The Tales of Milikan

by Angel the Wizard

This is a Collection of AU one-shots, and short 3 chapter stories about my snake OC from Ginny Weasley: Double Life. This collection will feature mainly Ginny, but will also explore Milikan hypnotizing Harry, or both Ginny and Harry or other characters from the Harry Potter universe. WARNING: Sexual content will be involved in multiple of these entries. I hope you all enjoy.

11. New Beginnings

This one-shot, called New Beginnings, focuses on Harry and Ginny, but in a way you won't expect at all, actually. Sure, it'll involve a hypnotic snake, but you don't know who it'll hypnotize or how it'll affect the story.

When you see this (Dialogue etc.) that is me parodying Marvel's What-If character, The Watcher, as events in this version of the story do happen like an alternate universe. If I have more plots down the road that take Ginny out of the main events, or Harry etc., then I may do this parody again.

Events as you know them have changed quite a bit within this one-shot and because of that, this one-shot is the longest one yet, standing at practically 30,000 words words. That's 9,000 more words than Double Life's Chapter 7 at 21,000 words.

I introduce a few OC's within this story, one of them standing out more than the other, so I hope you enjoy that character once introduced.

As a side note, some characters who have died in the main canon are alive in this timeline due different events transpiring. Just who are these characters though you'll have to wait and see for yourself.

Thanks to Marcus. S. Lazarus for the help he does with making sure my stories are right enough to post.

I hope you enjoy.

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Thanks for all the reviews, favorites and follows. They mean a lot to me and show me how much you love these scenarios of Ginny, and others, being put under hypnosis by Kaa inspired snakes.

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Tales of Milikan

New Beginnings

Sexual Content Ahead

Monday, August 14th, 1995

"WHO ARE YOU, WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"Cedric run…"

"Kill the spare…"

"AVADA KEDAVRA…"

Bolting upright in bed, Harry awoke from his dream sweating and rubbing his scar that hurt like hell. It took him a few moments to 'calm down' enough to realize that his aunt was standing at the door, looking at him with a look that told him he better stop screaming or else no food.

"Sorry… bad dream…" He muttered, laying back down to snuggle into his pillows.

"You're lucky I was the one who came to check on you instead of your uncle. He nearly grabbed his belt to beat you." Petunia said softly, but the look in her eyes was still harsh as every other time she laid her eyes on him.

Slamming his door, with a snap of the lock, Petunia headed back to her room.

It was nearly midnight, Harry read on the clock, so how was he going to get some sleep now after having that kind of nightmare?

Hedwig chirped in her cage, begging to be let out to go and hunt for some food now that she had been awoken, nipping at the bars to get Harry's attention.

"Let's try to get another few hours of sleep, girl, yeah?" asked the black haired boy to the owl, who stared at him witheringly to deny her food but took his suggestion and fell asleep.

He quickly fell back asleep, but that sleep felt like five minutes as he heard Hedwig nipping at her cage again, demanding to go hunt.

Again, he checked the clock to see that it was 2:00 in the morning, and decided that maybe he didn't have any choice but to let her out if she was going to be like this.

He opened the window and then her cage where she instantly flew away out towards the fields, she knew there was plenty of game for her out there.

"Have fun…" Harry muttered, even knowing that she couldn't hear him anymore, and went to lay down again for some more shut-eye and to possibly dream about Cho Chang.

If everyone was just going to abandon him for the summer after such a harsh year, he might as well get a good dream or two out of it…

It wasn't as though he was asking for much, he just wanted someone to be there for him and at least try to show that they were worried about him...

"Up. Get up. UP." came the screech of his aunt on the other end of the door at 6:00 in the morning. Harry could only groan with frustration as he slowly sat up in bed; he still felt as though he hadn't really been able to get any sleep, and his aunt felt like waking him up now?

Hedwig still wasn't back either from the looks of it, and as he thought that she came flying back in looking satisfied with what she did in the night.

He barely paid any mind to his nocturnal friend before digging into his closet for any clothes to wear for today, grabbing some jeans and a light blue t-shirt before he walked out into the hallway right into his cousin. "Watch it, Moaning Potter." Dudley snarled, laughing at what he heard Harry moaning in anguish about last night, walking downstairs to wait for breakfast.

"I WAS HAVING NIGHTMARES, DUDLEY. SOMETHING I'M SURE YOU'VE NEVER HAD." Harry's fists tightened as accidental sparks of magic began to fly off of him, until suddenly he was pinned to the wall by his walrus of an uncle, raising an eyebrow at him the way he always did right before a beating.

"Did you just yell at my Dudley, you freak?"

Harry did the best thing possible when it came to the likes of his uncle. Avoid eye contact and not say anything that could get him in any kind of trouble where he could get beaten.

Upon seeing that his freak of a nephew wouldn't look him in the eye, or say anything, Vernon chuckled knowing he had won and stomped down the stairs to eat the eventual breakfast Harry would so 'kindly' make for them all.

"About time you made it down here, boy." Vernon grouched, a newspaper in hand, on the couch waiting for his food to be made.

Just as Harry was setting the pan down to cook some eggs, the doorbell rang. "AGH… get the door boy." Vernon said, angered that someone in the neighborhood was interrupting their morning.

Harry tiredly trudged to the door and opened it to see a girl about his age, about his height, rather curvy like some of the girls from school, long brown hair and hazel eyes staring back at him with her arms crossed across her chest, quizzically staring at Harry as if waiting for something.

Harry stared at her in confusion until she suddenly pulled him by the shirt out the door and onto the front porch where she started to pat down his pockets, nodding when finding nothing was out of the ordinary, but noticed amongst Harry's confusion that he winced when she patted the pocket on the side of his right leg and that grew her suspicions.

"You don't look like a criminal like the other neighborhood kids say, scar boy." said the strange girl after a moment, cupping her chin in thought. "I'm new to the neighborhood and many say to stay away from the likes of you, that you're ill-tempered and a criminal, but you don't look like one at all, and I'm pretty sure you would have attacked me for that pat down I just did." She said with a tone that left Harry thinking she was like a mini Mrs. Weasley.

Seeing his look of confusion and embarrassment on his face, the hazel eyed girl shook her head and extended her hand. "The name is Melanie Durgress, and from what I have heard, you are the boy that they call Harry Potter?"

"Yeah…" she pushed her finger against his lips, stopping him from saying anymore, and said something that caused him to nearly run back inside. "Are you being abused, Potter? When I patted the side of your leg you winced, and it felt shaky, are your relatives being horrid to you?" Harry had to wonder how this girl could be so smart, nearly rivaling Hermione, or Ginny, in the sense of being able to see right through him and notice something was wrong.

"Uh…"

"BOY. What is taking you so long?" Vernon's voice roared from the living room out into the yard.

"Did he just call you… Boy?" Melanie asked curiously, thought concerned as to what that implication meant to her suspicions.

"Who are you, girl? Are you trying to seduce my freak of a nephew?" Vernon snarled from the front door, his fists quivering from where he stood, his face turning a dark shade of purple. "You are new around here, I suppose. I've seen you around… just don't come to my door again UNLESS you are here for my son." growled the fat man, walking out into the yard, yanking Harry back by the collar of his shirt and throwing him through the door.

"Jesus Christ, dude, you don't have to be so harsh to him…" Melanie, horrified, yelled at Vernon after slapping his arm and grit her teeth at him. "That's child abuse, I'll have you know." she spat out, angered that something like this was happening to a kind boy like him, as well as all the lies being thrown around about him. She has barely met Harry and already felt as though he'd do better anywhere but stuck in this house.

"And?" Vernon smirked at the teen girl. "What are you going to do about it? No one will believe you after everything my wife and I have reported around the neighborhood." the man spat in her face as he laughed.

"So it is a lie? Where does he actually go then, walrus?" She instantly regretted calling him that as he stopped laughing and looked at her, a glare on his face that suggested he would have killed her if he could get away with it, and pointed down the road. "Go back home. NOW girl."

Vernon quickly ran back into the house and slammed the door to not allow her to see anything else, stomped into the kitchen and grabbed Harry by the hair, throwing him to the ground. "If I see you talking to that girl again, you will get a beating ten times worse than the ones I give you. At your school, yes, you can talk to girls as that is your world… but here…" he pointed around them. "Is my world. The normal world, and, since you are under my roof, what I say goes."

"Yes, Uncle Vernon." he replied monotonously, not at all afraid of him raising his voice. In response, Vernon narrowed his eyes. "Good response freak. Forget making breakfast. Go to your room." he said calmly, Petunia swiftly entering the kitchen to finish the rest of what Harry had started herself.

"If I hear a peep to anyone but your owl, you are getting a beating, Potter." Vernon shouted enough for Harry to hear as the wizard walked upstairs.

However, outside overhearing all of this was Melanie. She was eavesdropping through the mail slot and wanted to shout out in glee that she was right, but decided to retreat back home to formulate a plan to get Harry out of there and away from his relatives for good. As she got a good enough distance away from the house, she casually started walking, but noticed Dudley and his gang across the street punching someone for money, and decided to walk faster as her house was 3 houses down.

"Hey, Dudley, let's beat her up for her money…" she heard a stuff nosed kid ask with a laugh that sounded like his nose was plugged. She turned to see all the boys looking at her, but Dudley whacked the one that had asked that question across the head. "We don't do that to girls… let's go…"

Melanie breathed a sigh of relief as she walked into her house safe and sound...

Monday, August 14th, 1995

Later that day at about 11:00 AM, Vernon told Harry that because he had been talking with others about what was happening here, he and Hedwig would be denied food for a week. So, to counter that, Harry wrote a note to the Weasley's to take care of Hedwig until the school year started and took her to the window. "See you at school, girl."

Hedwig, after gazing at him for a few more seconds, took off into the sky towards where she could sense the Weasley's to be. Her owner refused to feel hurt at how quickly she had flown away from him when given the option; the important thing was that at least Hedwig was safe from whatever the Dursleys were going to do after that 'defiance'.

Refusing to think about how that meant he'd lost his only means of emotional support, Harry went to sit on his bed for some shut-eye, trying to ignore his growling stomach and seemingly increasing sense of loneliness to focus on something more pleasant, such as his growing interest in Cho Chang.

"Harryyyyyy Pottttteeerrrr…"

"Come to me…."

"You best watch yourself Harrrryyyy… Dumbledore can't protect you indefinitely…"

Harry woke up a few hours later, at least what felt like a few hours later. It was 1:00 in the afternoon, and he was sweating from the nightmare he had, but luckily he didn't appear to have screamed as his aunt and uncle weren't at his door demanding he be quiet. Sitting up on the bed, he bent over and wrapped his arms around himself, trying to give himself some sense of comfort in the absence of anyone else to offer it.

He didn't care if some people might have called him out for basically wanting an adult around at his age; he just wanted someone to give him back a sense of security...

"Say now… what have we here?" came a voice from the window. Quickly grabbing his wand, Harry looked in the direction of the speaker, but lowered the wand when he saw a snake halfway through his window. The snake might be large, but something in its tone seemed too friendly for it to be an agent of Voldemort, even if Harry couldn't imagine his enemy sending someone else to kill him rather than doing it himself.

"Hehe, you are him." the snake said in delight, moving further into the room.

"Who are you?" Harry asked, unaware that, despite this being a snake, he was still talking to it in English rather than Parseltongue.

"I am the snake you freed from the zoo a few years back by accident. The glass disappeared, and your fat family member fell in and was trapped," explained the dark green snake, coiling onto Harry's bed to make himself comfortable. "I've been out exploring the world, eating wild animals that can fit down my throat, and when I saw you at your window earlier letting your bird go, it took me a while to realize that you were the boy who released me all those years ago. But when I peeked in earlier, I saw you were asleep, so I thought to be generous and not wake you…"

"Right…" Harry said, nodding tentatively at the snake, even as his eyes scanned the snake to confirm its identity. It had obviously been a while since their last brief meeting, but as far as Harry could tell, the pattern of the snake's scales matched the one he'd released, and there was something familiar in the voice…

The part of him that still remembered the lessons of the alleged Mad-Eye Moody was trying to remind him of the need for 'Constant Vigilance', but the rest of him was just relieved to have a conversation with someone for the first time since Hogwarts where the other party wasn't basically yelling orders at him or calling him a freak.

'Besides, nobody really knows about the snake… even Ron and Hermione just know that it happened… this has to be real…'

As though sensing the thoughts going through Harry's mind, the snake extended the tip of his tail to Harry with an expression that Harry could only compare to a tentative smile.

"My name is Juno, self-named, mind you," the snake introduced himself, a sense of gratitude in his voice.

Harry smiled at the snake, who seemed friendly enough. "Nice to see you again, Juno."

"Likewise…" the snake trailed off, looking prompting at Harry.

"Oh." Harry gasped, realizing he hadn't said his name yet. "My name is Harry Potter."

Shaking his head with a silent chuckle, the snake thought his new friend's name over. "Harry Potter? Curious name indeed. Say, how did the glass all those years ago vanish?"

Juno was not aware of magic existing, and so he was very confused how the glass vanished, and even now was still as confused as ever when asking the question. All of this chatter was just to buy time to build Harry's trust in him before pulling out his delightful calling card that would send Harry into what felt like a whole new world of wonder.

Should he tell him? It's not like the snake was a muggle, so would it even matter? Harry didn't think so, so after a moment's debate with his inner thoughts, he decided to go with it.

"Magic." he said like it was obvious. "Magic exists in this world, and I am a wizard. Though, it can be stressful due to it feeling like everyone wants me to basically dump the whole world on my shoulders…" his shoulders slumped as he sighed in annoyance from thinking of it.

"Oh?" the snake said, wincing at just how excited that last word had sounded. While he liked the implications of that description, particularly if it would give his old acquaintance an even better reason to trust him, he didn't want to tip his hand too early. Fortunately, his new friend didn't seem to notice the eagerness in that tone of his.

Deciding to take a risk, Juno wrapped one single loose coil around Harry's waist and pulled him over to sit on a pile of his coils. "Here… sit a while." the snake suggested to his friend.

Harry, instead, laid back, snuggling into the coils. "Wow… this feels great." He wouldn't admit it to the snake he was hoping to be a friend, but the feeling of the cool coils reminded him of his feelings for Cho, the way it felt so pleasant to just let his mind drift and think of her, a smile on his face at the idea of being able to just sit back and picture something pleasant…

Noticing the growing smile on Harry's face, his new friend could barely restrain a satisfied chuckle at just how fast Harry came to trust him. If all went well, hopefully he would soon be able to give Harry a taste of his own power...

"Are we friends, Juno?" Harry asked after a few moments, finding the right position in the coil bed offered to him by the kind snake. When he turned his head slightly, he found that the snake was smiling at him, and couldn't help but smile back, appreciating the comfort and peace provided by the coils underneath him.

"Of course, Harry. I won't let anyone harm you…" he said with such conviction that for some reason Harry's heart skipped a beat, but pushed that aside; Juno was just a friend… albeit a good one… one who was actually here where everyone else seemed fine leaving him alone after the terrifying sight of Voldemort's resurrection...

"Really?" the teen asked cautiously.

"Yes." Juno nodded, taking another risk to pet Harry's unruly hair, smiling as he saw Harry's eyes briefly slip shut from the soothing sensation, spurring the snake to continue the gesture.

"That's great… maybe…" Harry stopped talking, trying to give himself the chance to think for a moment, but the petting of his hair made it hard to concentrate. Just as the coils made such a comfortable bed, it felt… nice… to have someone caringly caress his hair… so unlike how Aunt Petunia would yank him around by it to give him a new haircut...

"...Maybe I should take you to school, Hogwarts, with me…" Harry said, though really tried to to think of anything else to say as he nodded off to sleep. Juno chuckled as he piled a few coils over Harry's body to keep him comfortable and went to sleep with him too.

"My surprise will wait for later." Juno whispered to himself as he closed his eyes. "Sleep tight Harry…"

Harry smiled in his sleep. "You too, Juno…"

Meanwhile, at Grimmauld Place, the house of Black, the Weasley's had just received Harry's letter and the only one who reacted the most to it was Ginny. The young redhead was beyond upset that her crush was being treated that way and that he had to stay away from them for the rest of the summer, and ran up to her temporary room that she happened to be sharing with Hermione.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" Hermione asked her, confused at Ginny's response, after she followed the other girl up to their room. "Michael Corner, right? The Ravenclaw boy you met at the Yule Ball?"

