Ginny Weasley

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Where Is He?

Ginny Weasley was having a rough seventh year. It had been six months since she had last seen her boyfriend, Harry Potter. To help cope with her pain, she had asked Professor Lupin to give her private lessons on producing a patronus. It kind of helped with her pain, but she wasn't too sure how Remus was handling it. After all, it was he who had taught Harry how to do this.

It was now the day before Christmas and Remus was tutoring Ginny in the art of conjuring a patronus. Melissa and Colin (as well as the rest of the gang) was going to Hogwarts for Christmas.

"Once more Ginny." Remus told her. "You can do this."

Ginny thought hard about a happy memory. She finally thought about the time she first kissed Harry.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!" she yelled.

Finally, a silver mist came from her wand and materialized into an owl.

"Harry's animagus form." Remus pointed out. "Intriguing."

"I know Professor." She sighed. "I miss him so much."

"Everyone does Ginny." Remus told her.

"How's Mrs., I mean, Lily?" Ginny asked. Lily had told her not to call her Mrs. Potter.

"She's coping." Remus said. "Luckily, Megan has gotten to be a handful, so she's keeping her mind of Harry."

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The next morning,

Ginny woke up like she did every other day. She went over to her pile of presents and found the usual. A sweater from her mother, candy, books, and prank supplies (courtesy of the Marauders and Fred and George).

Ginny stopped opening her presents as she thought about Harry. Six months was an awfully long time. Perhaps he had amnesia. Or he found someone else and had forgotten about her. What if he had been killed by a still loyal Death Eater?

Suddenly, a flame appeared on the couch and a phoenix appeared with a parcel.

"Fawkes?" she asked thinking Dumbledore had sent him.

The phoenix nodded and lifted the parcel for her to read the label as if he was asking where to find who it was addressed to.

Ginny Weasley.

"That's me. Who sent it?" she asked.

Fawkes placed the parcel on the couch and bursted into flames as he traveled back to his master.

(A/N: I'm going with the theory that phoenixes can travel through time.)

Ginny took the parcel and unwrapped it wondering what Dumbledore could have sent her.

It was a diamond bracelet.

This really confused her.

Why the bloody hell would Professor Dumbledore give me a DIAMOND bracelet?

She then noticed the note that was included in the parcel

Dear Ginny,

Hi. I'm so sorry I left so suddenly. It was a last minute decision so I didn't have any time to write notes explaining myself. I hope you'll forgive me.

The past six months have been hectic for me. I wish I can explain where I am, but I don't think it would be a good idea just incase this letter is intercepted before it can get to your -era- area. (A/N: "Era" was crossed out)

To give you a hint, I've been considering a change in career. You know how I've been wanting to be an auror? Well, ever since Voldemort's defeat, I've been thinking that I never would have been able to do it without great teachers. So, I decided to try teaching for a while. However, if the press got word that I was going to do this, they would have a field day. So, I went somewhere where I am not known. Where is this place? I'm only going to say that only Dumbledore knows the answer. Please don't tell anyone else yet. At least until I discover myself.

I have to go now. I have sixth years now, and I don't want to leave some of my students alone in a classroom. That is a disaster waiting to happen. Say "Hi" to everyone for me and tell them that I'm fine. Again, I'm terribly sorry if I caused any worry.

Love,

Harry James Potter

P.S. If you insist that you come pay me a visit (which I wouldn't mind in the least), please wait until AFTER you graduate. I'd hate to have my girlfriend call me "Professor". It might start some horrible rumors if people saw us together.

Ginny gasped. For six months of not knowing if Harry was dead or alive, here was proof that he was well. At least, for now. She could give no promise to his health once she had gotten a hold of him.

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A few months later, Ginny was getting ready for her N.E.W.T.S. She had kept the letter and was still trying to decipher it.

There were a few things that disturbed her about the letter. She had a feeling that Harry was thinking of changing careers. Being his girlfriend had those types of advantages.

I don't think it would be a good idea just incase this letter is intercepted before it can get to your -era- area.

Ginny stared at the crossed out word. She had managed, slowly, to erase the scribbles that were over the word. She couldn't deny it. Harry had written "era". Did that mean that he was somewhere in the time stream? Only Dumbledore knew the answer.

