Thank you for your reviews. They've been really helpful. I hope this story is making sense. If not, eventually it will become clearer. I'd recommend reading The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley to clear up any confusion. Enjoy!

Sparrow
Reunited at Last

"Hello, Ginny. It's nice to see you as well," said Hermione Granger.

"Ginny, we need your answer. The trip will take quite a few hours to make. Reunions can wait. You either need to pack, or you need to give your farewells to Hermione and myself. Either way, make haste," said Aunt Kassandra.

"I choose...."said Ginny almost inaudibly. "To fulfill my destiny if it is my destiny to fulfill."

"Good. Hermione, you may go with Ginny to pack and say hello to Ron and Harry. And Draco," said Kassandra giving Hermione a small smile. "Pack lightly, Ginny. In Avalon we will provide you with robes and other neccessities."

Ginny looked over at Hermione. It was then she noticed the finely woven wool robe. It was a deep blue color that resembled the darkes part of the ocean. The robe was plain, but looked lovely. Ginny was nervous. She just decided her future. It was at that moment that she realized fully what she had done. Ginny had decided to leave her family for an extended period of time.

"Aunt Kassandra," said Ginny looking at her aunt. "Does Mum know that I am going to Avalon?"

"Igraine knows it was your destiny. She knows it was your choice."

"Oh."

Hermione led Ginny out of the chamber. The hall was empty. They were silent until they arrived at the Fat Lady's portrait.

"Hinkydink," said Ginny.

"I miss this place so much," said Hermione sniffing. "It was so lonely in Avalon. But The Lady said not to worry because there will be other's coming soon. I don't like it there. It makes me feel weird. I can't wear my crosses or say anything about God or Jesus there. It's all the Mother Goddess. I don't like it, Ginny. But The Lady said that soon everything wi;; be normal again, but i don't think it will."

Hermione seemed extremely upset. She was choking back sobs while wiping her eyes with the sleeve of her robe. Hermione never seemed overly religious until now. Ginny knew she wore a cross, but she didn't know Hermione was so Christian.

"It will be fine, Hermione. Why are you at Avalon, who is your predecessor?"

"Gwenhwyfar. The white shadow. The one destined to betray her king. The barren queen. Take your pick."

"Oh, Hermione. Don't cry," Ginny ackwardly put her arm around Ginny. "I'll there now. It will be fine. You'll see."

"Ginny. You don't understand do you? Maybe you didn't read all the books like I did. But I read about Arthur and everyone. Let's just say you and I weren't the best of friends back then. Morgaine and Gwenhwyfar hated one another, Ginny. They were polite only when Morgaine and Arthur got along. I don't want to lose you as my friend, Ginny."

Ginny put a few items in her smallest trunk. She put her books full of spells, her wand, and a photo book of her family. She also packed a few items of value. Ginny put a pearl statue of a fairy that Draco bought for her in their fourth year. It took her a few more minutes of deciding whether to take the small crescent moon necklace and dagger her mother had gave her when coming to Hogwarts. She decided to take them both.

Hermione caught a glimpse of the necklace as Ginny wrapped it inside a velvet cloth.

"Let me see that Ginny!" shrieked Hermione.

Ginny opened the cloth to show a old copper crescent moon that was beaten with a hammer. It was obviously old. There was a thin piece of rope holding it.

"Where did you get this, Ginny?"

"Mum. She gave it to me for getting into Hogwarts. Why?"

"These things are given to priestesses. This dagger," pointed Hermione. "And this charm is given to priestesses. Where did she get these?"

"Said it was in the family for generations."

"Ginny, if I'm not mistaken, this" she pointed again to the dagger and necklace. "And this were Morgaine's. She returned them to Avalon before she left. It's proof you are her!"

Hermione stopped crying now. She was eyeing the adornments in awe.

"Let's go say bye to the boys," said Ginny, changing the topic.

Ginny and Hermione walked down the corridor to the boys' room. Ron and Harry were sitting on Harry's bed playing a game of Exploding Snap. Harry was the first to see Hermione. Ron's back was to the door.

"Hermione!" he yelled. His face turned red with delight.

"Hello, Harry. Hello, Ron. Don't you have homework to do?" she scolded them.

Ron and Harry lept off the bed and ran to where she stood. They hugged her until she thought her lungs would burst.

"Are you back for good? We've all missed you. Even Snape. We've even done good in our classes. Oh, Lupin's back. He was disappointed that you were no longer here."

"Calm down, Ron," she laughed. "I'm not staying. I have to go back to the other school. Ginny is going with me. I must go say hello to Lupin and Draco. So I shall see you both soon."

Hermione said goodbye and gave them each a hug and kiss on the cheek. Ginny said goodbye and then they left. They practically ran to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room. Professor Lupin was sitting at his desk going over that weeks lesson plan.

"Hello, Professor!"

