A.N. / Thanks for being so patient for me taking so long on the
chapters...had really bad writers block... Read and Review!!!
Chapter 24
"Oh my god!" Susan said shocked, this couldn't be doing this to Harry...this was suppose to be a happy day for the both of them. Ginny had finally regained her memory back and Harry tries to mend things up with Ginny and himself and she denies the proposal. "I can't believe this...I just can't believe this." Susan said still shocked at what had happened moment ago, she turned to her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. "Can you believe this?"
"I don't know what to say...this is between them." He believed that Harry got what he deserved. As much as he disliked the Weasley family, he agreed with the way that Harry treated Ginny before he left for camp for the Order was pretty low.
Susan sighed; she hated how her family always got the wrong end of the stick. Once you thought something was actually going good...something bad always had to turn up.
***
Bridget was still staring at the door in awe. Ginny was back...but she'd refused Harry? She had warned Harry before. She told him the day he left for the Order. She loved him, but she wouldn't wait forever...and by the looks of it she was right. Bridget hated to see her best friend and big brother in so much pain. She wished it would go all away it would be like it was before they arrived back to King's Cross.
"Are you okay?" Said a familiar voice, someone she didn't think would actually show his balls around here.
"What do you want Blaise?" She said turning around staring right into those grey eyes. His brown short hair he ran his hand in and smiled at her.
"I still take your breath away, don't I?"
Bridget almost gagged, "Please Blaise, you are getting on my nerves. What are you doing here anyways? No one here likes you...and you weren't invited."
"I wanted to see you," he whispered getting closer to her.
Bridget's heartbeat began to race, yes she did still have feelings for him but she had to stay away. The last time he touched her she gotten a bad vibe, but the vision never came. Something was telling Bridget that she needed to touch him to know exactly what was going to happen.
"Blaise you need to back up, and give me some space." Bridget said feeling fear come over her, but she would not show him she was scared.
"Come on Bridget," he said grabbing her arm to get her to come closer to him.
Bridget felt him touch her and icy-ness took over her body, and she felt herself falling into a new vision.
*Vision*
Bridget looked around she was in complete darkness, and it was really cold....something about this place scared her and gave her the chilly-bumps.
Bridget looked up to see she was in a two story house, and she was on the bottom floor. This place didn't seem right, it was deserted and she knew she was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Bridget was a phantom, and watched her future self look in complete fear.
"Bridget, babe where are you?" Came the slick voice of Blaise Zambini from the top stairs. For some reason Bridget knew she had to hide, so she looked and there was a broom closet to her left. She went to hide in it, but Blaise came behind her and put his arms around her, and Bridget saw her future self's face full of fear. "Where you been my beautiful wife?" Blaise asked picking up the hand that had her wedding band on it. Bridget flinched as he touched her hand. "Where's the baby," Blaise asked with fire flashing in his eyes.
Future Bridget sighed, "Asleep, the nanny is watching her. I need a break, I'm tired."
"You need to take care of her," Blaise said letting go of her hands.
"What was the point of hiring a nanny if I can't take a break hear and there. God knows you don't help me." Future and Past Bridget saw fire flash across his face, and both Bridget's knew Future Bridget had said the wrong thing.
"What did you say?!" Blaise roared.
"I didn't mean it, I was just saying..."
"You can watch your tongue around me, woman." Blaise roared and future Bridget backed up starting to cry.
"I didn't mean....I didn't..."
"SHUT UP WOMAN!" Blaise said raising his hand and slapping her across the face. "This is why I don't let you see your family. They put ideas in your head. Just because you're a 'Potter' you think you're so fucking superior. Grow up Bridget. You're not a Potter anymore, you're a Zambini. Wife to a Death Eater, and you're entire family hates you." Blaise said loving to see the look of terror in his wife's eyes; he knew he ruled over her.
Bridget wasn't going to cry in front of him, she decided not to do that ages ago, it made him feel superior.
"I work all the time, provide a roof over your head and for our child. Go up and take care of the baby!" He roared at the last part.
Bridget ran upstairs into the nursery, and told the nanny she could leave. She picked up her one month old daughter, Bethany Isabel Zambini. Blaise hated the fact that Bridget was bringing them a girl; he didn't think her sufficient because she had not brought a girl into this world for him. When Bridget tried to tell Blaise that it was the guys genes that picked whether it was a boy or girl he got angered. Such an argument that he almost killed Bridget, and the baby, in which that he was so sorry that he allowed it.
Many times she wanted to take Bethany and run away, but she was afraid that her family would hate her because she had gotten married to Blaise and had 'his child.' The thing was, Bridget was still having seeing her old high school love, Oliver Wood. Bridget had gotten forced into marrying Blaise by Lord Voldemort. Bridget was sure that Bethany was Oliver's and not Blaise's. No one knew this except herself of course, she hadn't been able to tell Oliver yet, but just today while the nanny and her husband were away Oliver had come by and told Bridget that he thought that Bethany had some of his own features.
Bridget was rocking her baby girl in the rocking chair back and forth trying to comfort the baby and herself when she heard a 'pop!' Bridget looked around the room to see her lover.
"What are you doing her?" She looked up at him in tears, Blaise couldn't find them together...he'd kill Oliver.
"I had to see you," he said leaning down to kiss her.
