A.N: Boredom leads to updates. Updates lead to reviews. Reviews lead to a happy author. A happy author gets bored more often. Sorry, not much fluff in this chapter. It's mostly clearing up a question a lot of people have been asking me about the whole age thing, and starting something which I think I'm going to screw up but hey.. it might turn out ok. Remember I said Harry 18 yet he still goes to Hogwarts? Explanations in this chapter.

Ginny

"I'm sorry Harry. Are you ok?"

"Ya Ginny. I'm fine." He replied, still rubbing his lip. "You bit me really hard."

"Awww. Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?" I asked in my sweetest baby voice.

"Yes. That sounds nice." Talking was irrelevant for a time.

The next day dawned cloudy and rainy.

Harry and Ginny woke in their respective rooms at about the same time. They got up, showered and dressed much like a normal day.

Veronica opened her eyes to the sound of birds outside her window. This strange house felt too much like home to her.

Hermione woke in the arms of Ron, content and happy for the moment. Another regular day. She thought before getting out of bed and showering as well.

Little did they know that this day would not be normal at all. Before the sun set, their lives would change, forever.

Harry

I walked into the kitchen, to find Veronica sitting at the table alone. She looked up as I walked in.

"Hello Harry." She said before going back to studying the table top.

"Hello Veronica." I didn't ask how she knew my name. Most people did after what happened with Voldemort.

FLASHBACK

"Admit it, Harry." Voldemort sneered. "You were never strong enough to defeat me. You came here in vain." All around us, battle raged. The Order was fighting The Death Eaters, leaving Voldemort open for me.

"I will beat you!" I yelled. I was currently on my hands and knees. Voldemort had landed some sort of curse right in the center of my chest. The first time it didn't affect me much, but the second and third were harder to get over. It was like nothing I'd ever seen. It resisted the strongest shield charms known to wizard kind.

"You won't." He said. "You won't because you are a silly schoolboy. You were stupid to come here tonight and you will pay for your stupidity with your life. Good-bye Harry Potter." He raised his wand, no-doubt to administer the final blow. I watched it in slow motion. He wiped his wand and a curse, Htaedwols, which was not The Killing Curse but would surely take my life. A flash of bright blue light. A yelled, "No!" A grunt of pain and something slammed into me with such force that it knocked me over. I looked up to see Remus sprawled across the spot where I had just been.

"Remus! NO!" I jumped to my feet, no longer tired, no longer winded. Voldemort barely had a chance to register what was going on. I slashed my wand violently at him while screaming in my head, hsurc. It was not the Killing Curse but it would have to do. I slashed him over and over again. Each hit pushed him further and further back until he hit a wall. I just kept hitting him with the curse, driving him deeper and deeper into the wall. Soon, the wall gave way, and he went flying into the night, where he landed on the grass and lay still, unmoving. I wasn't fooled.

"Get up you coward!" I screamed at him. "Get up and fight me!" Voldemort staggered to his feet and weakly gestured with his wand. At a feeble curse shot my way, not even making it all the way to me. He began to stagger toward the building where we had been fighting, intent on finishing our duel. He had almost reached me when he went down on his hands and knees, panting.

"Get up!" I yelled. He looked up at me and sneered again.

"You win, Harry." He said quietly. "You win." And then he fell over and moved no more.

I spat on his corpse and stood there for a while, watching him. His chest didn't move, the pulse at his neck had stopped beating. Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle, The Dark Lord, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, was finally dead. But at what price? I turned and limped back to where Remus lay, turned him on his back, and stared at his face.

He was still breathing, barely. I was embarrassed to feel hot tears on my cheeks. Remus was the closest thing I had to a father. First my parents, then Sirius, Dumbledore, and finally Remus. I wept silently. The fighting had stopped and the last of the Death Eaters had either been rounded up or killed. Remus's face twitched as a tear landed on it. He opened his eyes.

"Harry?" I had to put my mouth to his ear to hear what he was saying, his voice was so soft.

"Yes Remus. I'm here." I said.

"Proud of you... Harry. Lily... James... would be proud. Sirius... would have... liked to have seen."

"I know Remus." I said. Tears were still leaking out of my eyes but not as much now.

"Good-bye... Harry. Love... you."

"Bye Remus. Love you too."

"I'll see you... on the other side" With those final words, Remus J. Lupin breathed his last breath. The last of the Marauders, the last of the Lupins, the closest thing to a parent to me, was gone. My grief broke loose. I cried.

END FLASHBACK

Veronica

While I was sitting at the table, the rest of the family trooped in. I didn't notice them until Molly placed a plate of food in front of me. Everyone else had food. We ate breakfast but no one left the table when they were done so I stayed seated. The reason was made clear soon.

"So Veronica." Molly said. "Where do you come from?"

"America."

"How did you get here?"

"Muggle airplane."