"I just fucking wish someone would HELP him," Ginny replied as she plopped down on the bed, choosing not to respond to the question about Michael. "For goodness' sake, he is so sweet and doesn't deserve all the torture…"

"I know," Hermione observed with a brief smile, a knowing gleam in her eyes that suggested to Ginny she was fully aware of what the redhead wasn't saying out loud. "And we'll help him when we all return to Hogwarts. Who knows? Maybe someone is helping him right now… think about that for now."

Ginny sighed. "I… you are right, Hermione. You always are." She smiled at her best friend as they walked back downstairs to rejoin everyone.

Monday, August 14th, 1995

"What a great sleep…" Harry murmured, awaking in the coils of his new friend, not at all surprised that even more coils were piled on top of him. No wonder he was so comfortable. He didn't wish to move at all. Maybe Juno could be his new bed, if he was OK with that.

"Are you thinking of me being your new bed?" Juno asked, seemingly aware of exactly what Harry was thinking about down to a T. "Yes, of course, I'll allow that."

Harry blushed at having his thoughts discerned so easily. "Thanks, Juno…"

"You are quite welcome, Harry."

The sunset was spilling into the room, bathing the room in a reddish glow, glistening off of Juno's scales, making Harry think he looked amazing like that.

"So… what is it you'd like to do Juno?" Harry asked after a moment of awkward silence. "I'm being punished, so I doubt my aunt and uncle will come up and see what I'm up to…"

"I have a silly idea…" Juno said, covertly looking away from Harry as he spoke, hiding the smirk on his face at what he was about to propose while projecting an exaggerated sense of boredom into his voice. "We could have a staring contest…?"

Harry pondered on that thought for a moment until he nodded. "Sure. I don't mind."

Juno turned to face him with a smile. "Excellent. Let me just set you on the floor." Juno uncoiled Harry to allow him to stand up on the floor and turned to face him. Harry sat on his knees and looked up at his new serpentine friend.

Juno nodded his head and patted Harry on the head with a deep chuckle. "Ok, if I win this contest, you have to come with me away from this hellhole."

"Ok." Harry nodded, not seeing anything wrong with that at the moment; even if the snake won, he wasn't sure what Juno could do about his situation that would make leaving a safe idea, but the offer was at least appreciated. "And if I win, you come to Hogwarts with me to scare off my bullies, deal?" Extending his hand, Harry kept eye contact with the dark green snake, who extended his tail tip and shook on it.

He kept his normal smile, but on the inside he was laughing joyfully. 'You may think you are just coming with me, but there is more to it than that, Harry.'

"Ok… begin." Juno said, keeping the ruse up for a few more seconds. Harry quickly looked into the yellow eyes of his friend, smirking, thinking he was going to win this game.

"You won't win." Harry confidently spoke, not knowing about the trick up his friend's sleeve.

"Oh?" Juno challenged, his eyes shrinking to mere pinpricks before bursting out into a variety of rainbow-colored spirals. "What do you have to say about you winning now?"

Harry didn't react when the spirals began, thinking he was seeing things until he tried to blink, but at that moment found out that he couldn't even move a muscle but lean forward.

"Yesss that'ssss it, Harry. Don't be sssshy. Lean closssser." Juno purposely extended his s's in order to have Harry relax.

The young wizard still couldn't figure out what was happening, all he knew was that he had to get closer, and the hiss from his friend just relaxed him in a different way.

"Er… what's h-happening, Juno?" Harry asked, his eyes twitching, trying to close them from the odd sensation occurring all over his body by just staring into his new friend's remarkable eyes. "I can't loo-look away…"

"That's good. You shouldn't look away." He reinforced that demand by wrapping a coil around Harry's head to make his resistance less of an issue. "Don't you want to continue staring? To let yourself continue to feel so… pleasurable...?"

Harry continued to stare as he was told, oddly the demand to do so made him want to keep looking, without fully questioning why he had to. As his green eyes vanished, only to be replaced by the same spirals in the snake's eyes, Harry tried to look away once more. "N-No… w-what ar-are you doing… I-I-I…"

Juno pushed them face to face now, letting the colors have more of an effect on the young teen's mind, and his eyes widened in fascination at the colors. Something about them made him just want to forget everything and trust this snake so deeply...

"How much do you trust me, Harry?"

"I trust you a lot, Juno… I trust you with my life…" Harry had no true idea why he was saying that, but this close to the spiraling eyes, it was hard to come up with any other coherent thought beyond the words currently being 'projected' through the fog in his mind.

Trust Juno.

Obey Juno.

Love Juno.

Trust the snake who'd shown him his first true kindness in over a month… obey the snake who hadn't forced him to work while he was starving… love the snake who'd shown him such comfort...

Satisfied that his old savior had received the message properly, the snake let Harry fall back a bit to stare at him from a distance and began to toy with his mind by swinging his head back and forth, forcing his friend's gaze to follow his spiraling eyes as if his life depended on it.

"Yes… stare, Harry, stare. Look deep into my eyes and discover where you truly belong." Juno told him passionately. He watched as Harry blushed a little, hearing his tone, and chuckled. "You are blushing? Hehehe nice. I can't wait until you obey me…"

"O-obey you?" Harry replied in a horrified tone, the shock of which nearly reduced the spirals in Harry's eyes to nothing as his head came to a halt. He was so close to looking away that his left eye returned to normal as it lost eye contact with the snake, but Juno acted quickly and swiveled his head to look Harry directly in both eyes once again.

"Oh… no…" Harry quickly shut his eyes tightly, his resistance becoming an annoyance to Juno, who looked down a little sadly. "What's wrong Harry? I thought we were playing a game…"

"Screw your sick game…" Harry began, his mind forcing down the pleasurable sensations now that his eyes were closed, a bitter edge to his voice as he addressed the snake. "All that crap about 'obeying' you; you just want control of my mind, don't you? UNCLE VER-!"

He was silenced by Juno slapping his tail over Harry's mouth to silence him. "Don't call out for anyone to come for you." the snake said, his tone verging on anger, even as there was still a sense of comfort in his words. "Open your eyes."

"Mmmmffff…" Harry shook his head.

"Fine… I won't control you," he smirked, removing the coil from Harry's mouth even as he kept his eyes in spirals. It was a simple lie, but with Harry already so lonely and desperate for some form of support after over a month basically on his own, his need for comfort was great enough that he wanted to believe Juno's words. As a result, the moment Harry cautiously opened his eyes, a brief glimpse of the spirals was enough to bring him back under Juno's power before he could close them again, his mind quickly drawn back into the sense of pleasure offered by Juno's gaze. "There? Isn't that better?"

"N-No…" Harry said, his fists clenched, even as the enforced eye contact prevented him from turning away from Juno's gaze. "W-what kind of f-friend… a-are you?"

Juno remained silent for that question, instead using more power on Harry's eyes. "Listen, Harry, I'm just trying to help you." he explained impatiently. "Can't you see that?"

"Help…?" Harry whispered, even as the focused, hypnotic gaze started to cut deeper into the black-haired teen's head. "You want… to h-help me…?" There was a small frown on Harry's forehead around his eyebrows, but his mouth, almost without his awareness, was being drawn up into a look of awe, his eyes twitching as though they weren't sure what expression to go along with.

"Quite a strong will you have, Harry. You wouldn't mind if I broke it, would you? You don't need it in my company." After he said that, Juno increased the speed of the spirals to get Harry to cease his resistance.

Unfortunately, it caused even more resistance within him. Harry knew what it felt like to be controlled and manipulated by others, so used to resisting being used like that he couldn't properly process that this was a form of control he would enjoy being under.

"I'm n-not going to f-follow y-your c-commands…" he gritted his teeth and managed to nearly shut his eyes again.

"Please Harry…" Juno replied like he was begging. It was a small moment, but when Harry was always so committed to trying to help others, and Juno had spent the last few hours offering more support than he'd received for over a month, that little plea was enough to reach something in Harry. As though a part of him wanted to thank the snake for helping him, his eyes were now fixed open as he looked at the spiraling colors, unable to make himself look away or close his eyes again.

"D-don't do this… I have friends… a crush… a godfather…" Harry begged, losing the thoughts he was trying to say, barely able to say them.

"And yet all three of those parties you mentioned haven't even lifted a finger to remove you from this hellhole," Juno observed. "Whereas I am right here, and oh so willing to take you away from all this…"

Again, Harry attempted to shut his eyes, but Juno quickly moved closer to his face, causing Harry's eyes to widen as they automatically tried to take in more spirals.

"Do you really want to stay here? Feel the pressure of the whole world on your shoulders? Have someone else worry about that for a change." Juno said before he petted Harry's hair once again. "Do you really think you'll live past your school years with everything that is going on? Yes, I have heard of your struggles when I was hiding somewhere from a snake named Nagini two years back… you are in trouble." Harry gasped at the mention of the snake he'd seen with Voldemort in his dreams, but couldn't make an effort to thrash around. "Just let me help you…"

After another few moments, Juno made a tough decision. He looked Harry straight in the eyes, thinking this was the only option, and whispered to him. "Forget about your crush, friends and any remaining family you have left." The snake looked pained to have to ask this of him, but if he was to get the results he wanted, then this was the only option. "Only think about those words going through your head right now, and feel the intense pleasure rising in your body…"

'Forget everyone…? N-No…' Harry thought, feeling his thoughts and memories draining as he tried to hold on to them all.

Cho Chang came to mind first. Her beautiful face smiling at him back on the train ride to his 4th year. Her dark locks flowing behind her as he walked. Cho's angelic laugh when he spat water out on accident when he stared at her during the ball last year… he was losing all those thoughts… did she even exist to him now? No… he was attracted to someone else… but those thoughts were coming and going. Was this his true attraction that these thoughts were referring to...?

'I don't want to forget…'

He was forgetting his first memory of meeting Ron… it was nothing but words. "Do you mind if I sit with you? Everywhere else is full…" Harry couldn't remember if it had been in a plane or a train. All of their first year as friends was completely muddled in his brain now, second and third year beginning to fog up as well… the last memory the mesmerized teen could think of was their separation and fights last year... then his thoughts were cleared of Ron completely, he forgot that the youngest son of the Weasley's even existed now…

'I won't forget… I can't forget…'

George and Fred were two people he wished to never forget due to their humor, though it was becoming very hard to think about what their last prank had been. The memories of them were fading faster than the last, all the fun they all had together only for it to go down the metaphorical drain and the last thought of them talking to him was when they told him good luck at the end of the school year when they got off the train, looking at him with a sad expression… they were some true friends…

"Please… s-stop Ju-Juno…" Harry begged, tightening his fists, trying as hard as he could to look away from the ensuing spirals, sending his mind in a chaotic frenzy of thoughts of peace and bliss. These thoughts were becoming very tempting for the Boy-Who-Lived to just embrace like an old friend…

"I can't Harry. Just follow the instructions I gave you…" Juno now sounded like he was regretting this action, but it had to be done in order to ensure Harry had a better life with him.

As he attempted to turn his head away, thoughts of his other best friend, the girl who he thought of as a sister, came into his mind. Hermione. The book loving nerd who he loved like a sister helping him out so many times, and her constant fights with… who? He couldn't remember, but every adventure they had together was becoming lost in the fog, while the only adventure that Harry could remember having with her, as he tried to fight back against Juno's power, was their Time Turner adventure to rescue Sirius… but as he thought of that memory it quickly vanished into nothing, forgetting that the brown haired, bookworm, and kind girl ever existed like the others.

Harry attempted at last to turn his head away, but nothing changed, it was as if he could still see the spirals, he was breathing heavily as his body was beginning to be aroused by the coils, the soft voice of Juno and the pleasure building up in his body. He felt betrayed by his body when he felt his manhood begin to throb.

"P-please…?" Harry uttered, but it was no use. Without being fully aware of it, he turned his head back to look at the spirals out of pure need, drinking in the colors of the rainbow… the rest of those he thought about, the memories of them beginning to fade even further away except for one...

Percy Weasley… who had been such a stuffy rule's boy, but capable of such minor moments of levity and support like his vote in the Second Task…

'I need them…'

Angelina Johnson and Katie Bell… such talented Quidditch players and friends...

'My team…'

Oliver Wood, obsessed with Quidditch but so humble about his own abilities...

'My friends…'

Neville, so shy and awkward, but with a strength to him that even Neville wasn't always aware of...

Seamus Finnegan and Dean Thomas… some of the greatest people he has ever known… some of the best roommates too…

'My… they weren't here…'

Cedric Diggory, a kind-hearted young man who'd died a tragic, pointless death for being in the wrong place at the wrong time...

Hagrid, the gentle giant who'd brought him into the wizarding world in the first place...

'They couldn't be here…'

Molly Weasley, the woman who'd been the closest equivalent to a mother he'd ever had...

Arthur Weasley, an eccentric man with a childish fascination with the muggle world...

'They left me here…'

Lily Evans Potter, the mother he'd never known, who had died to save him...

James Potter, whose best friends had done their best to protect Harry in his memory...

'They're gone…'

Sirius Black, kept out of Harry's life for so long by a series of bad decisions...

Remus Lupin, haunted by a curse that exiled him from most of wizarding society through no fault of his own...

'Juno… Juno's here…'

Ginny Weasley… a young girl with such spirit and humor… a girl Harry was only just realizing meant so much to him... This was the person he started to struggle more with not wanting to forget. Ever since he had met her, Ginny Weasley had been like a constant in his life whenever she could fit herself in, and he sort of liked that about her. Before he met… who did he have a crush on earlier? Never mind, he planned on asking her out, but now he wouldn't ever get the chance. After seeing her with someone at the Yule Ball last year, he had begun to acknowledge his feelings for her on some deeper level...

'Master is here…'

Even as a part of Harry's mind still scrambled to hold on to those last few memories, every recollection of Ginny's gorgeous red hair, her delightful figure and angelic smile and laughter was starting to fade, his love for her vanishing in the process. The last thing he could remember of her was her red hair and brown eyes before she too ceased to exist to him, his mind blank and barren as he instantly forgot about his professors and enemies.

'Master is here…'

No one else existed to the teen except for the snake holding him in a loving embrace. That is when he realized that Juno shouldn't just be a friend, but a boyfriend. He loved Juno with all of his heart, and he just wanted to scream it from the rooftops. Nothing felt better than to look into his eyes and know who he belonged with for the rest of his life…

"You are mine… Harry…" Juno said with a loving smile.

Harry began to smile widely, a very loving smile gracing his lips. "Yes, I am yours… Master."

...PING…

After so much resistance, Harry's mind shattered into pieces, his mind empty and full of pleasurable thoughts of his new duty and his master. Nothing felt better than to please him. His smile widened as he felt his pants grow tighter and tighter as he gained an erection and his nipples became as hard as a rock. He couldn't wait to please his master.

Juno knew there would be no coming back for Harry's free will. He was his forever, and the snake wouldn't have it any other way. He knew that he loved Harry Potter after their brief moment of talking all those years ago at the zoo, the first time any being had shown him aid, and now that he had him, Juno couldn't wait to do more with him for years to come.

"How do you feel, sweetheart?" Juno asked, happy to be able to call him that now.

"Mm, wonderful, my Master." Harry replied, staring at him lovingly, waiting for an order or something to please him. "What can I do to please you, Master? My new duty in life is to please you, and make you happy…"

"Well…" Juno said as he stared at the lump in Harry's pants. "For starters, you can take those pants of yours off and expose yourself to me."

Knowing that he was about to please his master sexually made Harry moan in pleasure as he stood up and began to unbutton his pants to reveal his erection to the snake he loved more than anything else in the world.

As Harry unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor, and he grabbed the hems of his underwear, he spoke to his caring and loving Master with such love in his voice. "I am yours to play with, Master."

As he said that, he slid his underwear down his legs to reveal his hardened manhood ready to be played with by his master, a large smile on his face at the knowledge that he had completed his first command as he stood at attention.

After admiring his manhood, Juno tugged at his shirt. "Take this off too, I wish to see your whole body, my servant." Juno hissed in delight, watching his new servant and boyfriend quickly discard his shirt to reveal the athletic body underneath it.

"Astounding Harry. You have a great body."

Blushing, Harry replied. "Thank you, Master. I'm glad you like it. My body is yours…" Juno cut him off by placing a coil lightly around his mouth, not needing to hear what Harry had to say once again. For the moment Harry was essentially responding on automatic, but once his mind had time to properly process Juno's influence he'd gain a degree of 'independence' so that he wouldn't just repeat the default 'commands' straight away.

