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A/N: Man, I am so incredibly sorry for all of this. I'm so stressed out lately. I've been trying to keep up with my grades and what little social life I have. And finals are coming up in a week or so, so I'm really freaking out about that. I'll try my best not to go so long again without updating. But as I said, I've got a lot going on right now and I can make no promises. So once again I'm really sorry guys. I'll try and get the next chapter to you all by the end of my finals. Read and review please.
Once again, in the blink of an eye, Ginny found herself in a completely changed environment. However, she smiled to herself, growing quite used to this. And so there she stood for a few moments, just gazing dreamily at the gorgeous and familiar building before her. Hogwarts, less then two decades earlier.
"Well, I'm home." She whispered to herself.
Then she began to make her way through the hallways and up to Dumbledore's office. But carefully she went, for if she had been seen it could result in a changed future. Luckily enough she hadn't seen anyone around. The halls were empty, and Ginny couldn't quite figure why. Where was everyone? What was going on?
She continued up the many flights of stairs and made her way up to his office. There she found the door open and Dumbledore standing there with an expectant look upon his face. She cask him a confused and questioning expression. And his only response to this action was a warm and kindly smile.
"Sir, what's going on?" Ginny asked.
"You've been sent back in time so that you can eventually be reunited with our young friend Remus." He answered.
"I know that, but what is going on right now? No one's around? Is something wrong?" Ginny questioned.
"No, nothing is wrong my child. Everything is well, and all are in good health. There is a Quidditch match starting in ten minutes. Therefore the halls have been emptied and the stand filled." He smiled.
"Oh, that makes sense now. But I'm still confused on many things." Ginny stated.
"For example?" Dumbledore inquired.
"What will become of me now? What do I do? Where do I go? How is all this going to work?" She sighed with frustration.
"Well, keeping you around here is simply not an option. So we will have to send you somewhere, another school where you will live out these next few years. Unfortunately you will not be allowed any contact with Remus for the time being. I will allow you to visit him occasionally when he is sleeping or ill, too ill to remember ever seeing you. And you are more then welcome to write and ask of his well being. But you will not be allowed to see him aside from rare circumstances for almost another ten years." He explained.
"You have no idea how hard this is for me. I love him so much and I now find myself questioning whether this was a good idea or not. But because I love him I shall agree to anything you wish. So long as I am promised that we will be reunited and will be allowed to live happily ever after when this is all done and over with." She nodded.
"Good. We have an understanding." He chuckled.
"But I still have much more questions. So many things I need to ask and figure out." She groaned in frustration.
"There is time to fix all of this. Although I think out in the open would not be a particularly appropriate place to discuss such matters. Perhaps you would like to join me in my office." He smiled and closed the door behind them.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
After talking everything through thoroughly, Ginny now understood the entire situation. Grudgingly she agreed to cooperate and live in torture for the next few years, but only for Remus. Still, talking to Dumbledore cleared up many things and she felt somewhat at peace. She knew she would never feel happy or completely content until the years had passed her by. But it would be well worth the wait.
"I've made all the proper arrangements now. Everything is set for tomorrow." Dumbledore informed her late that night.
"What's going to happen tomorrow?" She asked.
"Tomorrow you will leave for a small, but very highly thought of school in Scotland. I'm sure you'll like it there. A very nice place if my memory serves me right." He patted her shoulder.
"I hope so. I guess I should e getting to sleep then. I'm probably leaving early in the morning aren't I?" She sighed sadly.
"That would be correct. Well now, it is late. I should get some sleep as well. I'll be sure to see you off in the morning." He smiled warmly, turning to leave.
"Wait!" Ginny bolted up.
"Yes?" He looked at her quizzically.
"Can I see him one last time? Tomorrow morning I'll be leaving early, and I won't have time to see him. May I please see him one last time?" She pleaded desperately.
"I suppose a quick visit would do no harm. There is an invisibility cloak there in the closet. You know the way to his chambers I believe. But do not linger too long." He warned, and departed.