"You took an airplane?" Arthur broke in excitedly. "What was it like? Did you see the engine? How do they fly? What-"

"Arthur!" Molly said scornfully.

"Sorry Molly."

"Why are you here?" Ginny said bluntly.

"Ginny!" Molly said shocked. Ginny glared at her.

"I came because of my mother." I said. Everyone looked intently at me for further explanation. I told them about the box and the note that my mother had written with the snapshot of Harry. When I mentioned it everyone turned and looked at Harry, who looked surprised.

"I told you guys, I've never met her before."

"No I've never met Harry." I said when they looked skeptical. "I feel like I've seen him before but I've never talked to him."

"Well dear," Mrs. Weasley said, "if you lived in America, how could you have seen Harry before? He's never left the country."

"Just as I have never left America." Veronica responded. "I can't answer your question Molly. I don't even know the answer."

Ginny (again)

Veronica was starting to bother me. She claimed she knew nothing about her past, nothing about why she was here; just some note her dead mother wrote her and a picture of Harry. She posed a threat. I'll have to watch her closely.

Harry

Time to go out for a fly.

You always want to go flying.

Nothing wrong with that.

What about Ginny?

Good point I'll ask her.

Not what I meant.

Shut up you.

"HEY GINNY!" I yelled.

"WHAT!" She yelled down the stairs in return.

"WANT TO GO FOR A FLY?"

"WHY WOULD I WANT TO EAT A FLY?" Hermione, who was standing behind me cracked up laughing at that point. Ginny came to the top of the stairs, also laughing.

"Sure Harry, I'll go with you."

"Later Hermione." I said, heading for the door, broomstick in my hand.

"Where do you think you're going?" A voice said from the doorway. I saw Ginny stiffen as we both turned around. Mr. Weasley was standing in the door.

"What's it to you?" Ginny asked. I thought frost would grow on the carpet. "You don't care about me anyway." With that she turned and walked out. I followed her with a cool glare in Mr. Weasley's direction. I heard Mr. Weasley inhale as if about to say something but I closed the door behind me.

"Now where were we?" Ginny asked. "Oh yes. Good sir? Would you be so kind as to share your broom with a lady?"

"I would madam, but I see no lady here." I replied, trying not to laugh.

"Why sir, whatever could you mean by that?" She said, faking shock.

"I mean, fair maiden, that I see no lady. I see a young woman, as beautiful as the night sky, with eyes like pools of chocolate, and lips as red as cherries." I replied with a low bow. She fluttered her eyes, as if embarrassed, and offered her hand. I took it and pulled her into my chest, wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her lips. Heat swirled through my body as she leaned into me and kissed me back.

We separated, and mounted my broom, Ginny behind me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and I kicked off the ground hard. We flew for who knows how long, just enjoying each others company and the lovely day. After some time we saw some hills in the distance.

"What are those?" I asked Ginny over the whistling of the wind.

"I don't know." She said. "I've never been this far on my broom before. Let's land and find out." I slowly made a descent, aiming for a ledge that stuck out in front of a cave on the cliff face. I looked into the cave as Ginny dismounted. It was dark so I took out my wand and lit it. The cave wasn't that deep so I walked in, Ginny lit her wand and followed. Suddenly, she gasped.

"Harry! Come here quick!" I spun and saw her staring at the opposite wall of the cave.

"What's up Ginny," I asked.

"Look at this." She said, shining her wand light on it.

It looked like some pictures with lines connecting them in a web, almost like a family tree. There were two rows. A stag, a flower, a small leaf (almost like some sort of herb), and a bear were carved into the top row. A line connected the Flower and the Stag and then dropped down to the second row, and a picture of a lightening bolt. A similar line connected the herb and the bear to a picture of a wave, also on the second row. There was a circle around the lightening and the wave, as well as a line connecting the two. Something that looked like a griffin was attacking the circle.

"What could it mean?" Ginny asked, a little frightened.

"I don't know. Do you have your camera with you?"

"Yes, I carry it everywhere with me." She said taking it out.

"Take a picture of this and we'll try to work it out later." She obeyed, taking three or four from different angles.

"Now let's get out of here, this place gives me the creeps." She said shivering and looking around.

"Good idea." I said. We mounted my broom and took off, looking back at the cave often. We flew over a grave yard with a large sign at the gates.

"Harry!" Ginny yelled. "Drop down there. I want to read that sign." I descended and stopped in front of the sign, hovering there as she read. Her face turned white.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked looking at the sign.

GODRIC'S HALLOW
CEMETARY
REST IN PEACE

A.N: Ok so not exactly a cliffy but it will have to do. I tried to explain the whole age thing but it didn't work very well so I'll do it next chapter. I also probably didn't spell Godric's Hallow right, I don't even know if that's the name but I can't find my copy of HBP so if it isn't I'm sorry. I'll fix it when I get the chance.