Chapter 2

Ginny had explained everything that Elrond had told her during their short meeting to her mother at least 10 times but Mrs weasly could still not understand why Ginny had to go away…Ginny knew that she must leave when her grandfather returned there was something that she must do in the world that she belonged to. Any way she couldn't exactly go to Hogwarts completely changed could she?

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Mr weasly had had a bad day at work, well actually the day had gone from bad to worse, and the final blow had been when he had opened a message from the aurors dept saying that there had been a mysterious magical "creature" who had visited his house preformed some very strong unknown magic and then vanished, he had rushed to the elevators and climbed into the first one that arrived at his level, there had been a very long queue for the fireplaces, so it was fully two hours after he received the note that he arrived at the burrow. He landed it the fireplace in the hallway and heard low voices in the kitchen.

"Hello, is everyone Ok I heard that there was a huge magical working that took place here? Was anyone hurt? What hap…." He shut up immediately, his wife had been crying, and there was a stranger sitting next to her.

"Molly dear, who is this???"

"This is our 'daughter'"

"Our…daughter…? What happened to happened??"

"Ginny's grandfather came over for breakfast…"

"Grandfather…but both of her grandfathers are dead…"

"Her real grandfather…"

"What do you mean her real grandfather…?"

"Ginny dear would you go out and play with Harry and Ron and Hermione they are playing in the garden…"

Ginny left

"Anything you want to tell me about Ginny's parents??"

"No Arthur I was not unfaithful to you, Ginny is not my child…"

"What?????"

"I found her on the kitchen table one morning…"

"What?????"

"She is not our child…"

"Then why did you take her in???"

"She was left with a thousand galleons and a letter requesting that she should be kept safe I had always wanted a little girl…"

"One thousand galleons, what did you do with the money?"

"It is in a private account in gringotts, I knew even then how you felt about borrowing money, so it is all their every galleon of it…"

"Who are her parents that they are that rich but can not send their child to a better place?"

"Ginny's grandfather told her that she was brought here in a hurry and placed just on the other side of the portal between here and were she is from."

"So are you willing to let her go?"

"No not really, may be we should ask Dumbledore about it…"

"There is an order of the phoenix meeting tonight I will ask Dumbledore after it."

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Ginny went out into the garden; she wondered how her father would react to the news that she was not his child… Harry, Ron and Hermione were over at the broom shed,

"Hey Ginny do you want to come up into the woods?"

"yeah sure… but I'm not sure whether I can actually do that sort of magic any more…I think that my elven magic was altered by a very powerful spell so that it appeared to be like the magic in this world…"

"Oh…well Ginny I'm sure that the woods would be a good place for you to experiment with your magic, in the book that I read elves are supposed to have powers connected to natural things such as plants and animals…"

"Ok, cool"

They started of towards the woods,

Harry and Ron were talking quietly together in front of Ginny and Hermione. They were having a private conversation but every word slipped into her new ears.

"…I know what you mean it is quite a shock according to Hermione Ginny is an immortal…"

"I always thought that the only type of elf was a house elf"

"Me too, but imagine not being able to fly…"

"I think that I would prefer to be mortal and be able to fly."

"Me too."

Ginny thought about that, she would never be able to fly again, but she could possibly live for thousands of years…and would she be able to come and visit her family in the wizarding world? She wondered if would be able to take any one with her…may be not on her first visit…

When they finally reached the woods Ron passed her his broom…she knew it was a test to see if she could still do wizarding magic, she stretched her hand over the broom and said tentatively "up"

The broom did nothing.

So she could not do magic any more…she had just wanted to make sure.

"Now if Ginny can't fly," said Hermione in her scrupulously fair voice, "I don't think any of us should, let's do something we can all do."

"Ok, umm" Ron looked a bit lost, "I don't know any muggle games"

"Let's try climbing the trees," suggested Harry,

"Cool"

"Great"

"Which one?"

"Ginny…?"

"This one," Ginny looked up into the large oak she was standing next to, its branches stretched high into the sky, "race you to the top?"

"Ok"

 "Three…two...one...go!"

Ginny leapt up the trunk and into the tree, she felt her worries melt away, this was an easy tree to climb there were loads of branches, was this elven magic? She reached the top and looked down the others were still clambering up the first branches,

"come on slow coaches the view is beautiful up here…" she looked down at the branch she was perched on to see if there would be enough room for the others when they finally caught up, she had the shock of her life she was perched on a branch that was so thin that it would have snapped off if a sparrow came and sat on it. She would weigh her self when she got back home, slightly unnerved she jumped down to join the others

"I guess you beat us to the top pretty fairly," said Ron as he saw her swinging down to join them, I hope that you didn't go on to any dangerous branches."

"Well actually Ron I got a bit carried away I ended up on a branch that was about half an inch thick."

"You what?"

"Ron" interrupted Hermione, "elves are so light that they can pass over snow and leave no footprints."

"Oh"

"So Ginny" said Ron casually, "how does it feel to be an elf?"

"weird, like Hermione said I feel really light, I am also starting to feel the mood of the trees, I hear almost everything with these ears, say if you were to whisper something to Hermione Ron, I would be able to hear it easily, and my eyesight is much better…"

"guys we need to head back home…it's almost lunchtime

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