him.

"We don't know what happened!" their uncle looked at Mandy with worry about her blond hair and then we were back at the room. I almost lost my balance.

"We did that?! At age 7?" Angela was a … a… really weird girl! How could Harry like someone like that?! She lied and she is nothing but evil! How does her sister even stand her after that?! Of course, he probably didn't know any of these.

"Umm… yeah."

"And why in our fake story did you say you were born with blonde hair? I mean, you were 7 when you changed your hair. People should've noticed."

"Well, uncle didn't want to let people know we had been under his care when that happened so, we moved to a different town and from then on pretended my hair was really blonde."

"What about friends you used to have?"

"Our family didn't have lots of friends just from school and stuff and well, we changed of school too. All our family was on the secret well, the version that they knew of the secret."

"Why isn't Angela at Hogwarts? I-I mean, why aren't I at Hogwarts?" I was really trying to understand this girl but, just couldn't.

"Up for another memory trip?" she asked smiling. I simply nodded, too shocked to muster another word, yet again. She did the same and soon we were in a park. I searched for them and found them under a tree. They looked a little older.

"Why don't you ever want mommy to see you do magic? You're amazing!" little Mandy asked Angela.

"Because I don't want them to know I can." Angela answered.

"Why? Magic is cool!" Mandy said jumping with excitement.

"Yeah, it is, but, you can do it too." She said, full of regret and annoyance.

"So?"

"I already told you I don't like being like you!" she shouted but, Mandy didn't even look startled at that.

"But, you can do magic. You can't hide it forever."

"I have a plan. I don't want to be in Hogwarts. I don't want people to know we are exactly the same." This girl was crazy! Who would give up magic just because her twin can do it too?

"So, you are going to live a muggle life?" Mandy asked disappointed.

"Yeah, but, not completely a muggle. I'm planning to pass as a squib or something. That's why I don't want mom to know I can do magic, because if she does find out, my plan will go down the drains."

"Wow."

"I really love you sis and, I've realized now that I'm the one that doesn't like to be like you so, I won't make you suffer anything else. Making you do the hair thing was wrong."

"I really like my hair actually."

They hugged and we were back in the room. I didn't move a single muscle, still shocked.

"How did I manage to make myself a squib?" I asked in barely a whisper through stiff lips.

"Already on it sis!" she said enthusiastic, already dumping a new memory.

So, what did you guys think? I guess that I didn't really want Harry to end up with Angela so, I made her bad. I really like the Ginny/Harry pair. You'll get more info on her on the next chapter. Please review!