Juno was staring at the erection between Harry's legs and licked his lips before diving to it, encasing it all in his mouth and bobbing up and down, tickling Harry's balls with the tip of his tail in the process. Harry nearly collapsed from the pleasure, his legs wobbling unsteadily, his breathing picking up as he felt a build up in his erection, it was getting close.

He had never done this by himself before, so the added pleasure of the hypnosis just doubled the effect he was feeling, his eyes nearly closing from the feeling.

"Mas-master… I think I'm going to… ahhhh…" Harry breathed a sigh of pleasure as he felt his load release into the waiting mouth of his master, and it weren't for the snake's quick reflexes, Harry would have ended up on the floor, causing a loud bang to alert others in the house. Luckily, though, Juno caught Harry in a freshly-prepared 'bed' of coils, thick enough to provide a comfortable surface for Harry to land on

"I love you, Master…" Harry replied, snuggling into the coils provided to him.

Withdrawing himself from Harry's erection, licking up the remains from his lips, Juno was about to reply when suddenly the door opened, and he stared at it in shock...

Monday, August 14th, 1995

"Ok…" Melanie breathed as she opened her window to sneak out of her room on the second floor of her house. Her parents had resumed their constant recent bickering, which gave her an opportunity to go and see if she could get Harry out of the Dursley's house. All being well, the argument would last long enough that she would have time to come up with a suitable explanation for why a boy was in her room without her father killing Harry by the time he and her mum became aware of something outside themselves again.

She quickly ran down the street towards the house with a #4, stopped in front of it and looked for a quick way in. However, her hopes were dashed to pieces when noticing the living room TV was still on, meaning the Dursley's were downstairs and could be quite alert.

Well, it was a good thing she brought a paper clip…

Melanie quickly made work of the look, thanking whoever was watching out for her that the lock didn't snap, nor did the door creak. She tiptoed in and shut the door as quietly as possible, and walked up the stairs as quiet as a mouse.

Something made her stomach flop when seeing the first door in the hall had at least five locks on it, which reinforced her low opinion of these people; that many locks was overkill by any definition. With her target chosen, she quickly walked up to the door and began to latch off each lock.

When all locks were disposed of, she smiled to herself and opened the door, only to be greeted with a shocking and disturbing sight.

Harry, naked and smiling as if nothing was wrong in the world, was laying in the coils of a massive snake, who quickly looked at her.

Almost as though it was instinct, Melanie's eyes were swiftly drawn to Harry's manhood, sticking up from between his legs, which looked like it was recently played with due to the white stuff smeared around its top. However, she couldn't let herself think about that for long, as her gaze soon returned to the snake currently spread around the room.

"Oh, perfect. I was hoping to have someone else with Harry and me…." the snake spoke, the voice stunning her so much that she almost didn't register as his tail wrapped around her waist to pull her into the room and shut the door quietly.

"D-did you just speak?" Melanie stuttered, staring wide-eyed at everything that was happening, mind racing with fear. Lost for any better ideas, she turned to look at Harry's face, only for her apprehension to grow when she saw the vacant expression of bliss and the multicolored spirals that now filled his eyes.

'What the hell? Am I dreaming?' Melanie shivered in fear, which only grew when a part of the snake suddenly 'grabbed' her head and moved to bring her closer to his face, his smiling face-

Melanie's instinctive scream of terror was cut short when she saw a few colorful rings go through his eyes, only for them to return to normal. The action itself was strange, but what puzzled her even more was the sudden sense of calm she felt, fighting down her fear as she leaned in towards his face.

"W-What d-did you just do?" she asked, attempting to struggle against the coil around her waist, but it had pinned her arms to her sides tightly. "A-are you going to eat me?" the girl asked, tears starting to form in her eyes.

The snake raised an eyebrow and looked offended with what she had just questioned. "Eat you? No, no. I don't eat people."

"Then… then what do you want with me?" Melanie was trying to remain calm, but fear for her life and concern for what had happened to Harry (why can't I stop looking at his bloody crotch?) was making it impossible to keep a tremor of fear out of her voice.

The snake's tail squeezed her tightly around her waist, making her gasp hard before she felt something- probably his tail- basically rip her pants off, followed by her shirt. Melanie's eyes widened in fear, wondering what this snake had planned for her, and if it was anything like what he had done to Harry, then she was in for it.

"P-please don't… my body isn't worth the sight." She knew that he knew that she was lying, given the way the snake's gaze was now focused on her sizeable chest, concealed only by her bra, but she tried to fight down the urge to panic even as sweat began to form all over her body. "Let me go… please..."

The snake said nothing, but she suddenly noticed his eyes change to a beautiful display of multicolored spirals, like the same burst she had seen before, and her fear quickly shifted to utmost curiosity, leaning forward to get a better look. His eyes felt strangely calming, like they were calling her home, a new home without parents that were continuously fighting… a place where she could feel the bliss she'd seen on Harry's face...

The snake chuckled as he ran a coil through her wavy brown hair. "I thought my new servant should know my name." Even as a part of Melanie felt concern at the idea of being a servant, there was also a strange sense of happiness at hearing that term applied to her...

"It's Juno." the snake finished what he was saying, cutting her off from her thoughts.

Melanie could feel herself smiling, loving the sound of his name. "Juno…" she breathed in delight. "My name is Melanie..." She then realized that she was getting happier by the second after learning his name and tried to struggle. "Wh-what is happening?"

Juno shook his head slightly to force Melanie to follow his gaze like a lost puppy in need of food. In the process of leading her head around like a lost dog, her hazel colored eyes shrank to mere pin pricks. For a moment she looked like a zombie would with no eyes, only for the same multicolored spirals that she had seen in Harry's eyes burst forth from out of nowhere, mimicking his own eyes. "S-something feels wrong… wh-why can't I look away, J-Juno?"

"Relax dear." Juno whispered, massaging her breast through her bra. The snake hoped it would calm her some. "I am only hypnotizing you, soon you will be mine. I have seen you around the neighborhood and have heard you complain that your home life is not so good..." He was very amused, knowing that Melanie wouldn't be able to resist telling him more, even as the caring tone in his voice was intended to make it clear that he felt sorry about her parental issues. "I could take you with me, caring for both you and Harry..."

"Care for me?" Melanie asked, the main part of her mind telling her that it was a good idea, even as a small part of her reacted in fear at the description of what was happening. "D-did you s-say y-you are hypnotizing me? No… no… p-please... Let me keep my mind..."

Even as she spoke, she knew that wasn't going to be the case. She didn't know how this snake was doing… whatever… with his eyes, but she somehow knew that if she couldn't look away, he'd finish whatever he was doing to her… but the brown-haired wasn't going to let him know that anytime soon...

Juno actually was about to break some news to her. "Unlike Harry… your mind won't return to a form of full independence. You'll be a mindless servant wishing to do my bidding. You'll retain some independence, but not much… I'm sorry, but you just don't have the same 'natural advantages' he does..."

Regardless of her own disappearing thoughts, Melanie tried her best not to smile at the thought of his plans with her, but her few small efforts to fight back were pointless as his eyes ensnared her mind.

Her thoughts were rapidly vanishing from her head, even her memories of everyone in her life but Harry. The mindless feeling was coming fast, and the girl was starting to forget why she had initially been afraid of this handsome, kind snake. All her thoughts didn't matter, only those of her new purpose in life were what mattered, and of course, above all else… Juno. He was taking over her thoughts left and right, and it felt magical to her. Being able to leave her parents who constantly fought sounded heavenly to her, to spend a life with an amazing snake...

But she tried once again to fight him as she gritted her teeth to think of something. "Please… don't do this… I-I-I..." Her lips twitching upward as she attempted to beg.

He shook his head in response, once again forcing her to follow his gaze all over again, the small motion pushing her exhausted mind to the brink. "Shush dear. Focus only on the spirals..."

A smile was starting to grow on her face as his fortunate victim continued to struggle against him to no avail. "O-ok I will."

"Yes." he replied quickly. That forked tongue of his flicking out to touch her cheek, a seductive tone in his voice at the end of his sentence. And he quickly tore off her bra and panties, causing Melanie's trust in him to soar higher than ever as she moaned before responding. "I trust you so much… I… Love… You… Master"

That was it.

That was the moment her mind broke as he played with her D cup breasts, her nipples hardened and her vagina wet for either him or Harry to enter.

Nothing but thoughts of serving her master and being there for Harry sexually when allowed remained in her empty head as the hypnosis broke her mind in the most pleasurable of ways. Juno's hypnotic gaze, still staring into her eyes, sent her deeper and deeper under his spell, never again allowing her free will to return to power over her mind.

As Juno played with her breasts, Melanie's body sagged, a large goofy smile growing on her face as a coil collar wrapped her neck and squeezed tightly, cutting off her air for a few moments.

"ULP." But a pleasured smile returned to her face as he released the pressure and laid her and Harry together in his coils to take them somewhere safe.

As they left through the window, no other thoughts of resistance filled her mind as a loud sound came from within her head as he carried them off to their new fate together somewhere in the forest.

...PING...

Friday, September 1st, 1995

"Hey, Hermione, someone is obviously missing." Ginny pointed out as they walked through the hall of the Hogwarts Express.

"Who might that be?" Ron interjected, eating a chocolate frog, not even looking into every compartment like the girls were doing.

The train had just left the platform and everyone who had come were under the impression that Harry was hiding on the train, but that thought began to dwindle as they entered the second to last train car and still no sign of Harry.

"Harry, you moron." Ginny rolled her eyes as she and Hermione walked forward faster to get to the end of the train.

Meanwhile…

Professor Albus Dumbledore was enjoying a nice morning drinking tea, reading over concerned letters from many guardians of students about the sanity of Harry Potter. He had the Ministry on his back, he didn't need parents after him as well.

Suddenly, the door opened to reveal the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, holding a tea cup as she smiled at the headmaster.

"Good afternoon, headmaster." Dolores said sweetly, nothing in her tone at all delightful to the older man.

"Professor Umbridge. Hello…" but the due were cut off as the door open again opened with a wall shuttering slam and in walked the greasy haired potion's professor, Severus Snape where he proceeded to slam his hands down on the desk, startling the two of them, as well as Fawkes and the portraits. "YOU PROMISED ME, ALBUS, THAT YOU WOULD PROTECT THE BOY. HE. IS. MISSING." Snape snarled at the old man behind the desk.

"Missing? What do you mean, Professor Snape? Who's missing?" Dolores was determined to know about the dealings between the two about protecting someone, but Dumbledore instantly got a grim look on his face as he stood up, his chair screeching behind him.

"Did you check #4?" he had to make sure Severus wasn't just talking about the train.

Snape nodded. "YES. Potter is gone; the only thing left in his room are his clothes, which includes his glasses. The Dursley's have no idea what happened to the godforsaken boy, and there is even evidence that a muggle girl from the same area vanished around the same time."

Umbridge threw her hands in the air in exasperation. "Is that who we're talking about here, is it? That good for nothing liar, Harry Potter?"

Dumbledore seethed as he turned to the woman directly. "You may have authority to snoop by the right of the minister… but there will be no vocal harassment of my students. Leave the room, Dolores." the headmaster asked, his voice low as he pointed to the door.

"Hmph." Umbridge replied with her squeaky giggle, quickly exited only to turn around to say something about a warning when the door slammed shut in her face with little to no regard if it hit her in the nose.

"Are you saying Potter ran away with a girl?" Dumbledore asked his most faithful ally as he paced the room.

Snape shook his head as he withdrew from his robes pocket, a letter, which had a very familiar name inscribed on it. "I highly doubt the boy would run away with some muggle girl when I found this letter in his dresser addressed to a girl he knows." as he tossed it on the desk, Dumbledore walked over to look at it and his eyes widened.

"Ginny Weasley?" Dumbledore breathed in a sharp intake of breath. He and Snape both knew Potters and redheads always ended up together in the end, and knew that his brief infatuation with the Chang girl would run its course.

"If he intended to give this to her, why hide it?" asked the black haired professor, eyeing Dumbledore quizzically.

"I am uncertain." Dumbledore hung his head, unsure on how to proceed with this information. With his key weapon against the forces of darkness, they will have for sure lost everything… unless…

"Severus, when the train arrives tonight, escort Hermione Granger, Ronald and Ginny Weasley, and Neville Longbottom up here. I have something to discuss with them." Albus spoke to his ally and friend urgently.

Snape eyed him cautiously, his blank expression turning to a look of curiosity. "Do you intend to tell them the truth?"

The room was eerily quiet until Dumbledore took a long breath, nodding his head once as he looked into the eyes of Snape. "Yes…"

Friday, September 1st, 1995

Later that night, as the students Dumbledore wished to have an audience with walked through the Entrance Hall, they were approached by Snape. "You four are to report to the Headmaster's office immediately… it's urgent." Snape added at the end, spinning on his heels to head into the Great Hall for the Sorting ceremony.

Ginny raised an eyebrow as they walked towards the Headmasters office.

"Do you think it has something to do with Harry?" Neville, who had been filled in on his absence on the train ride, asked out of curiosity as they passed Filch, who eyed them in disgust.

"Possibly." Hermione shrugged, ignoring the look from the man.

Ginny remained silent the whole way up. Her thoughts were running a mile a minute about every possible scenario that could have happened to her Harry… to Harry. From in her breast, the redhead's heart beat rapidly in fear of what could have happened to him.

Neville, seeing how distraught she looked, placed an arm around her shoulder. Ginny smiled at him, and the other two couldn't help but notice a spark of interest in Neville's eyes, but he quickly shook it off.

'Pull yourself together, Neville…' the brown-haired teen inwardly moaned at his dilemma. 'She has a boyfriend… and a crush on Harry…'

His thoughts briefly lost in self-recrimination, they walked up to the stone gargoyle blocking their path to Dumbledore's office. They didn't even need to say the password as it leaped aside, allowing them entrance, knowing they were summoned urgently by the headmaster.

Neville gripped Ginny's hand out of nervousness, and immediately let go and blushed from doing so out of nowhere. She didn't have feelings for him, Neville knew that, they were just really good friends after the Yule Ball last year, but nothing romantic. He didn't understand why he was acting like this around her.

As the gang arrived at the door to the Headmasters office, they couldn't help but overhear voices as the door opened without them knocking and there was Minister Fudge standing with a short and plump, pink clothed woman with brown hair and Head Auror Amelia Bones. None of them noticed the students were noticed by the group.

"If what you showed me is a fact, Dumbledore, then our world will truly be lost without Potter." Fudge said, a hint of fear and of regret for harassing him all summer. Umbridge didn't look at all ashamed, more like she had a little smirk on her face, while Amelia Bones looked as white as a sheet.

"Horcuxes, Albus? Seven of them, one being the scar possibly?" Amelia asked with a shaking body as she stepped forward.

"Six now." Dumbledore spoke for the first time since, showing the three the memories of that of Tom Riddle. "I went to the Dursley's before calling you all here… there was an evil presence in the air that seemed to not know where to go…" he turned to his right and nodded his head. "Thank you, Horace, for coming on such short notice."

Another man came into the light who happened to be hiding from the sight of the students. "Y-yes Albus. I-I hated thinking of those memories once a-again. I should have never told Tom about those…" the past professor stated warily.

"Yes, but the matter is that you did, and we have a mass murderer on the loose. You aren't in any trouble, Slughorn." said Amelia to the shock of Fudge and Umbridge. "That bastard in his youth did seem like a master manipulator…" Bones added at the end, causing the other two of her companions to nod their heads that it was true.

Just then Dumbledore noticed the requested four students, and quickly ended the adults' discussion. "Now my friends, if you don't mind, I have some other people I must discuss certain matters with."

"Of course…" Fudge seemed rather unsure, before turning to Umbridge. "Come Dolores, due to this matter being revealed as a fact we must inform the Ministry, and Madam Bones I am placing you as the DADA teacher here this year."

The smirk on the plump woman's face fell, turning into a look of anger directed towards the head auror, a look that no one in the room missed.

"NOW, Dolores." Fudge raised his voice from the fireplace before he vanished back to the Ministry, shortly followed by Umbridge.

Auror Bones quickly exited the room to go sit at the head table in the Great Hall and smiled at the students as she walked out quickly to go make the Sorting Ceremony.

"Headmaster?" Hermione asked, watching as he paced a few moments before bringing the pensieve over to the four of them

After explaining to them what this was said to do, they all stuck their heads in, resurfacing after about ten minutes, all but Dumbledore looking as white as a sheet.