"Hermione, my dear it is great to see you. Are you back?"

"No, me and Ginny have to go back. Hopefully we'll be back for next year though. I miss these classes the most," said Hermione sadly.

"I shall send messages from everyone through Merlin," said Ginny.

Lupin gave Ginny and Hermione both hugs.

"It is a brave thing you girls are doing. Goodbye."

Ginny and Hermione ran to the dungeons. They didn't know the password to get in. Luckily a seventh year Slytherin was trying to go in. They asked her to get Draco. Hermione and Ginny waited two minutes for him.

"HERMIONE!" he yelled. "Oh my god, I missed you! Are you back?"

"No, we came to say goodbye. We must leave. We will try and send letters," said Ginny.

"Ginny, you're leaving?"

"Yes. We must get going. We've a long trip to make. Goodbye, Draco."

Ginny walked out of the Slytherin corridor. She didn't realize there were tears streaming down her face until Hermione asked what was wrong. Ginny couldn't answer. She couldn't put in words the emotions she felt. For the first time in her life, she wasn't on the straight and narrow path of the normal witch. Ginny was taking a risk. This may make or break her future.

An hor after they started, they met Kassandra at Dumbledore's office.

"We shall leave now. We'll travel from Hogsmeade. There is a place there where we can rent broomsticks. Not to worry, they are Nimbus 2000. And rather cheap. It will be a seven hour trip though. We shall not stop, so I suggest you bring something from the kitchens to eat and drink. Meet me at the entrance to the school in five minutes."

Hermione and Ginny dashed to the kitchens. They were greeted by a dozen house elves. Hermione looked mad. She must still be on about the elves, thought Ginny. The elves loaded them with miniature meat pies and cream puffs. They also got bottles of pumpkin juice. They made it to the entrance in the nick of time.

"When we get to Avalon, Morgaine, you will go to the House of Maidens. There we shall renew your training. It may take two years or two months. There is no telling."

"Viviane, she has the adornments. I think they were Morgaine's but I am unsure," spoke Hermione carefully.

"Let me see these things, Ginny."

Hermione held up the small trunk while they walked, so Ginny could get it out. Once out of the trunk, she handed it to Kassandra. She analyzed it carefully. A few minutes passed and they were at the gates of Hogwarts.

"It is indeed the dagger and crescent of Morgaine," said Kassandra. "It was given to Morgaine when she tried to return to Avalon for the final time. Niniane, who was then the Lady. It was kept safe through the generations of our family."

"So, it was mine?"

"Yes. You originally left them to me when you got mad and left. You went to your Aunt Morgause. And there, was the beginning of the end. There you had Mordred. And there you left him. He was raised as a bastard. A welp of Morgause's. She poisoned his mind. Morgause turned him against Arthur. And when he went to Camelot, he was the enemy."

No one talked the rest of the way to Hogsmeade. They walked down to Brusca's Broom Rental. Aunt Kassandra pulled out a sack full of golden galleons. An hour later, they were on their way.

* * *

"Here we are," said Lady Kassandra six hours later. "The shores of Avalon."

"But Aunt, all I see is fog. And I hear church bells. Are we going to the church?"

"No Morgaine. We shall not ever go to the churches. A long time ago, the church betrayed us. Never again shall sworn Priestesses step foot in there. No, I will call the boat and part the mists. Then we will go to Avalon."

"Why is it so foggy?" asked Morgaine.

"To protect us. People came long before you and me, Morgaine. They tried to hurt the priestesses. The Mother allowed us to pull down the mists and hide us."

Ginny stopped asking questions. Hermione was totally silent. Lady Kassandra raised both of her hands. Then a shape appeared in the mists. It was a boat. It was rowed by two small, dark men. There was just enough room for three more people to fit in. Hermione sat in the back, while Ginny sat closer to the front. The Lady stood in the middle. She looked as if she was meditating.

Then Kassandra rose her hands to the sky, then brought them down again to her side. She said an enchantment. Then the mists parted. Ginny, who had seen many magical things, was in awe.

"Welcome home, Morgaine. Welcome home," said Kassandra hugging Ginny.

"It's beautiful. Is it real, Aunt? When can I part the mists?"

"Yes, Morgaine. It is real. More real than anything else in the world. You will part the mists as part of your Priestess training. But when we get to Avalon, you will stay the night with Hermione and I. But then, it shall not matter if you are my kinswoman. You will be treated as other girls being trained."

When they landed on the dock, a half dozen pristesses greeted them. One woman took Ginny's trunk. Another took the brooms.

"Raven, I shall have guests tonight, so please prepare my home."

As they walked up the hill to the houses, Ginny looked back in the fog. For the first time in her life, she knew what Harry felt when he came to Hogwarts. Ginny knew what it felt like to be home.

~*~Jaimie~*~

I hope you liked this chapter. It was easier to write than the others. I'll try to update it often.