As soon as he was gone she rushed to the closet and threw open the door. There she found a cloak hanging, waiting for her. And after flinging it over herself she raced as swiftly as she could carry herself up to his room.
It did not take more then a few minutes to arrive there and when she reached the doorway she looked around. It was black, except for a candle lit by the side of his bed. He had fallen asleep while reading apparently.
Ginny walked over to his side and gently pulled the book from his grasp and placed a bookmark in where he had left off. Then she examined it. It was a book of sad poetry. About longing, aching, broken hearts. She felt a sad pang and her heart stung.
Then she looked down at him. She looked upon his sweet and comforting features. She stood not but two feet from him, and yet she felt miles apart. She stared at him longingly, and could not resist lying by his side for just a few moments.
She carefully crawled beside him and lightly rested her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. And for those few minutes that she stayed there she felt complete. And she felt so at ease and relaxed that she fell asleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
By the time she awoke it was nearly sunrise. She would have to go soon, and Remus would wake up soon. She was about to jump out of bed, but she felt an arm pull her in closer. She closed her eyes for a moment, half hoping half dreading his reaction if he woke up.
He held her closer, as if he knew she was leaving and might never see her again. It was heartbreaking. She lay there, debating whether to forget everything and stay with him, or to flee. But after a few seconds thought she carefully struggled out of his arms. He stirred as if not completely asleep.
She picked up the cloak and held it in her arms and stared at him just a few minutes longer, brushing a few brunette strands from his face. Then she looked at his lips. Without thinking she leaned down and softly pressed her lips to his.
When she pulled away his eyes fluttered open. A tear rolled down her cheek, as she hid beneath the cloak. She watched as his eyes grew wide and looked around.
"Ginny!?!?" He whispered desperately.
She wanted so badly to go to him now, but saw him sigh in his angst and frustration and turned away. And with one last glance behind her, she never laid eyes upon him again. Or not for a very long time at least.
A/N: Man, I am so incredibly sorry for all of this. I'm so stressed out lately. I've been trying to keep up with my grades and what little social life I have. And finals are coming up in a week or so, so I'm really freaking out about that. I'll try my best not to go so long again without updating. But as I said, I've got a lot going on right now and I can make no promises. So once again I'm really sorry guys. I'll try and get the next chapter to you all by the end of my finals. Read and review please.
Once again, in the blink of an eye, Ginny found herself in a completely changed environment. However, she smiled to herself, growing quite used to this. And so there she stood for a few moments, just gazing dreamily at the gorgeous and familiar building before her. Hogwarts, less then two decades earlier.
"Well, I'm home." She whispered to herself.
Then she began to make her way through the hallways and up to Dumbledore's office. But carefully she went, for if she had been seen it could result in a changed future. Luckily enough she hadn't seen anyone around. The halls were empty, and Ginny couldn't quite figure why. Where was everyone? What was going on?
She continued up the many flights of stairs and made her way up to his office. There she found the door open and Dumbledore standing there with an expectant look upon his face. She cask him a confused and questioning expression. And his only response to this action was a warm and kindly smile.
"Sir, what's going on?" Ginny asked.
"You've been sent back in time so that you can eventually be reunited with our young friend Remus." He answered.
"I know that, but what is going on right now? No one's around? Is something wrong?" Ginny questioned.
"No, nothing is wrong my child. Everything is well, and all are in good health. There is a Quidditch match starting in ten minutes. Therefore the halls have been emptied and the stand filled." He smiled.
"Oh, that makes sense now. But I'm still confused on many things." Ginny stated.
"For example?" Dumbledore inquired.
"What will become of me now? What do I do? Where do I go? How is all this going to work?" She sighed with frustration.