"My god…" Ginny gasped, hugging herself, shaking from the news, accepting a light hug from Ron and Hermione.

"That bastard… he… he needs to be stopped…" Hermione said after they all disengaged from the hug. Everyone stared at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world, making the brown haired girl blush.

"Yes, that is why…" Dumbledore walked over to the case that he had gotten the magical object from and closed it back in. "...You four need to go on a mission to destroy each and every horcrux when I am prepared to start you on your journey."

"Us?" they all said at once, Ron and Hermione thinking it was because of all they had been through with Harry.

Seeing the two share a look, Dumbledore sat down in a heap, wishing to not have to share the next information, but he had to…

"Shortly before Harry was born, there was a prophecy… it spoke about a boy who would be born at the end of July… a boy with the power to end him. He chose Harry… but there is another who matches the criteria of that prophecy." he let that sink in before turning his sights on the only non-redheaded boy in the room. "Mr. Longbottom… you were the other boy born at the end of July…"

"Oh hell…" Neville took a few steps back, knowing what Dumbledore was insinuating. "However…" Dumbledore began. "It also spoke of a girl who'd help the chosen one through their love. She would be one of seven…" the old, bespectacled man turned his gaze onto Ginny. "And the only one."

"Double hell…" Ginny's eyes widened.

"However, as Neville isn't the chosen one, I see no reason in him being the sole one to stop Voldemort. Ms. Weasley, it may not have been now, but you and Harry would have eventually ended up together, and with your love it would have defeated the Dark Lord."

"But… I have…"

"A boyfriend? I am aware, but I am also aware of your deeper feelings regarding Harry." Dumbledore smiled at her blushing face. "But who's to say about the future? I am aware of your deeper connection to Harry. Do it for him, for the love of your friends and family."

"What are you saying…" Ginny asked, walking past her brother and friends, to sit in the chair in front of his desk.

"As of earlier today when Harry went missing, Ginny… for lack of a better candidate, you… are the new Chosen One…"

The information that now Ginny was the chosen one hit everyone, but her, rather hard. To Ginny, this new information actually seemed interesting and had a responsibility. She didn't wish to have Harry's fame, but now it was inevitable.

"When does my mission begin?" the redheaded 14-year-old asked with such conviction.

"When the time is right, I shall call upon you all… but for now… try to enjoy this school year the best you can…" the headmaster managed a weak smile.

"By the way…" Ginny asked him as she rose from the chair. "About my underage magic restriction…"

Dumbledore held up his hand to stop her from talking any further on the subject. "It has been lifted. I asked Fudge to do so because I know this mission will happen before you turn 17."

Ginny smiled and nodded, but before she could follow everyone else out, Dumbledore addressed once more. "Ms. Weasley… stay a moment…"

"You guys go on ahead…" Ginny told them as the door shut, and she walked back over to Dumbledore, pulling a letter out from his desk and gave it to her. "Professor Snape found his letter when searching Harry's room… we thought you'd like to see and know what Harry had to say to you…"

Ginny, curious why Harry would write a letter to her, took it and opened it… what she found made her wish they had a chance to be together as she collapsed back in the chair in tears…

Five years later…

November 15th, 1999…

(If Harry Potter had not gone missing, he and his friends would have found all the horcruxes and defeated Lord Voldemort the morning of May the second, 1998, after which he would go on to become a successful auror, marry Ginny Weasley and have a family together… however, it didn't go down the same way with Ginny, Neville, Ron and Hermione on the hunt… there were some… setbacks along the way that caused the Second Wizarding War to go on another year… and now on the grounds of wizarding school of Beauxbatons in France, the forces of good and evil meet one final time. The night had been full of triumph and loss for both sides. And on this dull morning… the battle will come to a close…)

"DUMBLEDORE'S ARMY… STAND FIRM." Ginny screamed to all of her fellow family, friends, as well as the students of Beauxbatons, and students who were willing to fight from Hogwarts as she walked out of the main doors, stopping Voldemort from shooting a curse at Hermione.

Seeing his enemy at last, Voldemort lowered his wand some. "You have lost Ginny Weasley." Voldemort smirked as he walked to the front of his army. "My followers have wounded and or killed many of your defenders… you only have what? Fifty fighters left at most?" the grey faced man began to laugh. "Without Harry Potter, you are nothing…"

Ginny tightened her fists in rage, looking over her shoulder in tears. They had lost so many tonight… her boyfriend, Dean Thomas, who had saved her from the killing curse fired by Bellatrix. They had also lost Charlie, Neville, Tonks, Remus, Slughorn, Madam Maxim and many more.

"WE AREN'T NOTHING. My boyfriend and brother weren't nothing. They amounted to so much more you bastard… many of my friends died because of you…" she screamed, only to be held back by Sirius and her father as she tried to run at him.

"Hehehehehahahaha, calm down, little princess." Bellatrix sang. "I killed Dean Thomas... I killed Dean Thomas… I killed Dean Thomas… HAHAHAHA."

Ginny broke out of the hold on her and sent a curse so powerful at Bellatrix that the sadistic woman couldn't even push the spell back as it vaporized her and many of the other death eaters standing around her.

Kingsley Shacklebolt, the auror everyone agreed was next in line for the role of Minister of Magic in the UK, could be heard faintly saying. "I'll allow it…"

She turned her attention to Voldemort, and the two began to circle each other, taunting each other.

"Dumbledore made a huge mistake, entrusting his errand girl to defeat me." he laughed.

Ginny eyed the Elder Wand in his hand before turning to the rest of the assembled group. "Stay back. I don't want anyone else dying trying to help me…" Ginny screamed to everyone in a rage, and in the total silence that was only masked by a slight wind, Ginny growled through bared teeth. "I'm sorry, but it has to be like this. I have to defeat this bastard."

Voldemort looked shockingly enraged as he turned to his enemies. "Weasley doesn't mean that. Who will come to her rescue?" his eyes blood-red and wide. "Who will be used as a shield today, like how your boyfriend was, Weasley?"

Ginny's eyes twitched at the mention that she used her boyfriend as a shield before she answered his question. "Nobody." Ginny said simply. "This may come as a surprise to you, but all of your horcruxes are gone. It's just you and me now. Only one of us is going down today, Tom." Ginny spoke in conviction as they continued to circle each other.

"Really? Only one of us?" jeered Voldemort, and his whole body was taut, and his red eyes stared, like a snake who was ready to strike its prey. "Do you foolishly think it'll be you? The girl who was chosen to replace Potter because Dumbledore was pulling the strings, making Harry run away?"

Ginny decided to remain silent, knowing Harry wouldn't have run away because of Dumbledore. Her left eye was slightly swollen, so it was beginning to get hard to see her foe properly out of that eye.

"You are here by accident."

"Accidents?" Ginny snapped. "Was it an accident that I survived being possessed by one of your horcruxes when I was just eleven? An accident that I lost my brother and one of my best friends to your cronies? An accident that my boyfriend died tonight?" That last point had her voice break a bit as tears formed in her eyes.

She and Dean had been together since the end of her fourth year, a few months after Michael broke up with her due to beating his house in Quidditch.

"ACCIDENTS!" Voldemort screamed, but still didn't strike his opponent, and watched as the ground stood petrified on the grounds of this French school of magic. "They were all accident and chance, and the fact that you crouched behind the skirts of greater men and women, and permitted me to kill them for you…"

"What?" Ginny seethed in rage. "I did no such thing. I was actually fighting to stop you, not being a coward."

"Hehehe." her grey face opponent laughed sadistically. "When I'm through with you, your whole family will be the first to die." Voldemort yelled in pleasure, looking over his shoulder at all the gathered Weasley's, who were all concerned and worried about Ginny.

Ginny's eyes fell to slits as she addressed him once more. "No one else is going to die by your hand today." said the redhead as the two circled, and stared into the other's eyes, brown to red. "You will have to get through me if you ever wish to harm them ever again… and that's never going to happen."

He smiled at her before Ginny sighed. "Don't you get it… I was ready to die to stop you, thinking that would help for some reason."

"But you didn't come to me during the cease fire…" Voldemort argued.

"I wanted to… because I had felt like I had nothing left to live for… until I went into the main entrance and saw my family still alive and well… other than Charlie. But my rage and sadness earlier produced a spell powerful enough to shield everyone from your curses. Nothing you can do will hurt them."

As he looked shocked by this information, Ginny continued by raising her wand higher. "You can't torture any one of them. I saw what you tried to do to Hermione before I joined the group after helping my family put MY BROTHER in a body bag… you don't learn from your mistakes, Tom, don't you?"

"You dare…"

Ginny interrupted him with a growl. "YES, I DARE." she said. "I happen to know a lot of things, thanks to Dumbledore and many other great people, Tom Riddle. Would you care to hear some, before you make another blunder?"

The Dark Lord did not speak, but continued to prowl in a circle, and Ginny knew that she had kept him mesmerized at bay temporarily. Voldemort was held back by the smallest possibility that Ginny might indeed know a final secret.

It was then that he spoke. "Don't tell me… is it love again?" said Voldemort, his snake-like face jeering. "Dumbledore's favorite solution to everything, love, which the old man claimed to have conquered death, though love did not seem to stop him from falling from the tower and breaking like an old waxwork? Love, which did not prevent Yaxley from stamping out your dragon loving brother like a cockroach, Weasley… and nobody here today seems to love you much at all to run forward and take my curse. What will stop you from dying when I inevitably strike?"

Ginny smiled. "Oh, maybe just one little thing." she said as they continued to still circle each other like vultures, held apart by nothing but a new secret.

"Is it that you believe love, or a weapon more powerful than mine, will save you?" said Voldemort, flexing the Elder Wand in his hand like a trophy he won.

"Both." Ginny replied, and she saw the shock form across Voldemort's face, though he quickly pushed that concern aside.

Voldemort actually began to laugh, to everyone's shock, the sound was far more frightening than that of his screams; humorless and wicked, and it echoed around the silent courtyard of Beauxbatons.

Voldemort sounded offended once he finished laughing and addressed his enemy once again. "Ginny Weasley, do you think you know more about magic than I do?" gesturing to himself. "Me, Lord Voldemort, who has performed more magic than Dumbledore could ever dream of achieving?"

Ginny nodded to herself. "Oh, he dreamed of it, alright; he just knew that it wasn't worth becoming a cold, ruthless killer like you."

His eyes grew wide, showcasing his ugly, red eyes even more. "HAHA, SO HE WAS WEAK!" Voldemort screamed at her. "Dumbledore was too weak to even dare to take what was his, which is now my own."

"Nah." Ginny shook her head and smirked, despite the urge to frown. "Dumbledore was just more clever, and a better wizard and man, than you will ever be."

"Weasley, Dumbledore is dead by my hand."

"You are actually wrong." She replied to him. For the first time since the duo began to circle, the crowd stirred as they breathed in a gasp all at once.

Voldemort looked appalled by her saying that to him. "He's dead… I have seen his marble tomb, Weasley. The old fool will never return." Voldemort stated as he swiped his hand through the air.

"You are right, Tom." said Ginny calmly, "But you didn't kill him yourself, nor did anyone who follows you kill him… he chose his own manner of leaving behind this life. Not only that, but he chose it months before he died, and told me and my friends about it just so we knew. Dumbledore arranged the whole thing with a man you thought was your servant."

"Wait what?" Voldemort spat in confusion, his blood-red eyes never wavering from Ginny's own brown eyes.

"Severus Snape wasn't yours…" said Ginny. "Snape was Dumbledore's from the moment you started to hunt down Lily Potter. And you never ever realized it, because of the thing you fail to understand correctly. Did you ever see Snape cast a patronus? I bet not…"

Voldemort did not answer her. They continued to circle each other like wolves about to tear each other limb from limb.

"Snape's Patronus was a doe the same as Lily Potter's actually, because Snape happened to love her for nearly all of his life, from the time when they were children. You should have realized," Ginny told him as she saw the old snake face nostrils flare. "If I remember what he told me correctly, Snape asked you to spare Lily's life, did he not?"

"That fool desired the mudblood, that was all," Voldemort sneered. "But when she had gone, he agreed that there were other pure blooded women, who were worthy of him..."

"Of course… of course Snape told you that," Ginny whispered before saying it louder, rolling her eyes. "However, after you threatened Lily's life, he became a spy for Dumbledore's, and had been working against your movement ever since! Dumbledore was already dying when he ordered Snape to kill him!"

"Stop talking, Weasley; it matters not!" shrieked Voldemort, who had followed every word with rapt attention, but now let out a cackle of wicked laughter. "It matters not whether Snape was a loyal follower of mine or Dumbledore's, or what petty obstacles they tried to put in my path of immortality! I crushed them as I crushed everyone else in my path."

Before Ginny could respond, Voldemort continued. "That old crack pot fool was trying to keep the most powerful wand, the Elder Wand, from me! Dumbledore fully intended to have Snape be the true master of the wand! But it was I who got there ahead of you, little Weasley... I reached the wand before you could get your hands on it, I understood the truth before you ever even caught up. And it was three hours ago that I disposed of our good old friend Severus Snape and now the Elder Wand is truly mine... Dumbledore's last plan went wrong, Ginny Weasley!"

"I guess it did." said Ginny. "You're right. Though before you try to kill me, I would have to advise you to think of what you've done... Think, and try for some remorse, Riddle..." she was going to try this card, something Harry would have done despite every bone in her body wanting to kill this monster where he stood.

"What is this?"

Of all the things that Ginny had said to him in the time they have known each other, beyond any revelation or taunt, nothing had shocked him like this. Ginny saw the blood-red pupils of Voldemort contract to thin slits, saw the skin around his eyes whiten.

"It's your one last chance, Tom." said Ginny bitterly. "It is all you've got left... try for some remorse… if you can't, then I will have no choice but to kill you, you monster..."

"Weasley… you dare...?" said Voldemort again.

"Yes, I dare." Ginny stated more calmly. "Because Dumbledore's final plan hasn't backfired on me at all. In fact, I think it has pretty much backfired on you, Tommy boy."

Voldemort's hand was trembling on the Elder Wand, and Ginny gripped hers very tightly. The moment, she knew, was seconds away.

"If you want to know why the wand isn't working right, it is because you murdered the wrong person to achieve its power. Snape was never the true master of the wand. He never defeated Dumbledore in combat."

"He killed..."

"Ugh… Aren't you even listening, Tom? Snape never beat Dumbledore! Dumbledore's death was already planned out between the two of them! The headmaster intended to die, undefeated, the wand's last true master! If all had gone as planned, the wand's power would have died with him, because it had never been won from him!"

"But then, Weasley, Dumbledore as good as gave me the wand!" Voldemort's voice shook with malicious pleasure. "It is because I stole the wand from its last master's tomb on the grounds of Hogwarts! Against the last master's wishes, I removed it from him. The Elder Wands power is mine and only mine!"

"You still don't get it, do you? Just because you possess the wand isn't enough! Just because you hold it in your hand and are using it doesn't make it truly yours at all, you bastard. Didn't you listen to Mr Ollivander? A wizard's wand chooses you... and because of that, the Elder Wand recognized a new master before Dumbledore had fallen from that tower dead, someone who has never even laid a finger on said wand."

At that moment, Voldemort stumbled a bit. "What?"

"The owner removed the wand from Dumbledore against his will, never realizing exactly what he had done, or that the world's most dangerous wand had given him its full allegiance until the next person came along..."

Voldemort's chest rose and fell rapidly, and the redheaded girl could feel the killing curse before he ever even cast it and could feel it building inside the wand pointed at her face.

Ginny pointed at the one young man standing amongst the death eaters as she faced them all. "The night that Dumbledore died, Draco Malfoy became the owner of the Elder Wand."

Blank shock showed in Voldemort's face for a moment, but then it was gone.

"It doesn't matter at all..." he said softly. "Even if you are right, Ginny, it shall make no difference to the both of us. You no longer have the edge of Dumbledore to protect you; we now duel on skill alone... and after I have killed you, I can attend to Draco..."

"But you're too late." Ginny smirked. "You have, unfortunately, missed your chance. I got there first. I overpowered Draco weeks ago at the Leaky Cauldron when I was there at Gringotts to retrieve one of your horcruxes. In the scuffle, I took his wand from him."

Ginny twitched the hawthorn wand in her pocket with her other hand, and she felt the eyes of everyone in the Hall upon it.

