Chapter 12

Gwynny finished her toast slowly. She could feel herself shaking, but she was glad she'd done what she had. There was no way she could have pretended to like Draco Malfoy, no way at all. And she knew she'd scored her mother some points with her aunt, uncle, and father. At least, she hoped so. Gwynny looked back around, and saw Malfoy talking to a blonde Hufflepuff girl.

"Who's that Malfoy's talking to?" She asked the plump, moon-faced boy sitting next to her. He looked at her curiously.

"That's Susan Bones. You know her, she helped you in Potions."

"Oh." Gwynny nodded slowly. She vaguely remembered her father telling her that her Mum had been horrible at both Potions and cooking when she'd been in school. To be quite honest, Gwynny couldn't imagine it. For as long as she could remember, her Mum had made healing potions when Ron or Kati had hurt themselves (Gwynny never being allowed to do anything that might need a healing potion, not while Mum was around, anyway.) But Gwynny was, as far as she knew, an ok cook. And she was doing well in Potions. So what was she supposed to do? Pretend that she didn't know what she was doing? Or do as well as she knew she could. Wait a sec! She thought, I'm only 11; I couldn't possibly know enough about Potions to do well! With a happy heart, she headed to Charms.

She'd forgotten all about the mirror.

~*~

Kati sighed, and pushed her mashed potato over to one edge of her plate. She glared in disgust at her cousin Gabrielle, who couldn't have looked happier. Even Ron was picking at his food, and Mum, well, she hadn't eaten anything at all. Kati gasped, as a vision overtook her.

"What are you doing, Ginny?" A dark-skinned girl asked. The other girl, who Kati recognised as her mother, looked up from what she was writing.

"I'm writing in my diary, Leslie." She said, but her voice didn't sound like Ginny Potter's at all.

"Oh." Leslie paused. "How come you did so well in Potions today? Usually you can't even boil water without blowing up your cauldron." Ginny frowned in annoyance.

"Thanks for reminding me." She said testily. "I don't know I guess I just felt inspired."

"And what happened to your eyes? You don't look like yourself. It's as if you're someone else."

"Huh, yeah, well I'm actually Ginny's daughter from the future, sent back in time by a freak accident." Ginny said bitterly.

"No need to be so rude!" Leslie snapped. "I don't know what's gotten into you lately, first you perform those stupid stunts on your broom, then you dump Draco Malfoy, the cutest guy in school – aside from Harry Potter, and your brothers – and now this! Call me when you're back to normal." With that, Leslie got up, and stormed out.

Kati's vision ended, and she opened her eyes to find everyone staring at her. Kati exhaled slowly, then got up, and ran from the Hall. She only just managed to get to the bathroom before sick.

***

Kati leaned her head against the cool glass of one of the spotty mirrors. She turned the tap, to wash her face, but no water came out. She frowned.

"That tap's never worked." A gloomy voice said. Kati gave a small shriek, and swiftly turned around.

"Circe's mirror." She said, panting, "You gave me a scare! I wasn't expecting-"

"No, of course you weren't, no one ever is." The ghost said bitterly, "No one ever thinks about me!" The last word was a wail. Kati stared at the miserable ghost in horror. Great, she'd made someone else cry! What a wonderful week she was having!

"Oh, please don't cry." She begged. "I'm sorry." The ghost kept sobbing.

"Everybody hates me." She howled. "There's only one student here who's been nice to me for yonks, and I haven't seen her in ages!"

"What was her name?" Kati asked, wondering who'd be desperate enough to befriend this ghost.

"Gwynny Potter!" Kati winced. Ouch.

"I'm her sister, Kati," Kati began, and the ghost stopped bawling, and glared at her fiercely.

"Oh, yes, she's told me all about you!" She said sharply, voice trembling with anger. "You're her sister all right! Promising to spend time with her, then ignoring her! Wonderful sister you are! Even Olive Hornsby was nice to her sister!" With that, the ghost dove back down the toilet, and moments later, water gushed out all over Kati's ankles.

***

Kati wandered along, shoes squelching with every step, deep in thought. She was so preoccupied that she didn't see Malfoy until she'd walked right into her. Malfoy scowled.

"Watch where you're going, Potter." She snapped. Then she smirked. "But while you're here, please, make sure to say hello to Gwyneth for me." Kati frowned, then smiled slightly.

"Sure, Malfoy." She said pleasantly. "Anything else? I need to ask her for my socks back." The shocked look on Malfoy's face confirmed her suspicions, and she was glad she was alone; if Ron had been with her he would have ruined everything with his temper. "Ja, Malfoy." She said cheerfully, and left.

~*~

"Miss Weasley." Gwynny looked up from her dinner, and smiled politely at Dumbledore,

"Yes, Professor?" She asked.

"Miss Weasley, if I could speak to you for a moment?" Gwynny searched Dumbledore's face, and gulped. There was something seriously wrong here.

"Of c-course." She stammered.

"Good, follow me." Gwynny got up, and followed him to his office. When she was seated, he sat down behind his desk, and looked at her seriously. "Gwyneth, I hate to ask you this, but do you have any idea how much danger you are in here?"

"What do you mean?" Gwynny asked, thinking she got it, but not positive.

"Just think; if this got out, and Voldemort found out that you are actually Gwyneth Potter, daughter of Harry and Virginia Potter, you could be in grave danger. All he would have to do is kill you, effectively killing Miss Weasley as well, and stopping you from existing." And him from being defeated. Gwynny added silently. She looked at Dumbledore nervously.

"Why are you telling me this, sir?" She questioned.

"I heard that you told Leslie Barton something odd earlier today after having a disagreement with her. You said you were Ginny Weasley's daughter from the future. You must be careful what you say, to everyone. I shouldn't have to tell you this." Gwynny nodded, and hung her head shamefully.

"Sorry, Professor." She said softly. Dumbledore nodded, as if satisfied.

"Good. You may go now." He said. Gwynny nodded again, and got up, and left.

~Preview of Chapter 13~

I'm glad that I've got you at least. She said to Emrys, I don't know what I'd do if I were here alone.

I am glad I am in your company too. Emrys replied.

"Ginny? What are you doing? Who are you talking to?" Gwynny's father's voice asked. Gwynny turned around, and watched in horror, as Harry took off his invisibility cloak.