0000

"Too bad Peeler isn't here." Remus had sighed in class one day.

"Who?" Ginny asked

"Professor Peeler." Remus told the student. "My Defense Professor from my sixth and seventh year."

"What did he look like?" Colin Creevy asked

"Professor Peeler? He was young for one thing. Just out of school actually. Red headed, his eyes changed colors every-so-often…"

"What do you mean?" Ginny interrupted.

"They varied from green, hazel, and blue. Sometimes even brown."

"What was he like in personality?" Ginny asked

"VERY intelligent. He knew his defense. During the feast, we came up to him to ask him a few questions, and he sensed that I was a werewolf at the time. He took me aside and told me that what I was didn't matter to him. He was friendly, but you didn't mess with him."

"He sounds like an interesting person." Ginny said.

"You have to know him to understand exactly HOW interesting this person was. He was the ONLY teacher that the Marauders were unable to prank."

With that bit of info, most of the class gasped. They had heard of the Marauders even if Ginny was the only one who knew them.

Last I heard, Padfoot is still upset over that. To get him worked up, all you have to do is whisper: "Professor Peeler" to him. In fact, if you ask any Marauder who their favorite professor was, they'd tell you "Professor Peeler" hands down."

"He was THAT good?" another Gryffindor boy asked.

"The best." Remus told her. "And that year was his first year teaching. He stayed for our seventh year and then was never heard from again."

"Did Peeler have any girlfriends?" another Gryffindor girl asked.

"One." Remus told her. "Ginerva Westley joined him during our seventh year. Very beautiful young woman, but a temper hot enough to rival Lily Potter and Molly Weasley combined. She came bursting in during the Start-of-Term feast during our seventh year yelling at Peeler for leaving without so much as a note."

"Sounds like my kind of woman." Ginny said.

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After class, Ginny went up to Remus.

"Any news on Harry?"

"None. The guys are about ready to call a search party." Remus told her.

"Hasn't Dumbledore mentioned that there is no need for one?" Ginny asked.

"Yes. Numerous times." Remus said.

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A few months later,

"Now. I would like to present, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry's Class of 1998!" Dumbledore shouted.

Ginny cheered with the others. Once she could get the Headmaster alone, she was going to find Harry.

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In Dumbledore's office the next day,

"Professor?" Ginny said as she entered the office.

"Miss Weasley? What brings you back so suddenly?" Dumbledore asked knowing full well why she was there.

"I got a note from Harry last Christmas. He mentioned that he's away and that only you know the exact location."

"That is correct."

"Where is he?"

"At Hogwarts." Dumbledore answered with that twinkle.

This got Ginny confused.

"This is Hogwarts." She told him. "I haven't seen Harry around anywhere."

"All shall make sense eventually." Dumbledore told her. "Now I'm assuming that you wish to join him."

"That is correct."

Dumbledore thought for a minute.

"Are you willing to change your hair color?" he asked her.

"Yes."

"I'm certain Mr. Potter will come up with a name." Dumbledore said to himself

"Come back the first of September. I shall have the portkey ready by then." He told her as he thought about it.

"THAT'S IN THREE MONTHS!"

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September 1, 1998,

An antagonizing three months later, a very cranky, black-haired Ginny Weasley came marching up to the Headmaster's office. (She had changed her hair color after she left home). Three months had been WAY TOO long for her.

KNOCK KNOCK

"Enter." Dumbledore said.

She entered the room and actually had Dumbledore shocked for a few seconds.

"It's been three months." Ginny said.

"Ah. Miss Weasley. I hardly recognized you. Well, actually, I did, but as another person whom I have not seen for over twenty years. Here is the portkey. It shall take you to the entrance of the Great Hall of where Mr. Potter is."

"Thank you Professor." She said as she took the goblet and was transported to the location of her boyfriend.

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September 1, 1976,

Ginny landed in front of what looked like the doorways to Hogwart's Great Hall. With the knowledge that the man who had been missing for over a year was behind the doors, she leaned on the door to listen.

She heard the voice of Albus Dumbledore giving his Start-of-Term speech.