"So… this is it, isn't it?" whispered Ginny. "Does the wand in your ugly hand know that its last master was disarmed? Because if it does... then that makes me the true master of the Elder Wand."

A red-glow burst suddenly across the enchanted sky above them, as an edge of dazzling sun appeared over the roof of the school. The light hit both of their faces at the same time, so that Voldemort's was suddenly a flaming blur. Ginny heard the high voice shriek as she too yelled her best hope to the heavens, pointing her wand at Voldemort...

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Bombarda Maxima..."

Through the smoke, no one could see a thing, until shouts and explosions were coming from within the smoke and many could see death eaters falling one by one, most, like the Malfoy's, fleeing to safety as the smoke cleared to reveal Ginny, holding the Elder Wand and using it against the rest of their foes.

Ginny Weasley had won the battle…

'I did it Harry… I did this for you. I love you… I know I've had other boyfriends, but my heart has always belonged to you. I hope you are safe whenever you are. I miss you so much…'

If anyone were looking, in the clouds, a ghostly image of Dumbledore was smiling down upon the gathered victors...

Two years later…

December 17th, 2001-March 19th, 2002...

Two years after the Battle of Beauxbatons, a lot has changed for the wizarding world in the absence of Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic, headed by Kingsley Shacklebolt, steered the magical nation along a new path that accepted those of non-magical families, and ignored those who didn't like that people were so accepting of this. If certain parties became radical enough to try and kill over it, they'd be thrown in an underground wizarding jail in Antarctica, or Azkaban, if the issue wasn't that serious.

As for their savior, Ginny Weasley, she had been offered many positions since her victory. Auror, Chaser for the Holyhead Harpies, assistant Minister of Magic, head of the Department of Magical Sports etc. Though the girl who defeated Voldemort turned down every one, deciding to go into a job with the Daily Prophet to write on Quidditch.

After thinking about it, Ginny had lost all motivation to be on the Harpies after she became the Chosen One, and without the presence of Harry, it didn't motivate her enough in that field. But she found that she quite enjoyed being a writer, and so she applied and was accepted shortly after graduating Hogwarts, even if she didn't attend during the 1997-1998 school year, and the 1998-1999 year.

Now, at the age of 20, Ginny was leading a steady life and had a steady income thanks to Harry. In his letter, he had explained that if he were to vanish or die, that all the vaults under his name would be transferred to her, which she got sorted out after the war.

Sirius even helped her out from time to time, and greatly appreciated that Ginny wasn't taking advantage of his godson's money and instead used it for things she actually needed. She indulged herself in the occasion gift, but for the most part, the biggest thing she used that money for was to buy herself a house.

Currently, the famed redhead had felt the need to escape the wizarding world to head out into the muggle world to relax where no one knew her name.

It was also to think of how to help Ron, who after being in a serious accident on an auror mission was in a coma for who knows how long, leaving Hermione devastated. To keep her company, Ginny had invited her old friend to live with her in the house she had purchased, even if both agreed that this was just until Ron was back on his feet.

She was currently walking down a quiet street in the middle of the day in a beefy winter coat, gloves and boots with a cotton hat on. It was freezing, and she spotted a coffee shop up ahead and ran for it for warmth.

Just as she reached for the door, a man about her age reached it first, and she nearly slid into him due to the icy sidewalk, but he caught her just in time before she had an accident.

Looking at the stranger, Ginny had to admit that the man was handsome. He was slightly tanned, had brown hair, blue eyes and a slim figure, but not like an overly skinny person, and felt to have some muscle underneath the winter clothing. His smile sent butterflies around in her stomach before he spoke.

"Are you ok Ms?" he said in concern, thankfully having not seen her ogling him.

Shaking her head out of her thoughts, Ginny stood up straight and nodded her head, smiling prettily at him. "Yeah… I'm ok thanks."

Ginny has told herself countless times before that no matter what, she'd never forget about Harry, or the love he stated in his letter, but would definitely be open for a relationship with the right party. Attempts to date some of her former classmates had never worked as she couldn't stop directly comparing them to Harry, but this muggle man was sending her mind to some interesting places, even if she wanted to gauge his personality first though.

Just as she thought that, the brown haired man opened the door for her. "Ladies first."

"Haha…" Ginny giggled. "Thank you."

A while later, as she was sitting down with her coffee at a corner table overlooking the street, she heard someone shuffle into the seat on the other end of her booth. She gave him a kind smile. "Hi."

He smiled back at her. "Hi yourself." he said, joining her in looking out the window. "What's your name? I never asked earlier when I helped you."

Ginny, not wanting to tell him her last name because he might think it is ridiculous in the muggle world, hesitated a few moments before deciding to tell him as he seemed like a nice enough guy if he came over to have a chat with her. "My name is Ginny Weasley."

A look of happiness appeared in his eyes, and once again butterflies floated around in her stomach. "What a lovely name you have, Ginny."

Ginny instantly blushed, thinking that this man's charm was nearly exactly like how Harry's was when she was surveying him from afar and could gauge how he acted. "T-Thank you…" the redhead gave him a dazzling smile, though still blushing.

"My name is Alex Graham." he replied after her thanks.

"That's a nice name." Ginny said in a dreamy tone, only to catch herself and blush even a dark red.

He seemed to be blushing as well. "Thank you, Ginny…"

They chatted for another hour, and even when the cashier asked them kindly to leave due to them hogging a booth, the two of them continued to walk together and chat about anything that came to their mind.

"Hey, have any siblings? I have two sisters named Beatrice and Zoey." Alex brought up as they came to a cross-walk, though Ginny nearly crossed the road due to having barely seen the crosswalks.

The memory of Charlie flittered into her head and she nodded. "6… used to have 7…" and just like that, the attitude of the conversation changed and Alex felt bad for bringing up a sensitive topic. "Look… I'm sorry for asking…"

"No, don't be sorry." she told her new friend, turning to face him with a watery smile as she took his wrist and directed him to a bench. "I guess I have just been keeping my memories of him in the back of my mind. My second-eldest brother was murdered two years ago by a very cruel man… and so was my boyfriend…"

"Bloody hell, that's horrible." he whispered in compassion, hugging her with one arm. "I wish there was something I could do to make you feel better…" Alex smiled at her light, tearful smile. "Thanks…" Ginny replied. "It's just hard to get it off my chest after two years."

"Hey, how about I take you to the movies tonight? My treat." he suggested and when seeing her smile, he continued. "It's alright if you don't want to go… I just find you interesting and all and would love to get…"

And suddenly she shoved a piece of paper against his chest with a heartfelt smile. "Pick me up at 6:00."

Alex smiled at her, and they continued to chat about her experience two tears ago.

Alex had been avoiding this part of the subject, but he was just too curious to know. "Is the man who killed them dead or in prison?"

"Dead…" Ginny replied, her briefly gritted teeth making it clear to Alex that this was a difficult topic. "He had threatened my friends and family for a while… but in the end, everything caught up with him."

As much as she was coming to like this man, it was definitely too early to explicitly reveal that she had killed a man, but she also didn't want to outright lie to her new acquaintance. After a moment's silence, she felt a warm hand over her own and turned to see Alex giving her a sympathetic smile.

"Where did you grow up? I'd like to change the subject." Alex said on a positive note.

Relieved to change the subject from that dark one, she replied. "Devon. I grew up in a poor farm home, but it was the homely feeling and the love that counted. We were always there for each other... well, one of my brothers basically abandoned us for a while, but he eventually apologized and is now more with the family again."

"That's nice." Alex said, interested in her family. Ginny could tell he was interested and was worried about explaining her true self to him, but decided she would stretch the truth and find similar muggle jobs that her family could do if he asked.

They continued talking late into the afternoon to the point where Ginny had to halt their discussions as they walked around the park, so she could get home to get ready for the outing to the movies and was only then a bit giddy, thinking it to be a date, which it kind of was but so far she really liked Alex and couldn't wait to see where it goes.

"Uh… Ginny?"

Ginny blinked her eyes rapidly, pushing Alex out of her thoughts as she turned around to see Hermione coming home from work, her friend eyeing her in confusion and curious excitement. "Does you wearing a dress mean what I think it means?" the brown haired bookworm's smile grew wider as she walked into the kitchen where Ginny was eating a light meal.

Her dress was cut just above her knees, and the top was held together by the straps, allowing Alex to see the top of her large breasts without being overly revealing. She's seen women wear dresses like this before with a similar bust.

Without even blushing, Ginny confidently breathes in and out before telling her friend the news. "I-I have a date with a muggle tonight…"

"WHAT?" Hermione screamed in excitement. "This is so exciting." and before Ginny knew it, she was being crushed in a huge hug by the older girl. Due to Ginny's large chest, it made it slightly hard to breathe, crushed against her friend.

"Her-mione… can't… breathe…"

"Oh." Hermione gasped, quickly pulling away, still smiling. "Sorry… I got a little carried away."

Ginny smiled back. "It's ok. Just remember, don't hug me that tightly, because it makes it hard to breathe." Ginny reminded her best friend, who nodded, taking note of that fact.

As Hermione set her purse on the counter, she was just passing the door when a knock came from it, and knowing about Ginny's plans, Hermione quickly opened to see a man in a buttoned down t-shirt and jeans standing there.

"Hello." he held out his hand to be shaken. "You must be Ginny's roommate Hermione Granger…? Correct?" Hermione turned her head over her shoulder and gave Ginny a brief smile of approval, which Ginny returned with a tentative, flustered grin of her own. Her approval given, Hermione moved out of the way only after shaking Alex's hand, to allow Ginny to meet her date. The redhead was relieved when he managed to look her in the eyes instead of cutting his eyesight straight to her breasts.

He took her hand and kissed it. "A pleasure Ginny. Are you ready for the movie?"

"Yes, Alex." Ginny smiled as she stepped out onto the porch after grabbing her winter coat.

"Alex and Ginny sitting in a tree…" Hermione began to sing until she saw both of them send her a glare in synch, making the two of them laugh and Hermione shut the door believing they were made for each other…

Later that night, Ginny walked in the door, escorted by her date. "I had a wonderful time tonight, Ginny."

"Same." She smiled. "I'll call you the next time I want to meet up, and trust me, I loved tonight, there is no doubt."

"A pleasure." and with that he kissed her cheek and turned to head back to his car.

"So? Is he a keeper?" Ginny turned around at Hermione's voice, only to do a double take when noticing George and Fred now sitting in the entrance hall sipping a cup of tea.

"Yeah, sis, he seemed like a nice bloke." Fred continued.

"I approve, dear sister." George saluted her with his cup of tea.

"And as do I, chivalry doesn't appear to be dead, as shown by our sister's new friend."

"Shut up, you two. George, go home to Angelina. Fred, go home to Katie."

"Oh… you wound us with your words, oh sister. Does little Gin-Gin not wish us to be around Fred?"

Fred nodded as they clinked their cups together. "Sure seems like it, Georgie. Maybe the muggle angered her…"

"Oh, you two." Ginny giggled. "I had a great time and I wish to see him again."

"That's perfect." They said together, happy for their sister. "We'll keep it a secret until you both actually become a couple… oh, imagine dad's jubilation once this becomes family knowledge."

Ginny smiled knowingly as she saw her twin brothers exit through the floo back to their homes, only to hear sounds of lips smacking against fingers, and looked to her right to see Hermione in only a t-shirt and panties eating ice cream.

"So?" asked the pantless girl. "How did it go? You seem happy…"

Ginny crossed her arms and smirked at her. "Do I have a story to tell you…"

After that perfect night, Ginny and Alex went on to having multiple date nights, as friends, and getting closer and closer. Still, the only ones in the family to know about him were Fred and George.

Ginny had finally told Alex about three weeks after they met about her old love interest, Harry Potter, and how he had gone missing and that she will never get over him. He and Ginny both knew they had feelings for the other, but they wanted to get to know each other more, but he didn't seem at all bothered by this interest and even seemed to accept the idea that she wouldn't forget about him.

At that moment, Ginny realized just how great a man he was if he was this understanding and didn't mind past interests.

Ginny honestly loves his personality and how he hates to see her sad, and attempts to cheer her up the best he can. She met his sisters in early February and the three got along great, but it took Zoey some time to warm up to her.

Now, in late March, Ginny was walking past the park daydreaming. Except, it wasn't about Harry, like she had been before ever meeting Alex. No, this time, it was about her new love interest, Alex.

She loved him… not quite on the same level as how she'd felt about Harry when he was around… but she loved him a great deal, and couldn't bear to live without him, but just the thought of telling him the truth about her past scared her quite a bit.

Every time Ginny laid eyes on that man, butterflies erupted in her stomach, and how charming he was that he never has made a sexual move on her whenever she was testing him with revealing clothing. It honest to god surprised her, Hermione, Fred and George just how much of a gentleman he was.

One night, Fred had commented. "Just what kind of man is this to not get flustered around a woman in revealing clothing?" and it just led to Ginny wondering the same thing and now realized that he wasn't like any other man and honest to god cared for her and only her, not just because of her body. He's even said multiple times how she has a fantastic personality.

It warmed her heart how perfect he seemed to be, and then her joyful thoughts were ruined when she heard a twig snap behind her.

Slowly turning around, she saw a woman with a knife in her hand, and two men standing by her side. "Don't scream, missy." the woman drawled as if she didn't care.

"Yeah, yeah, don't scream girly. We gonna kill ya…" replied a man with a bat in his hand who seemed to be dumb.

"Best not to run, either. I am a fast runner…" said a man with muscles and biker glasses, and that is exactly what Ginny did, she ran and called for help.

"GET HER." said the woman as they began to give chase. "Don't let her escape, she has a necklace I want."

Suddenly though as they came around the corner where she went there happened to be police standing there with their guns out, because they stupidly thought to threaten someone outside the police station.

Just to be sure nothing else would happen to her, a cop drove her home, and out in front of the door waiting was Hermione and Alex looking worried.

"Thanks officer." Ginny smiled at the mid-fifties police officer as he escorted her to the door.

"You are welcome, ma'am. That woman was let out of prison mere months ago and sure went back to killing awfully quick…"

After he left, Ginny looked into Alex's concerned blue eyes, and caved in to tell him. "Hermione." Ginny groaned, turning to her, and pointing into the house. "A little privacy, please."

"Um ok…" Hermione said in confusion as she walked into the house.

"Gin…" before he could even get her name out, Ginny placed a finger against his lips. "Shut up for now, you." she smiled.

He smiled back. "I have something to tell you, and I really need to say it." her voice giddy, making him curious as to what she needed to say.

Neither heard nor saw the window blinds move away to reveal Hermione looking out, along with Fred and George who were visiting yet again, and gave each other a knowing smirk that this was most likely the day their sister confessed her feelings to the muggle man.

Her heart was beating out of her chest, it felt like, as she moved closer, taking his hands in hers and smiling prettily at him. "These past few months getting to know you has been the greatest few months I have ever had… every moment with you is like an angel is on my shoulder whispering pleasurable things in my ear…"

Seeing him smile at her spurred her on. "Your voice is what makes me flutter every day I hear it, knowing I'll be seeing you is what gets me out of the bed in the morning and makes me more motivated to get ready because I know you'll be with me on the day I am referring to… like today…"

Ginny started to blush as he began to catch on and give her a seductive look. "I-I-I have very strong feelings for you, Alex. I didn't realize it until a few days ago, and now… well, I can pretty much confidently say that I am head over heels in love with you and never want to live without you. Your personality is just so perfect, and it makes me smile every day… I just can't stop thinking of you…"

Tears of possible rejection began to well up in her eyes, and she asked the inevitable question that has been gnawing at her heart all day. "I… I was wondering if you'd want to be my boyfriend, Alex Graham…"

His answer was by cupping her cheek, Ginny gasping cutely in response as she leaned into it. "There is nothing I want more than you to be my girlfriend, Ginny. I love you the exact same way, and I can't see a life without you in it…"

"Really?" she asked hopefully, pressing her body against him.

"Really." and in response, Ginny's hands clasped down on his cheeks, and her lips pressed against his in a passionate kiss. Ginny finally said what she had wanted to say to him for what felt like forever.

When they pulled back, Alex pushed their heads together to where they looked into the other's eyes. "Us together forever…"

"Us together forever and ever. There is no way I am ever letting a man like you go, Alex." she gave him a mischievous look and flicked his nose before kissing him hard once again.