"Well, keeping you around here is simply not an option. So we will have to send you somewhere, another school where you will live out these next few years. Unfortunately you will not be allowed any contact with Remus for the time being. I will allow you to visit him occasionally when he is sleeping or ill, too ill to remember ever seeing you. And you are more then welcome to write and ask of his well being. But you will not be allowed to see him aside from rare circumstances for almost another ten years." He explained.
"You have no idea how hard this is for me. I love him so much and I now find myself questioning whether this was a good idea or not. But because I love him I shall agree to anything you wish. So long as I am promised that we will be reunited and will be allowed to live happily ever after when this is all done and over with." She nodded.
"Good. We have an understanding." He chuckled.
"But I still have much more questions. So many things I need to ask and figure out." She groaned in frustration.
"There is time to fix all of this. Although I think out in the open would not be a particularly appropriate place to discuss such matters. Perhaps you would like to join me in my office." He smiled and closed the door behind them.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
After talking everything through thoroughly, Ginny now understood the entire situation. Grudgingly she agreed to cooperate and live in torture for the next few years, but only for Remus. Still, talking to Dumbledore cleared up many things and she felt somewhat at peace. She knew she would never feel happy or completely content until the years had passed her by. But it would be well worth the wait.
"I've made all the proper arrangements now. Everything is set for tomorrow." Dumbledore informed her late that night.
"What's going to happen tomorrow?" She asked.
"Tomorrow you will leave for a small, but very highly thought of school in Scotland. I'm sure you'll like it there. A very nice place if my memory serves me right." He patted her shoulder.
"I hope so. I guess I should e getting to sleep then. I'm probably leaving early in the morning aren't I?" She sighed sadly.
"That would be correct. Well now, it is late. I should get some sleep as well. I'll be sure to see you off in the morning." He smiled warmly, turning to leave.
"Wait!" Ginny bolted up.
"Yes?" He looked at her quizzically.
"Can I see him one last time? Tomorrow morning I'll be leaving early, and I won't have time to see him. May I please see him one last time?" She pleaded desperately.
"I suppose a quick visit would do no harm. There is an invisibility cloak there in the closet. You know the way to his chambers I believe. But do not linger too long." He warned, and departed.
As soon as he was gone she rushed to the closet and threw open the door. There she found a cloak hanging, waiting for her. And after flinging it over herself she raced as swiftly as she could carry herself up to his room.
It did not take more then a few minutes to arrive there and when she reached the doorway she looked around. It was black, except for a candle lit by the side of his bed. He had fallen asleep while reading apparently.
Ginny walked over to his side and gently pulled the book from his grasp and placed a bookmark in where he had left off. Then she examined it. It was a book of sad poetry. About longing, aching, broken hearts. She felt a sad pang and her heart stung.
Then she looked down at him. She looked upon his sweet and comforting features. She stood not but two feet from him, and yet she felt miles apart. She stared at him longingly, and could not resist lying by his side for just a few moments.
She carefully crawled beside him and lightly rested her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. And for those few minutes that she stayed there she felt complete. And she felt so at ease and relaxed that she fell asleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
By the time she awoke it was nearly sunrise. She would have to go soon, and Remus would wake up soon. She was about to jump out of bed, but she felt an arm pull her in closer. She closed her eyes for a moment, half hoping half dreading his reaction if he woke up.
He held her closer, as if he knew she was leaving and might never see her again. It was heartbreaking. She lay there, debating whether to forget everything and stay with him, or to flee. But after a few seconds thought she carefully struggled out of his arms. He stirred as if not completely asleep.
She picked up the cloak and held it in her arms and stared at him just a few minutes longer, brushing a few brunette strands from his face. Then she looked at his lips. Without thinking she leaned down and softly pressed her lips to his.
When she pulled away his eyes fluttered open. A tear rolled down her cheek, as she hid beneath the cloak. She watched as his eyes grew wide and looked around.
"Ginny!?!?" He whispered desperately.
She wanted so badly to go to him now, but saw him sigh in his angst and frustration and turned away. And with one last glance behind her, she never laid eyes upon him again. Or not for a very long time at least.