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To Istalksiriusonweekends: The Weasley's kid was a still born which would account to why they didn't have a kid.
OK! WOW! I think that is the longest intro I ever wrote! OK I'll shut up now even though half of you aren't even reading this!!! Shame On You!!!!!!!!! On with my ficcy!!!
Ohh!!! One more thing I may or may not include spoilers from the 6th book in this, depends if the come up. OK I'll shut up now!
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Ginny sat on the plush red couch in the Gryffindor Common Room, petting a small Boa Constrictor. The Boa was a beautiful one. The formations of her colorations were simply marvelous! Browns and black depicted her petite form. On her head just between her eyes was to the naked eye was just another marking but if looked closely enough at could be seen as a regal crown. This marking was what she was named for.
Elizabeth slithered her head into and out of Ginny's milky fingers. But Ginny was to sidetrack to notice this she was thinking back to the day when her entire life changed forever. September second 1998.
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Ginny was mad! Super mad!! Her father had left to go to work an hour ago and her mother had left around the same time to go shopping. And where was Ginny all by herself, told to stay in the house and be good.
Poor little Ginny with no friends! Poor little Ginny stuck by herself while everyone was at Hogwarts! Poor little Ginny! Ron why don't you include Ginny in your games! Because we all know Ginny can't make her own friends! We all know Ginny can't take care of herself! IT PISSED HER OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ginny kicked the wall without even noticing it that is until she noticed that her baseboard had come loose.
"What the hell!" Ginny thought
She leaned down until her eyes were adjacent to the loose baseboard. She noticed that their was a white envelope sticking out. She tore the baseboard off the wall, though not hard enough that she wouldn't be able to put it back. She looked down at the envelope in her hands.
To: Miss Ginny Potter
Well that was her name even though the last name was wrong. And it did come out of her baseboard. It must be hers. How could it not be? Her father had built this room as soon as he found out Mum was pregnant again. All right I'll open it!
Dear Ginny,
I can only how much you have grown over the past ten years. You need to know this was all for your own safety, you have a destiny and you must fulfill it.
I love you if nothing else you must know that, as does your father. You must know this was a very hard choice for us to make. But we had to give you up.
~ What! Wait I must have misread that. No it really says that~
You should know that the people you are living with aren't your real parents, we are, Lily & James Potter.
~ Wait! WHAT THE HELL! This lady is crazy! ~
I know this will come as quiet a shock but whether you believe it or not it is true. We had to give you up, I had a vision where YOU-KNOW-WHO came and killed you, you father and I, but Harry lived. We had to save you. You won't understand now but when you are old enough all will be told.
~ This can't be true! That would mean Harry was her real brother~
Ginny you should know you are no ordinary girl; you and Harry have our powers.
~POWERS? WHOAH!!!! If this is true- NO IT CAN'T~
Ginny both you and Harry are Healers, true healers not like from St. Mungo's, if someone so little as scrapes their knee you can heal them. That's your father's lovely gift to you. His other was his parseltongue abilities which you both will have.
~ Whoah!!! Freakin' Cool! If it's true. ~
You and I have more in common than our red hair and straight, petite nose, we are both psychics. Remember Charlie's accident.
~ How did she know tha- oh right psychic~
We love you two so much and only wish the best for you two! Give Harry his letter when you tell him, He'll take it better than you think.
LOVE, Lily Evans Potter
P.S. Enclosed is my grandmother's locket. Take care of it.
A Potter? She was a Potter? She couldn't be! But how else could she have know about how she had seen in her dreams where Charlie was whacked by a dragon's tail, how she had heard a deafening crack, how she had woken screaming incoherently about Charlie, how the next morning a letter from Charlie saying he had broken his arm training a dragon.
Parseltongue, well she already knew she was that, though she had never told anyone. She remembered her family going to muggle zoo. Her father had been bubbling with excitement at the thought of seeing a zoo from a muggle point of view. She remembered seeing a very old Boa Constrictor, god she loved Boas. She remebered asking it if it was bored and to her surprise it answered. That's when she found out.
Healer, that she could remember as well. The day it happened she and Ron were playing in the yard. She was 4 and he was 5. She knew he didn't remember, but she did. They were riding their bikes and Ron fell breaking one of his spokes. As his arm ran across it an enormous gash appeared. She remembered leaning down and placing her hand on the wound, they were both screaming but were both to far away for her mother to here. Suddenly Ron had stopped screaming. Ginny picked up her hand and saw that the gash was gone, not even a scar. Ron noticed this and got right back on his bike, broken spoke and all. But Ginny could not move, she just kept looking down at her hand which was covered in blood, not hers but Ron's.
Ginny picked up the locket from the envelope and put it around her neck. She put the letter and the envelope back in the hiding place next to a yellow envelope addressed to Harry.
She went and looked into the mirror. She never before noticed how much she was different from her family. Hers was a dark, dark red instead of an orangey mass atop the weasleys. So dark that it looked like blood falling from her head to cascade down her shoulders. And her cheekbones were high so much unlike Mrs. Weasley round, plump face or Mr. Weasley's muttonchops. Her eyes had always troubled her, chocolate brown in a sea of blue-green. Her nose she just now noticed it. It was straight, pointed and petite just as her mother had said.
So I'm a Potter, eh? I could do worse.
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So now Ginny sat on the plush couch, with a beautiful snake in her lap and she knew what she was. In her sixth year she was all alone once again sitting on that couch.
"What'sss wrong young one?" Elizabeth hissed from her scale ridden mouth.
"Just thinking isss all" Ginny hissed back
"Anythingsss in particular?" She asked
"Yesss but no need to trouble you with them." Ginny said
"Ginny?!! I must be hearing things" Ginny heard someone say. She looked up to see a certain raven haired boy with a scar on his forehead. "You're a Parseltongue?!!"
"Yes" she said to him. No use prolonging it. He's seventeen he should be able to handle it. "It runs in my family"
"Runs in your family? Ron never told me." Harry said
"Ron doesn't know that my father was a parseltongue, it's just one of the many things he doesn't know"
"So you're a paselton- wait what do you mean was? He's still alive"
"I've never shown you a picture of my parents have I?" Ginny said then reached into her jean pocket and brought out a picture of a waving couple. The man with jet black hair and chocolate brown eyes and the woman with blood colored hair, like a waterfall of blood and piercing green eyes.
"Ginny you must be going crazy these are my parents" Harry said
"Yes they are. But they're mine too" Ginny said staring resolute into Harry flabbergasted face. "Sit down Harry we have to talk"
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So how was that? Did I do OK with the Flashback? Next up, how does Harry take the news? A meeting with Dumbledore, My OC, and maybe even Snape! So Review!!!!!!