Later the next day, Ginny, Hermione and Alex arrived at Ginny's childhood home, The Burrow. Ginny thought her family should meet the boy of her dreams after not being able to meet him for months. Alex was very nervous to meet his girlfriend's parents, like who wouldn't be…?

Though tonight was a dreadful night for Ginny, as she lied to her new boyfriend saying that she was nervous for him to meet her family, but had actually gotten permission by the Minister to tell Alex about her true self and Ginny wasn't prepared at all, she was too attached to him that letting him go would be hard like the first few years were after reading Harry's letter back in Dumbledore's office at the start of her fourth year…

Ginny quickly ran into the house, Alex under the impression that she had to use the bathroom, and so he decided to chat more with Hermione.

When Ginny entered the house, her mother stopped in her tracks and looked in confusion behind her daughter. "Where's Hermione? Could she not make it? And I heard your muggle car pull up?" by now Arthur walked into the room with a copy of Daily Prophet with Ginny's recent Quidditch report on it.

"Um… there is a new development I need to discuss with you all…" Ginny said, now nervous as ever, gesturing to the table.

"Whab aun Inny?" little Victorie Weasley clapped her hands wondering what her aunt had to say that was so important, the one-year-old spitting across the table.

"Bah, bah…" Molly Weasley II babbled in her mother, Audrey Weasley's arms in the corner by the window overlooking the garden.

Katie, Fred's wife, who was 6 months pregnant, cooed at the children who were on the other side of the room from her. She and Fred, married 8 months ago, and they quickly went on to try and have a kid.

"I think what our fair sister is trying to say…" George said as he stepped into the kitchen, followed by Fred and Angelina. "Is that she brought a special someone that Hermione is currently outside occupying…"

At once, all eyes, except for Victorie and Molly Weasley II as they had no idea what was happening, landed on Ginny curiously.

Her mother, who caught on quick, began to squeal lightly. "Has my little girl brought home a boyfriend?"

Ginny giggled, causing everyone in the room to smile, and her father to raise a curious eyebrow from over his newspaper.

"Oh… I'm so proud." Molly gushed as she hugged her tightly, and then let her go.

"Um… you are going to need to stop everything magical because… uh… he is a muggle…"

The room was silent for a brief moment until Arthur vanished his prophet and smiled widely at his only daughter. "A muggle? Excellent. I approve, and no, it isn't just because I can learn information for him if he decides to stay with you after you reveal you're a witch."

"Dad? How did you know that is what I brought him for?" Asked Ginny as she went to retrieve Alex.

"Kingsley warned me in advance." he clarified, chuckling briefly at how his daughter's little secret had been 'exposed' ahead of schedule.

A few moments later, Ginny escorted her new boyfriend into the house, who seemed to be in awe by everything despite her family stopping all the magic in the house.

"Wow, you have a big family." Alex said, taking a seat at the table next to her, smiling at everyone who greeted him. "And very polite. Usually siblings threaten the boyfriend to behave haha…"

"Thanks for reminding me…" Bill started, only for Fleur to slap a hand across his mouth, giving him a look that shut him up on the topic.

Alex began to laugh at that, something Bill actually kind of found refreshing and started laughing along too.

"What's your name, young man?" Arthur asked after the laughter died down. He reached across the table with his hand extended. "I'm her father, Arthur, and this here…" the older redhead gestured to his plump wife. "...Is my wife Molly."

"Hello." Alex gave a simple reply, firmly shaking both of their hands. "My name is Alex Graham."

Ginny smiled dreamily, listening, as well as seeing how great her family got along with him, and he to them, and even found out that he had gotten into writing recently, which excited her.

"No way, Alex… I love to write." Ginny squealed. The two of them haven't really asked what their personal lives were like with jobs, being too caught up with the other to even bother asking, and Ginny was able to send in a report at any time she liked, and even then she rarely went to another country to report on a match, so she didn't really need to ditch Alex a lot, a huge relief to her.

Arthur and Molly shared a look of amusement.

Alex smiled at his girlfriend and watched as Molly served everyone at the table within a minute, which made him appreciate her quick movement that she had to have mastered for many years.

Biting into a piece of fried chicken, his taste buds were feeling as if they had been transported to the moon and back and after swallowing, Ginny looked at him and smiled, noticing his look from the chicken being good.

"Wow, Mrs. Weasley… your chicken is as good, if not better, as my mothers." Alex smiled at his girlfriend's mom, who, in response, blushed and smiled at his comment and thanked him.

"My wife has been making food for this family for countless years, it's even more impressive now when you see my sons have married and either have a kid, or one on the way." Arthur chuckled as he sat up. "It's like feeding an army, especially with my youngest son Ron haha…" that comment made the whole table laugh, though Alex only grinned not understanding the joke but knew who he was from Ginny talking about how one of her brothers were in a coma.

"You seem like you and Ginny fit well, Alex." Angelina Weasley. Née Johnson, said after the laughing died down, curious to know more about her sister-in-law's new boyfriend.

"Right?" Hermione interjected. "These two go on more dates than we have movie nights, just the two of us before they met."

Blushing, Ginny confirmed what Hermione had said, and was patted on the back by Fleur who had gotten up to get a drink of water, coming back to sit down. Alex didn't seem at all put out by them saying they fit well together, because even he thinks so, but looked at Ginny to see if she thought so too, and the two of them locked eyes lovingly and knowingly.

"Yeah." Ginny replied to Angelina. "Yeah we do…"

The smile that she loved grew on his face and kissed her cheek.

"Hey, can I talk to you for a moment outside?" Ginny asked, sudden nerves returning from earlier as she asked the question.

Everyone at the table froze mid-bite, conversation, or in a move to leave their chair. All of them holding their breath because they knew instantly why Ginny was asking this.

"Yeah, sure?" said the brown-haired 20-year-old, nearly 21-years-old in a week.

When the Weasley's heard the door shut, Angelina stood up. "Eh Katie, Hermione, Fleur we better go wait by the door to console her…"

"I'll go get her old room ready…" Molly spoke, believing Ginny would wish to stay here if her magical life was rejected by Alex.

"And we best be ready to chase the hooligan back to town if he rejects her." Bill declared to his brothers. "What do you say, gentlemen?"

Fred and George grinned while Percy looked uncertain, until Audrey elbowed him, and he sat up straight and nodded his head, a smirk growing on his face at the thought of avenging his sister's emotional state.

"We had to sit through many nights with her, consoling her, and saying life will get better eventually in lonely nights down in the Common Room after she learned about Harry's disappearance. Remember George?"

George grinned at his twin and nodded, memories returning to him in a snap. "Aye Fred. Many sleepless nights during our final year… Ron didn't really even seem to care enough, as he wished to only sleep..."

"Hehe yeah I remember that…" Hermione joined in. "I remember hearing footsteps and sobs. I felt so sorry for her back then…" Hermione said sadly.

"But now, she hopefully has, and will keep, this muggle." George said as if pleading the heavens.

Molly soon came back down the stairs after George said that and looked around, worried about her daughter, she still isn't back yet?"

Arthur came over to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder as he walked towards the door with her. "It won't hurt to have a look."

Molly nodded as her husband opened the door, and they walked out onto the porch and walked in the direction they knew Ginny likes to talk to others, the pond.

"I hope she's ok…" Molly worried. "I don't want to see her upset again…"

"Neither do I, Molly…"

They passed the tree next to the shed full of muggle objects and trinkets Arthur loves to collect, and looked upon it in recollection. Remembering all the events that had transpired in that tree alone. There used to be a tire swing on it until Fred and George accidentally vanished it using accidental magic.

Arthur turned forward again and saw Molly smiling at him. "That tree holds a lot of memories…" he said to her, watching her nod her head in understanding. If Ginny's talk had worked out, then he shall never see Ginny as his little girl anymore, she'd be a woman now that she had found someone who loves her like she loved him.

It was sunset right about now, giving Arthur nostalgic thoughts on when they came out here to have some alone time after Ron was born, which resulted in them giving birth to their daughter, so it brought a smile to both their faces when walking by it.

Noise could be heard coming from the pond just over the next small hill, and the parents braced themselves for what they might be seeing.

When the two of them walked over the hill, the slight warmed both of their hearts.

Ginny was currently sitting on Alex's lap and swishing her wand around in the air creating some mini fireworks over the pond, her giggles reaching their ears as they approached the sight.

"I can't believe I am in love with a bloody fantastic witch."

"Oh, Alex." Ginny cried, throwing her arms around his neck in a hug. "Just you hope you never piss me off…" Ginny smirked against his shoulder when feeling him tense.

"It seems like he took the news well, Ginny." Arthur smiled at his daughter widely from where he stood, proud that his little girl was able to tell the boy she loved.

The couple moved to turn around towards them, though Ginny felt no embarrassment to lay in Alex's lap in front of her parents.

"I find it very incredible that you are all magical… it is quite amazing, and I am glad to know now that I can continue dating your beautiful daughter..."

Ginny blushed, but snuggled further into his embrace. "You are such a romantic."

"Haha…" Alex rubbed the back of his head. "On Valentine's Day, I went to a friend who gave me romantic tips and such. Somehow, deep down, I knew we'd be going out soon…"

Arthur stepped forward and extended his hand, stopping the conversation between him and Ginny. "Now that you know our secret, I can assume you both will never let the other go, and treat each other comfortably. Therefore, welcome to the family Alex, you are family no matter what now."

"Thanks sir…" He smiled.

"No problem, son."

The group then went back to the house, where Alex was introduced to many things involving the magical world.

However, right before Hermione, Ginny and Alex were to leave, Kingsley flooed the family informing them of Ron's coma slowly starting to fade and instead of Alex going home, he was dragged to the Wizarding hospital to meet his girlfriend's youngest brother...

Three Years Later…

April 9th, 2005-August 13th, 2005...

After Ron woke up three years ago and was able to get back on his feet not long afterward, Hermione bought a house for the two of them, leaving room for Alex to finally move in with Ginny, despite them sleeping in the same bed multiple times about 3 months after they got together.

Ginny was so delighted that they finally got to live together and see Alex every day instead of just every other day when they could. It felt a little odd at first, not odd in a way that Alex was there, but odd in a way of not seeing Hermione in the kitchen drinking tea and watching television.

One morning in April, Ginny had gotten up, forgetting to change clothes out of her crop top and short shorts pajamas that she wore last night after she had a lazy day waiting for her beloved boyfriend to get home from work. With the Elder Wand (which she decided to keep, knowing Dumbledore would want her to keep it), Ginny summoned a bowl and cereal to her with a glass of water.

Alex had come home late last night because of his parents wanting to have him help them with something. Three years ago, after Ginny introduced him to her family, he reciprocated the thought and invited her over to dinner at his parent's house.

They liked her immediately once the greetings were all said and done and Alex's sisters were hyped to see her, and when the two saw how their son was with her, it reminded them of how they were at that age and got along with Ginny quite swimmingly.

That night, Ginny became one of the family as well, and Ginny didn't realize it until a year into their relationship that what they said made her really wish to be an actual part of the family. Ginny really wanted to have the last name of Graham.

"Hey honey…" Ginny heard, turning around to see her lovely boyfriend walking into the room shirtless, showing off his muscles that he had been getting recently after his sisters had taken him to the gym almost every other day. The redhead couldn't stop staring until she shook her head out of her thoughts and smirked at him once he turned around.

"Something tells me I should thank Beatrice and Zoey for taking you to the gym. Because meow…" Ginny purred, a phrase she heard from one of Alex's friends when they went out to a movie a few months ago. When Alex saw her with her wand out, he casually sat down next to her, something they liked to do instead of sitting across the table from the other, and picked it up. "So you finally used this again? I was beginning to think you liked doing everything the muggle way?"

Ginny shrugged. "Living with you in the muggle world has kind of made me forget about all magical elements that have existed in my life, and It's very refreshing to not have someone recognize me as the one who killed Voldemort." Taking a sip of her water, Alex smirked at her as he took a bit of his cereal, before looking curiously at her. "Then why don't you just put the wand away? Or return this to Dumbledore's Tomb?"

Ginny stopped digging into her cereal with her spoon and turned towards her boyfriend with a serious look and grabbed his hand, making him look at her in concern.

"I keep it to protect you…" Ginny replied, giving him a soft kiss that displayed just how much she loved him. "My family, your family, myself and the stability of the wizarding world."

Alex hugged her after what she said. "Thank you then babe. I'm glad myself and our families are first."

"Always." Ginny giggled, returning the hug. "I love you so much…"

"And I love you even more." Alex replied to his beautiful girlfriend, hugging her tighter.

"Hey, we need to go shopping…" Ginny said, giggling as they pulled away from each other, realizing the irony of her becoming more like a muggle.

"You really are sounding more and more like a muggle ever since we got serious after you showed me you were a witch." her boyfriend chastised her teasingly.

"Like I said, it feels refreshing." She smiled with a shrug, taking her dirty dishes and putting them in the sink, purposefully swinging her hips, knowing it'll drive her beloved man crazy.

"Aren't you parents expecting us over for lunch also, baby?"

Alex growled lightly as he stood up, put his hands on her sides and spun her around, crushing her against his body. "I know, we said we would wait until the time is right…" Ginny brushed her hair out of her eyes, looked down and saw a pleasant sight growing in his pants, and gave her boyfriend a saucy smirk. "But I really can't wait any longer. Ever since we started living together, I've kept my cool, but these last few months it's like you have been begging me with the way you move your hips."

Ginny pushed away from him slightly, excited that he finally lost his restraint, but was also insanely glad he just didn't start stripping her. This happened to be another test, a test like the ones she had performed during the early months of their friendship and relationship.

"Babe, have I ever told you how much I love your restraint? You never take advantage of me." Ginny said with tears of joy as she hugged him tightly. "I test you a lot just to see how you react and the way you keep your cool just makes me fall in love with you more and more, and I greatly appreciate how you don't take advantage of me during the situations I'm testing you…"

Picking her up, she wrapped her legs around him, and he kissed her hard. She leaned into the kiss and rubbed her hands through his hair. "I love your hair." Ginny told him breathlessly when they broke apart and noticed he was carrying her up the stairs to their room.

Seeing his smirk, she couldn't help but smirk back. She and the love of her life were about to make love and the sexual tension between them had been building the last few months, if not the past year, and they were finally about to relish in the sweet union.

"I don't think I've ever told you…" Alex whispered in her ear as he pushed open their bedroom door. "I am absolutely in love with your athletically toned body… your legs and stomach are just incredible…"

"Just wait until you feast your eyes on my boobs and ass." Ginny winked, seeing that they were nearing the bed, and kicked herself off of his chest, knowing she wouldn't hurt him due to the hours at the gym he's been attending.

Ginny spread her legs out, allowing him to take them off when he walked over. "Also, I'm in love with your muscles. Thank youuuu for spending many hours at the gym when I'm at work, hehe." Ginny sheepishly giggled, blushing, drawing out that you as he grabbed the hem of her panties.

"Well, I'm glad my sisters convinced me to go…" Alex huskily mentioned, beginning to slide off her panties, purposefully staring at her waiting eyes instead of ruining the surprise so soon.

"Remember when I told you that the reason I gave up my Quidditch dream was because of Harry going missing, making me less motivated?" She just realized at that moment that she hadn't thought of Harry in months, and it sort of surprised her, but it didn't upset her, was the main takeaway. Maybe she was finally beginning to get over Harry for the most part, even if a part of her would always love and miss him no matter what.

"Yes." He kept eye contact with her.

She blushed under his gaze. "I-I'm thinking of becoming a Quidditch trainer. I won't be gone for days at all, it would just be a normal job and I wouldn't need to go to games or anything… I feel very motivated now to become that active again."

Nothing was wrong with her body at all, she'd been very active over the years, and had quite an attractive body. It was just that she wanted to get back into that dream of hers from many years ago.

"Well, who am I to keep you from your dreams?" he responded against her ear. The feeling of his warm breath against her ear made her groan, her legs squirming as her center heated up.

"There is something that I haven't told you, Alex, something I haven't told you since you moved in…" Ginny smiled prettily at him.

"Oh?"

"Quidditch is my second dream. YOU, however, are my dream. I can't begin to imagine my life without you." she then pulled his face down into a heated kiss, silencing his next question about 'what if Harry was around, and she was with him?' but that didn't need to be said as that scenario never came to be.

Nothing though would make her forget how much she loved Harry though, but over the last few years, Alex has been slowly filling that void and Ginny didn't exactly mind, Harry would always have a place in her heart. The letter he had left to her, however, she still read whenever she had free time as it meant so much to her as the last piece of Harry.