As Dumbledore was finishing up, she summoned up all of her feeling that she had kept bottled up for that year and opened the doors with a slam.

She quickly scanned the staff table. It was definitely Hogwarts. McGonagall, Dumbledore, Flitwick, and some other teachers she knew and didn't know were seated at the staff table. She also realized that the entire school had her eyes on her, but she was looking for that one person.

And there he was. Even though the scar was gone, his hair rivaled the Weasleys, and his eyes were now a hazel color, it was DEFINITELY Harry Potter. She could tell. (A/N: Don't ask. It has something to do with true love)

"THERE YOU ARE!" she yelled glaring at him.

Knowing that he had studied Legilimency the summer between his sixth and seventh years in secret, she projected to his mind her identity.

As he read her mind, Harry paled a little before breaking out into a smile. He knew who she was.

"No note until Christmas? Not even to your own family. Do you have ANY idea how worried sick we've all been?" She continued as she marched up to him still fuming.

Harry left the staff table and reached her half way in the Great Hall as she continued ranting about how worried she was as well as his family and her family.

"And here I was thinking that you found someone else, or was murdered! WE WOULD HAVE CALLED A SEARCH PARTY IF IT WASN'T FOR PROFESSOR DU…"

She was letting her temper getting the best of her and nearly blurted out their secret. But, Harry stopped her with a passionate kiss.

Ginny visibly calmed down. Feeling his lips on hers made her feel complete once again.

"There is no one else." He whispered to her once they pulled out.

Ginny felt so relieved once she heard his voice again after over a year.

He embraced her tighter.

"Oh Gin, I missed you so much." He whispered to her. "And what did you do with…?" He added as he gently took a few strands of her hair in his hand.

"When our old headmaster told me where you were, he suggested I change my hair." she whispered.

"Professor?" Dumbledore asked.

"Oh yes. Forgive me." Harry said dragging his girlfriend to the front of the Great Hall.

"This is my girlfriend Ginerva Westley." Harold introduced her to the school.

She looked at him funny.

Where did he get "Westley" from? Wait a minute. That was the name of Remus' Defense Professor's girlfriend. What the bloody hell is going on?

"I'll explain later." He told her.

She shrugged and smiled sweetly at the school.

"You are so dead." She whispered to him.

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That night,

"So, you took me up on that offer in my note?" Harry said once he took off his disguise to reveal the scar, green eyes, and ebony hair and helped her unpack.

"Yes. I would have come sooner, but I figured that you were right about how it would have been weird with a professor and a student going out. The day after graduation, I marched straight up to Dumbledore and asked him where I could find you. I would have done it the day of graduation, but our Mums were trying to get him to call a search party again."

"I thought that Meg would have kept them busy." Harry said

"Yes. But they still managed to find time. Where did you get "Westley" from?"

"Last minute." Harry told her. "I couldn't call you "Weasley" because Bill was sorted into Gryffindor tonight."

"MY Bill?"

"Yes "Your" Bill. Welcome to the year 1976. The last year the Marauders were in school."

"That's what you meant in your letter." She realized. "I had a gut feeling. The students that you didn't want to leave alone were the Marauders."

"Right. I've barely managed to keep from being prank last year. Hopefully I can keep it up."

"I'm sure you can." Ginny said with a smile as she remembered Remus' words:

"You have to know him to understand exactly HOW interesting this person was. He was the ONLY teacher that the Marauders were unable to prank. Last I heard, Padfoot is still upset over that. To get him worked up, all you have to do is whisper: "Professor Peeler" to him. In fact, if you ask any Marauder who their favorite professor was, they'd tell you "Professor Peeler" hands down."

"I really did miss you Ginny." Harry said as he embraced her. "So much."

"I missed you too." She said as she kissed him. "Just don't ever leave me again."

"I have no intention to. After this year, I'm planning to travel Europe, and then settle down and find a place to teach Defense."

"With me?"

"The travel or teaching?"

"The travel. And the settling down"

"Of course." He said like there was no other answer. "How am I supposed to enjoy the gondolas of Venice without a girlfriend?"

Ginny laughed

"As for the settling down bit, that will be up to you." He added

The End