When they broke from the kiss, Ginny hugged her legs around him. "Are you just going to sit there? My shirt and bra aren't going to remove themselves…" Ginny questioned him in a tone that made him start to work faster.

He took a look at her center, his eyes widening as he took the sight of it in as he removed her small pajama shirt, and they widened even more when seeing the jewels hidden under that piece of cloth.

He had stopped removing her clothing, which irritated Ginny a lot as she was yearning to feel his hands on her naked body for the first time, and grabbed his hands and moved them up her stomach to her boobs to grope them. Smirking when noticing his senses return to normal, he quickly began to unfasten her bra strap.

Alex had never really been yearning to see her breasts until now. Since his redheaded beloved had really only showcased her stomach and legs to him, the now 24-year-old really wished to see all of her.

Ginny would be turning 24 this August, and the two had talked about doing this after their marriage, but seeing as he hasn't proposed yet, she was ok with doing so now as they were very in love and had spent enough time getting to know each other.

When her bra came undone, he quickly pulled it off of her and his eyes feasted on her D-Cup breasts, her nipples hard and waiting for his touch.

Ginny moaned as her boyfriend laid on top of her, and they began their love making for the first time.

He cupped her right breast in his hand and sucked on her nipple, eliciting a very pleasured moan from her as he leveled his shaft with her entrance and looked her in the eye. "Are you ready, darling?"

Ginny gripped the bedsheets beneath her, feeling her nipple be teased by his tongue in circles, her eyes shut tight as she gave out a long, sexually irritated moan. "Yessss put it in me…"

But right before he inserted his penis into her, she yelped out an order for him to wait a second, turned slightly to her nightstand and grabbed her wand.

In confusion, Alex watched her point it at her stomach and a golden glow appeared before it quickly vanished, and she put her wand back on the nightstand and laid herself out for him again. Seeing his look of confusion, Ginny told him what it was.

"Contraceptive Charm." She said, but had to elaborate more when he still didn't know what she meant, causing her to roll her eyes, before widening her legs once more. "It'll prevent me from getting pregnant for a 48-hour period."

"Oh, ok then." he then went inside her and Ginny nearly got the breath knocked out of her as she fell back on the covers, grasping the sheets tightly in her hands, her breath picking up as he pumped in and out of her.

Alex purposefully placed his face close enough to her chest, so her breasts kept pushing against his face as she moaned and breathed.

"I… love… you… Alex…" Ginny squealed when he hit a very sensitive spot that caused her to arch her back, her breasts nearly falling in her face from the force of her doing that. Alex grinned watching, the pure pleasurable bliss on her face was a breathtaking sight. The last time he had seen her this way was when they made out for an hour straight. Somehow, their clothes had stayed on that whole hour.

The minutes seemed to blend together, and before the couple knew it an hour had passed, or maybe just 30 minutes, but the two of them didn't really care. For their first time ever doing this with someone, they were quite the experts, it felt like.

There was something about this exquisite experience that just wouldn't allow them to stop. There was something about how the way he held her and pumped into her that made Ginny never want to stop and leave their bed. It made her realize just how far they have come and how in love they were with each other.

'If I never had stopped Tom, then Alex and I would have never had met… Merlin, am I glad I survived and went on to meet this fantastic man…' Ginny giggled in her head, preventing him from stopping if she had made an audible giggle.

Another few minutes passed, and Ginny was finding that she couldn't tense up anymore, refusing to allow her release to come forth as she wished to hold it in the longest she could. "You. Better. Not. Stop. Alex Graham." Ginny said through grit teeth, holding in her release to prolong the experience for their first time ever.

"I don't… plan too." She heard her boyfriend grunt.

They began to do it much harder and faster, just the way Ginny would have wanted it to be from the beginning.

Her brothers had teased her about doing it with their significant others and that grossed her out so much that the thought of that coming back into her head made her want to keel over and barf, but steadied on to not disappoint Alex, letting those thoughts leave her head.

"AHHH…" Ginny moaned as she could no longer hold in her release after so long of holding it in, and it spewed out on his manhood and onto the bedsheets.

Alex grinned, pumping into her slow as he did the same, and fell onto her sweaty body. His head laying next to hers where they shared a lingering kiss. His hand found her breast and began to knead it before they stopped their love making.

"We should… do this… more often…" Ginny giggled at the seductive look on her boyfriends face.

"I suppose we should. Haha." Again, the couple shared a kiss. "What would I do without you?" Alex said passionately, kissing up and down Ginny's neck.

"Be with another girl? I don't know." she teased him, using her hand to rub his back.

His eyes suddenly widened when they were in the middle of a kiss, but as he pulled back when she did. He cupped her cheek and told her something that caught her curiosity.

"I have a surprise for you." He whispered as he slowly stood up and started digging into his nightstand.

Ginny rolled on her side, trying to see what was in there, but he was hiding his surprise perfectly.

When he turned around, one hand behind his back, Alex marveled at her beauty, seeing her large breasts spilling on the bed, her freckles splashed over her body and her wonderful and smooth thighs. He had to shake those thoughts out of his head before he forgot about his surprise.

"So? What's my surprise?" Ginny asked in excitement.

Alex chuckled as he pecked her on the nose. "Hehe." She giggled.

"Lay back and close your eyes first." he asked her which she rolled her eyes, and did what she was told to do, laying back against the soft pillows, her breasts returning to their normality as she removed her arms from them. She was curious to what he was planning.

"What's your surprise, Alex?"

"You'll see Ginny..." Alex told her as she felt the bed press downward, his now soft manhood sliding along her leg and then up her thigh. It began to excite her more after they just finished their first time. This man can do a lot of things to her, it seems.

He placed his hand flat on her breast and pinched her nipple, Ginny blushed and squeaked a bit, though didn't dare to open her eyes and ruin what he had planned for her. Alex began to rub his hand across her breast, the soft flesh of her breast warm to his touch and her nipple hardening once again from his touch.

"I can't keep my gaze off your beautiful boobs, my dear…" Alex told her in a husky voice, rolling her nipple around with his thumb. It filled her with endless amounts of lust hearing that from the man she loved, and placed her hand on her other breast and did the same thing he was doing, rolling her nipple around.

"T-thanks babe. They grew this large over the summer I turned 19…" Ginny giggled, remembering that year, feeling her hormones going through the roof that year that she couldn't stop thinking and dreaming about Harry.

"Damn… I missed it by two years, haha." that joke got a genuine laugh out of him that made her join in. He was so damn amazing to her, why did he have to be that way? At least she wasn't complaining.

"Open your eyes."

She smiled in curiosity as she opened them when he brought forth a black box from behind his back, thinking it could be the necklace she hinted that she wanted when they were out shopping a few weeks ago, but that theory was blown out the window as he bent down on one knee.

When her boyfriend opened the little box, inside was a diamond ring, and s he slapped a hand over her mouth in shock and glee once it was revealed to her. "Th-this can't be happening. OH MY GOD."

She started to cry as he listed off everything he loved about her personality starting from when he met her until now and how she made him grow as a person into what he is now.

He listed off their favorite dates that made him fall in love with her more and more to the point it hurt to even look at her as only a friend until she one day plucked up the courage to ask him out.

He told her how much he loves her family, and how much his loves her, and how much he loves being an honorary part of the Weasley family.

"Ginny Weasley… will you make me the happiest…" he began to laugh as he said. "The happiest naked man in the world… and marry me and become Ginny Graham…"

Ginny cried out as she tackled him on the bed, kissing every inch of his face, her breasts pushing against his chest from where she sat above him, his hardening manhood pushing against the side of her moist entrance, but neither of them cared.

As she pulled away, she lightly punched his arm, laughing. "Alex, you have made me the happiest naked woman in the world, haha."

"I need to go call Hermione…" She suddenly said, grabbing her bra and panties and running downstairs to use the phone that she now owned thanks to Hermione.

(In a different reality, Ginny would have already been married to the great Harry Potter, a baby boy having come to them the year before. However, as fate didn't see it that way, Ginny was set to marry a muggle instead of a wizard. Nothing wrong with that, of course, but without Harry in her life, she wouldn't ever know a part of her heart was missing until the day of her wedding when it was filled. Once again, the letter that Harry had written for her came out of the cupboards of her night table to be read once more, filling her heart with joy… and filling the hole that she so desperately desired, a man she loved more than anything to take her away on a marital journey. Despite it not being Harry Potter taking her away on this journey, at least she has him in her heart…)

"Ginny… you have one hour until the ceremony begins." Molly Weasley squealed from the other end of the door. "You look so beautiful…" her mother teared up as she opened the door. "What's that in your hand there?" Molly asked, noticing the closed, folded letter in her daughter's hand.

"The letter Harry left me all those years ago…"

It was now August 13th, 2005, two days after her 24th birthday, where now she was getting married to the man of her dreams, Alex Graham.

Fate had a weird way of working in her favor. A few weeks from now on September 1st would be the day the world found out that their savior, Harry Potter, had up and vanished without a trace. That was ten years ago…

Ten years ago, Ginny thought she'd be married to Harry Potter about now, but fate had it out for her in a weird way, she used to chuckle at that thought. Now it was just a cruel old joke. The redhead had Alex now to watch over her as her husband. She was never meant to be a Potter, maybe in a different reality, but in this one she was meant to be a Graham, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

"Molly, leave the fiery woman to her letter." Sirius Black chuckled as he entered the room, smiling at whom he pictured as an unofficial goddaughter.

"Hey, Sirius." Ginny waved.

Said man, who was now graying in the hair, bowed to the redhead. "Why hello, lady of the hour."

With the two adults leaving them alone, Ginny looked down at the letter that Harry left for her once again.

'Dear Ginny…

I hope this letter finds you well… the thing is I-I don't know how to say this really. But I fancy you. I have for a while now.

I know a question you'll be asking is "When? Why?" and the truth is, I fancy you because of your fiery spirit. You never let anyone get you down and are so genuine and sweet to those who treat you right.

Ron may tell me that you are nothing but a nuisance, but ever since I rescued you my second year, I've seen you as more than that but for whatever reason that has come over me, I have failed to tell you time and time again allowing my feelings to manifest for another… until tonight…

Tonight I realized that I fancy you, no, love you. I know you have a boyfriend and probably will just ignore this letter because Hermione has told me that you are over me… I hope that isn't the case, though.

I should get to know you better though, that's for certain, how would you like to be pen pals for the rest of the summer or something? You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Anyway, I won't let Ron get in my head again for feelings about you, and as for Neville during the Yule Ball… I was a little jealous at first, not going to lie. Hahaha.

Though, Ginny, I just want you to know that now since Voldemort has returned, if I die, I leave all the vaults affiliated under my name; The James Potter Vault, Lily Evans Vault, the Gryffindor Vault and the Potter family vault to you. I know you'll know what to do with it and won't use it for selfish purposes.

Also, Sirius Black is innocent. Seek him out and bring him to Dumbledore to show him his memories.

I hope you are having fun at the Burrow and you aren't being left out…

I love you… that is getting hard to say in a letter.

Sincerely

Love, Harry James Potter

PS. I couldn't send the letter tonight, as Hedwig looks to already be asleep. Oh, and she will belong to you as well if something happens to me.'

Ginny tried not to cry and ruin her make up, but that task was nye impossible after reading that letter once again. Even after everything else that had happened these last few decades, she wasn't sure if she'd ever entirely stop wondering what would have been different if Harry had sent her this letter… if Harry had never disappeared… if they'd been able to be together...

"Ginny."

She looked up to see her father and Sirius at the door.

"We heard you sobbing." Her father said in concern. "Is everything…" that is when he noticed the letter in her hand and walked over to her, kneeling in front of his beautiful daughter and hugged her for all she was worth.

Sirius stood against the door frame smiling with a little tear in his eye watching the scene...

A little while later, the words that Ginny had been waiting for since April left the officiates mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen… I shall now introduce to you, the new Ginny Graham." The crowd stood and clapped for the couple, though the couple paid them no mind, especially the now sobbing Ginny as the man finally said the words that she had been waiting for all day. "Alex. You may kiss your bride..."

While all that was happening, meanwhile, after many years of not being spotted, Juno, Harry and Melanie had been living a quiet life somewhere in the uninhabited mountains of Spain. They managed to get there via stowing away on a boat a month after they had fled Privet Drive.

Harry and Melanie were currently being pleasured by their serpentine master, having been doing so for the last twelve minutes. When the two servants of Juno finally had their release, he uncoiled Harry's penis and Melanie's breasts and laid them down on a bed of coils, their bodies coated in sweat, their tongues hanging limp out the sides of their mouths from the heated love making the three had just done.

Harry's hand found Melanie's breast and began to rub it, allowing the girl to moan, arching her back in a way that made it seem like she may give another release.

These past few years had been really fun for them, especially when Juno made Melanie his full time servant with Harry, instead of just being a girl for chores. Now, since Juno had hypnotized a beautiful Spanish model, she was the one doing the chores around the small house that they had built together.

"I love you, Harry and Master Juno…" Melanie breathed softly as the snake began to caress her hair. The trio smiled together, feeling the love the other had. Melanie rubbed her hand around on her stomach where Harry's release laid and licked some of it up, and giggled when noticing Harry's penis twitch.

"Seems like our little friend wants another go." Melanie smirked at her master and boyfriend. Juno allowed Harry and Melanie to date because he felt bad for the girl to be left out of everything that they were doing, and so Melanie was happily a full time servant of Juno.

They continued to chat until the Spanish model in her maid outfit entered the room. "Maestro… a tormenta is coming says the news…" she spoke in her English accent, revealing to her master and his servants that a storm was going to arrive soon. "Very bad winds to be coming with it."

Juno smiled. "Thank you, Penelope."

The hypnotized maid smiled at her master and left the room to prepare dinner for the four of them.

"She is a great maid." Melanie sighed in pleasure, feeling Harry's penis move up her stomach and Juno's tail circle her breast.

"Indeed my dear." Juno replied in a sexual whisper. "That model has served me well these past two years. Despite Penelope not pleasing me sexually, the girl makes one hell of a lobster."

"I accidentally walked in on her naked in the bathroom yesterday." Harry said, to the displeasure of Melanie, who quickly gave him a deadly glare. "Excuse me babe?"

"What?" cried the black haired adult, raising his hands in the air. "I didn't know she was in there… she's quiet."

"Good save mister." Melanie smirked. "I knew you weren't messing around with her, though. You love master and I way too much to cheat on us." Though, the girl had no idea that the hypnosis wouldn't allow those affected to even think about cheating.

Another aspect of the hypnosis was their aging process. It didn't matter to them, as they forgot aging was even a thing of life under the control of their master. They lived to serve and think of him and each other, not about other aspects of life.

Harry quickly got up to use the bathroom, and when he was in there, he was thinking about the snake and girl he loved, suddenly flashes of a life he doesn't know seemed to come to his mind.

"In mere moments… Ginny Weasley will be dead… and Voldemort shall return… VERY. MUCH. ALIVE."

"Ginny, are you alright…?"

"How are you, Hermione?"

"Never better."

"HARRY POTTER, YOU COME OUT AND FACE ME RIGHT NOW."

"Gryffindor Wins… the House Cup."

"Harry… maybe you could come live with me once my freedom has been assured. You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Hedwig, I'm writing a letter to Ginny…"

And before he could even register them, the flashes were gone, and the near 25-year-old was left confused in the bathroom…

Twenty-one Years Later...

September 1st, 2026…

(Many years later, Ginny returns to the very first place she had met Harry Potter for the first time… but this time with a family of her own… as a Graham. Not a Potter, like she thought she'd be at this age. But, a big part of her would never change a thing...)

It had been 27 years since the Battle of Beuxbatons and the defeat of Voldemort, and 20 years since her marriage to Alex Graham. Know, on a nice autumn morning the early morning of September 1st was as crisp as an apple, and it seemed a little family of five made their way across a busy road towards the train station, the fume exhausts from the many passing cars, and the many people out on the sidewalk sparkled like cobwebs in the cold air.

Ginny breathed in the air like nothing had changed. She has been to London, and even lived in the city for countless years by now, magic was such a rarely-used part of her life these days that Ron and Hermione had to remind her of Hogwarts shortly before the birthday of her and Alex's firstborn this last July.

As they entered the station, Ginny and Alex were seen pushing two large cages, each containing an indignantly hooting owl, and a redheaded little girl, who seemed like a miniature version of her mother, was trailing fearfully behind the two boys in front of them, obviously her brothers, one her age, and the other three years ahead, while clutching her mother's arm tight.

Ginny Graham smiled upon feeling her daughter, Lily Luna Graham, tugging on her sleeve.

She chuckled, causing Lily to look up at her in curiosity. "It won't be too long, you'll be going too," Lily's mother told her with a genuine smile.

The redheaded girl shook her head in dismay as she stared at the floor. "B-but that's in three years…" Lily sniffed, looking and feeling like she was on the verge of crying. "Can't I just go now?"

Suddenly, she was grabbed and placed on her father's shoulders, who was laughing. "Not today Lily."

Lily pouted as she watched her brothers walk in front of them.

Harry James Graham and Charlie Remus Graham. They were named after brave magical men of the past. Her eldest brother apparently was named after the man Lily's mom loved long ago, and his middle name came from his father, while Charlie Remus was named after her brother and another man she was close to.

As the family passed through the station, they received some odd looks from many commuters, as they made their way to platforms 9 and 10. Ginny smiled at the sight of her two sons getting along in front of them. Both Charlie and Lily were twins and felt a little left out that their eldest sibling was heading off to Hogwarts.

"Charlie, what house do you think I'll end up in?" the little Harry asked nervously to his brother. "Mom hasn't really said how we get chosen…"

Charlie just shrugged. "I wouldn't ask me… I won't be going for three years. You're the oldest, remember?"

"Yeah…" Harry moaned lightly as the family came to a stop between platforms 9 and 10.

Harry gulped as he took his trolley from his mother, but before he ran through the barrier to the other side, he seemed to hesitate before turning to his parents. "U-um, yo-you'll write to me, w-won't you?" the 11-year-old boy asked, nervous about going to Hogwarts, and terrified about his namesake making him famous.

Ginny gave him a soft smile as she levelled with him, crushing him in a sentimental hug. "Of course, sweetheart. Every day… that is if you would like us to?" Ginny asked him, disengaging from their hug, smiling at Harry's nervous smile.

Harry laughed nervously. "No, no, not every day, mom. Teddy has said before that most people only get letters from home about once a month…" though he seemed puzzled at the look of confusion on his mother's face about that.

"I wrote to Teddy at least three times a week during the 7 years he went..." Ginny said, wondering what other lies her godson has been telling her eldest child.

Alex laughed as he then stepped forward after his wife's comment, letting Lily down, and said to James. "And you don't want to believe everything your god brother wants to put in your mind about the school," he observed, with an amused grin at his middle child. "You know Teddy likes to mess around with you lot, you know that."

After saying that to his son, Alex pulled Harry into a hug. "You better write to us or your mother will have my head…"

Hearing this, Ginny scoffed at her husband, gaining a chuckle from him. "How about you take Harry through the barrier, like you did with Victorie when her second year came, babe?" Ginny smiled in remembrance. Victorie and Alex had gotten close that summer due to them babysitting so many times that Ginny rarely saw her husband during those days, which didn't quite upset her knowing he was playing with their niece.

Nodding at his wife's acknowledgement, together, father and son pushed the trolley towards the barrier, gathering a lot of speed in the process. Just as they reached the wall, Harry, like the first time his father went through the barrier with his oldest cousin, winced, but no collision was felt as they just kept running through the wall to the other side.

Instead, the two of them emerged onto the train platform to Hogwarts, thick white steam obscuring their vision as it came from the Hogwarts Express, making it impossible to really see anyone on the other side of the station clearly. Ginny came through shortly with Charlie and Lily, the former nearly losing her purse as she had to literally almost throw it back to her shoulder.

Ginny replaced her husband by Harry's side. Out of all of her children, Harry and her were the closest just because of who his namesake was, it was just natural. Ginny did love her other children the same though, she was just closer to her firstborn.

Figures upon figures were up against the train and or standing back waving at the nearly departed children that Ginny had a hard time trying to weave her way through with Harry.

Seeing only hazy forms of people as they passed by on their way down the platform, Harry anxiously turned to his mother. "Do you see them? Where are they?"

Her eldest son was referring to his uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione. Their eldest child, Rose, who was born the same year as Harry was heading off to Hogwarts too. Ron and Hermione waited to have a child due to how Ron needed a few years to recover from the coma he had been left in following the final battle. Hugo, their other kid, was also going to Hogwarts in three years. Some of the children in the family have already graduated by this time, so it was time for the next generation of Weasley's and Grahams.

It was hard to believe for Ginny that her children were a part of the next generation of students heading off to Hogwarts when a lot of her nephews and nieces had already attended, her children barely had any family to go with them.

Those in the family attending this year was; Harry James Graham, Rose Weasley and Fred and Katie Weasley's three children that were 3rd years this year. Sammy, Julia and Zachary Weasley.

Ginny looked around as well and voiced her comment to Harry as they continued to make their way through the crowd. "Don't worry, sweetheart. They've got to be around here somewhere." She smiled down at her eldest son. "We'll find them before the train leaves."

"I hope so…" he whined, still clearly searching for them. But the thick steam from the Hogwarts Express was pretty dense, making it difficult to even make out who was who, their voices almost detached from their owners.

As they walked along, Ginny thought she could hear one of her brother's, Percy Weasley, chatting to others about broomstick regulations, and made a note to make sure to stay out of that particular chat.

Shortly after walking past Percy, Ginny pointed ahead of them. "Look, I think that is them, Harry." Who jumped at her sudden exclamation, looking ahead of them to see Ron, Hermione, Fred, Katie and his cousins.

They could see a group of nine figures standing along the train, Ron, Hermione, Fred and Katie along with Harry's cousins, Rose, Hugo, Sammy, Julia and Zachary Weasley.

"Hey," said Harry, sounding immensely relieved to have found his cousins.

Already wearing their Hogwarts robes, Rose and Julia Weasley turned to beam at him as the family of five came over.

"Parked alright, then?" Alex asked, as Ron came over to throw an arm around his and Ginny's shoulders.

"I parked alright, but Hermione and Fred couldn't believe how, and why, I managed to pass my driver's test," Ron observed, grinning over at his wife and brother. "Could you believe it? My wife thought that I would confound the examiner…"

Fred laughed, knowing that is something he would do, while Hermione placed her hands on her hips, glaring playfully at him. "No, I didn't, Ronald. For once, I had complete faith in you in regard to muggle stuff."

Leaning over to Alex's ear, Ron whispered. "As a matter of fact, I did confound him, hehe…" he chuckled at the end, causing Alex to grin, and Ginny to stare at her brother in disbelief.

Fred came over and hugged his sister. "Time to watch Harry journey off into the sunset." Fred faked a tear as he watched his children helped Harry onto the train.

"Wow, look at them. I've never seen them so helpful before." Ginny observed to her brother.

"Strange… I don't remember them being this helpful, either…" said Fred, as dumbfounded as his sister.

"It's because I did so, oh husband of mine." Katie came in and giggled at their faces.

Fred took her in his arms and walked over to talk to their children.

Meanwhile, Rose's brother Hugo, and Lily were in a deep conversation, discussing what house they might end up in when it was their turn to head off to Hogwarts.

Ron joined, crouching down to their level a bit, a joking smile on his face. "Kids, if you aren't in the mighty house of Gryffindor, we'll disinherit you," Ron laughed, "But no pressure…"

"Ron!"

The two he addressed laughed, all the while Harry and Rose looked down solemnly. Ginny and Hermione both glared at Ron, who was no longer paying any attention to them. "He doesn't mean it, kids.

Ignoring their protests, he looked down the platform and then back at his family. "Hey, look who it is." Ron caught their attention, the two women putting aside their anger to look where he was covertly nodding his head some 50 yards away.

It happened to be the now recently divorced Pansy Parkinson, seeing her daughter off to Hogwarts. Pansy was wearing a dark dress, her hair curled somewhat.

Pansy's daughter resembled her in a way, as much as Lily did with Ginny, Alex and the others seemed to notice. After a bit of staring, Pansy caught sight of her old enemies staring at her, nodded curtly, and turned away, walking away with Draco Malfoy's family who had accompanied her to the platform to go to another part of the station.

"So that's her daughter, Eve," said Ron under his breath. "Rosie, I want you to make sure you beat her on every exam, thank Merlin you inherited the brains from your mother."

Fred laughed out loud, causing Katie to slap him in embarrassment. "Sorry…" he replied.

"Oh my god, Ron. Don't try to pit them against each other before they've even started school!" Hermione responded with a half stern and amused response.

Ron held up his hands in surrender, though he was smiling. "You're right, sorry."

Checking the watch of his great-grandfather, gifted to him by his mother, Alex noticed it was almost time to leave. "Alright kids, it's nearly 11:00, you'd best get yourself on board."

Ginny hugged Harry tightly, tears springing to her eyes, not wanting him to leave her. "Don't forget to give Luna our love!"

Harry decided to tease his mother a little. "Give a professor love? Mom, I can't do that…" he said, accepting the hug from his mother.

"But you know Luna…" and gave him a stern look as he rolled his eyes, interrupting her. "Outside of school, yeah, of course, but at school she's Professor Scamander, right?" Harry wanted to clarify, knowing it would amuse his mother somewhat. "I can't walk into Astronomy and give her love. Eww…"

Rolling her eyes, Ginny kissed him on both of his cheeks, giving a loving smile, and some more tears in her eyes. "See you at Christmas, sweetie and don't forget, Hagrid has invited you for…"

"Tea? I know mom." Harry smiled as he ran for the train as the whistle sounded. "Love you, mom, dad." Harry James Graham called out as he joined a compartment with his cousins. In no time at all the train began to move, Ginny and Hermione were in tears watching their kids head off to Hogwarts, their respective husbands hugging them close. Katie, having been through this already, just laughed and waved everyone off.

"Good luck son." Ginny said to herself, knowing Harry couldn't hear her.

With a tearful smile, Ginny began to lead Alex out of the station with Charlie and Lily, the latter of which holding her hand.

"He'll be alright, babe." Alex's voice reached her ears.

"Yeah, I know he will…" Ginny smiled as the four of them left the station to go home.

(If this reality had been any different, Harry Potter and Ginny Potter would have been seeing their second born son, Albus Severus Potter, off to Hogwarts nine years earlier in the year 2017… However, like Ginny had been thinking an hour before her wedding, fate had been a little cruel to her… however, in a different reality, a meeting by chance ends differently than it did before, leaving two potential lovers as mere acquaintances. Nothing more…)

"Oh, hey, are you ok Ms?" the man, who had caught her during her fall from the icy sidewalk, asked in concern.

Shaking her head out of her thoughts of what could have happened to her, Ginny stood up straight and nodded her head, smiling kindly at him. "Yeah… I'm ok, thanks. I wouldn't want to imagine what could have happened there."

He smiled at her in return, and he quickly went to hold the door open for her. Ginny could obviously tell that this brown haired man was attracted to her with the way he moved and looked at her. She could read people well, and mostly one person in her life. "Ladies first."

"Haha…" Ginny laughed. "Thank you, sir." she said, a golden glint coming from her left hand as she opened the other door leading into the coffee shop. That caught his interest, and maybe sparked some jealously in him.

"Ah, if it isn't Ginny Weasley coming in for another cup of coffee on another cold winter morning." Said the man behind the counter. "Hey, where is your hunk of a man?"

Ginny laughed. "At work, Justin." and she proceeded to order her coffee, though the man who had helped her on the sidewalk was curious as to what that man behind the counter said.

A while later, as Ginny was sitting down with her coffee at a corner table overlooking the street, hoping to see someone coming to the shop, she heard someone shuffle into the seat on the other end of her booth. Thinking it was the man she thought it was, she turned, ready to greet him, only to see it was the man from the street who had saved her from falling.

However, Ginny didn't want to show her disappointment, and still gave him a kind smile. "Oh, hi."

He smiled back at her. "Hi yourself." Silence fell between them, as Ginny was getting a little uncomfortable from the way he kept looking at her every once in a while.

'He's 100% in to me… oh no…' thought the redhead, drinking her coffee.

After another moment, the man asked. "What did the cashier mean earlier when you walked up to him? Just curious." he said, joining her in looking out the window, thinking the beautiful woman was just staring at the scenery. "Also, miss, what's your name? I never asked earlier when I helped you."

Ginny didn't really want to answer his questions, but didn't want to be rude. Although, she thought she could hear a bit of jealousy in his voice when talking about the part when she walked in. "My name is Ginny Weasley, and the cashier was referring to my fiance, Harry." Ginny pulled her ring hand into view to show him her lime-green diamond ring.

"I love the color of his eyes, so he bought me a lime-green ring, hehe." She said, admiring it once again in the sunlight. "I couldn't ask for a better man to spend my life with."

A look of hurt appeared in his eyes at the knowledge that this beautiful woman was taken, but it quickly morphed to joy at seeing how lovesick Ginny appeared to be for her fiance. "What a lovely name you have, Ginny. I hope you have a wonderful life with this, Harry..."

Ginny instantly blushed hearing his name and wanted so badly to see him again, but he was at work. "Thank you… I couldn't ask for a better man. We got together a few years ago, and I couldn't be happier. I can't ever imagine him not being in my life," the redhead gave him a dazzling smile. Though the smile wasn't the one she used on Harry.

"Wow." he said in amazement. "You sound like you don't ever want to live without him. My name is Alex Graham, by the way." he replied after her thanks.

"That's a nice name. You couldn't be more right. That man is the best thing to ever happen to me. I knew I never wanted to be with anyone else the moment he kissed me after a sports match we both played on at our boarding school." Ginny replied with a dreamy look in her eye.

Noticing that her watch was beeping, Ginny stood up and told Alex nicely. "Hey, I'm sorry… but I have to go meet up with my sister-in-law to look for a wedding dress." Ginny held out her hand to be shaken after saying that. "It was nice meeting you, Alex Graham."

He took her hand and shook it. "Likewise Ginny." He watched her leave directly after he said that, but he did see a little smile. And as she passed the window that they were sitting at, he saw her stop in her tracks, gasp and run into the arms of a happy looking young man with a faded lightning bolt scar and a lightly shaved beard and share a long and passionate kiss with her.

"That must be her fiance. They seem a bit young to be engaged, though..." he smiled.

"They are, but these two are so in love it is impossible to find others like them." When he looked up, he saw one of the cashier's at the table. "Excuse me, sir… but you might need to move because there are other customers needing to be seated." she said to Alex.

"Melanie, we need you back at the counter pronto." The cashier Ginny spoke to earlier called her back to the front.

The girl turned back to him and pointed to the door kindly. Alex smiled at the waitress known as Melanie, and she smiled back, but there was more to that smile that he didn't catch. But somehow he knew he should come back in the future.

As Alex left, he saw Ginny and her fiance, Harry, walking away down the street. As they stopped once more, Alex could see the love in their eyes as she gleefully jumped up and down and hugged him. Clearly, that Harry guy had said something to excite her quite a bit.

Sure, he liked Ginny at first sight. Her personality and figure sounded and looked amazing. But now he realized that nothing more would come with them meeting.

(If it had been any other way, this reality would have turned out the exact same as the other. But in this reality, Harry was never confronted and hypnotized by a lonely snake, leading most to think he had vanished, and because of that he survived the Battle of Hogwarts in 1998 and went on to become a successful auror, marrying Ginny Weasley. The love of his life.)

As Alex Graham walked away, he knew then, and only then:

He and Ginny met by chance.

They parted… as acquaintances…

THE END

And there you have it. A completely different take on those events, or those I could fit in. Harry being taken shortly before using magic and going to Grimmauld Place, writing a letter meant for Ginny, but completely forgetting about it and everything else that happened in the story.

The Ginny Vs Voldemort scene is a parody off of the book and I tried to change it around as much as I possibly could, while the train station scene is mostly from my Ginny and Lily: Servants for Life five parter with a few key differences added in as you could tell.

I thought I should also throw in that ending with an alternate reality where everything transpired like it did in canon, having Harry still be alive and he and Ginny being engaged leaving Alex and her as just simple acquaintances, where Ginny could possibly forget about him while he may not.

The next one takes place during the start of Ginny's 7th year, so I hope you enjoyed this and are ready for the next one.

Afterwards, I shall return to Ginny Weasley: Double Life to write a few chapters there after having left that story

Hope you enjoyed, and thanks for reading.

Thanks again to Marcus. S. Lazarus for the hard work he does on making my stories as presentable as can be since my grammar isn't 100% perfect.

Until next time...