Bridget got lost in his lips and then realized that her husband was just downstairs. "You've got to leave!" She hissed.
"I won't!" He looked at her with love in his eyes. "Your marriage to Blaise isn't legal."
"What?!" Bridget asked hearing music to her ears. "How can this be?"
"Well, you remember in at the end of your sixth year and we went to Vegas and we went to a Wedding Chapel and thought it was fake?"
"Yeah," Bridget nodded.
"Well, it wasn't. It was for real, you're my wife, and not Zambini's and I know that Bethany isn't his...that she's mine."
"What?! No she's not!" Bridget protested hoping that Oliver was right.
"I took a piece of her hair today, please don't be mad at me. I did a paternity test, Bridget. She's mine, I want my family."
Blaise walked in the door and was ready to murder. "Wood! What the hell are you doing in my house with my wife and daughter?!" He roared.
"Actually, she's my wife as of her sixth year...which was a year ago. Bethany is my child, not yours. I did the paternity test today. I am here to take my wife and daughter back."
Blaise took out his wand to duel, and Oliver did the same. They dueled for many hours. Finally she heard two voices say "Avada Kedavra!" Green light swirled and before Bridget could see which one it hit she was swirled out of this vision, and was in another one talking to Cassie, the beautiful baby still in her arms.
"Bridget," Cassie said with a smile on her face. "I see you've met your beautiful daughter."
Bridget nodded, "But I have a question. Is she really Oliver's?"
Cassie smiled, "Well, who do you think she looks like? Blaise or Oliver?"
"Oliver," Bridget said feeling butterflies in her stomach. "She hasn't got many features yet, she still looks like a newborn, but she has Oliver's eyes and nose. It makes since though. Blaise kidnapped me a week before August was over, I found out I was pregnant in October and had her in May. This is now the month of June, right after I got out in my Seventh Year. Wait a minute!" Bridget said tears coming to her eyes. "Are you telling me I never graduate from Hogwarts?!"
"If you take your path with Blaise you won't. If you take your path with Oliver you will. Now you might not marry him so early or get pregnant. But, this will happen if you fall down the path of Blaise. Either way, you will end up with the beautiful little girl. She is Oliver and yours. Take one last glance at her, you won't see her for a while."
Bridget looked down and kissed the baby on the forehead, "Until you come into the world, my love."
Everything began to spin and Bridget began to see swirls of Harry and Susan's party again.
*End of Vision*
She opened her eyes and stared right back into Blaise's, "Are you alright?" He asked looking at her strangely.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You want to go sit down?"
Bridget shook her head fast, "No I'm alright. I have to go."
"What for?" He asked sounding disappointed. "I need to find Oliver."
"Wood?"
"Yes, he's a really close friend of mine, and maybe he knows where my brother is."
"I think you need to leave Harry alone, he needs to settle things out with Ginny by himself."
'Oh god, please help me. Please get someone to get me away from this soon to be monster!' A hand tapped her shoulder, it was Oliver and she sighed happily.
"Can I have this dance, Miss Potter?" He asked politely.
"No you can't Wood, don't you see me talking to her?"
"I believe he asked me, not you Blaise." She spat at him, she was really pissed at him for the way he treated her in her vision. She turned to Oliver. "I'd be delighted to dance with you." She smiled and took his hand to get away from the monster she had been so intrigued by for months now.
They began to dance and Bridget began to feel butterflies in her stomach again from Oliver. She heard people around them speaking and saying that he was too old for her, but she laughed inside her head and said 'Age isn't anything nothing but a number.' They were five years apart, but he was so kind...obviously in the future they had a child together...Cassie even said it herself. Cassie usually never tells you squat...so she knew this had to be important.
She took her head off of his chest and looked up to see him staring at her. "How long have you been looking at me?"
"My dear lady," he said properly. "I have not been looking at you, I've been gazing and admiring your beauty."
She blushed, and then asked. "Hypothetically, If you were ever to have a little girl, how would you like the name Bethany?"
Oliver stopped dancing and stared at her in awe, "What are you playing at?" He asked her unsure of what was going on.
"It's just a question, I've always loved the name Bethany. I was just wondering...you know making small talk." Bridget said trying to cover herself.
"Well," Oliver said beginning to dance with her again which was a relief to Bridget. "My mother's name was Bethany, she died when I was two. My dad raised me as a child, and since as long as I could remember I've told myself when I grew up I'd name my first born daughter Bethany. That's why I spaced out a little when you asked me, it wasn't a question I thought would come up."
"Sorry," Bridget said looking down.
"No, Bridget it's okay. I bet you want to name one of your kids Lily or James. At least I had two years with my mum, you've never known either. I am so sorry for Harry, Susan, and you."
"I sometimes wonder what life would be like if they were alive." Bridget said staring away from him, not wanting him to see the tears filling up in her eyes. "I wonder if there would be more brothers and sisters...how life would have been to see them, to have their love around us. To know Harry and Susan all of my life instead of a few months. No, I know I won't name either of my kids Lily or James."
Oliver looked back at her in amazement, "Why is that?"
"I have visions, Adora, Susan, and Ginny too. I've seen the future. Ginny and Harry have twins named Nicole and Nicholas; a little boy named James and a little girl...but I don't know what they name her....she was pregnant when I saw this...it was just hours after Ginny saw it. Susan will raise up a little girl with the man she marries. Her name will be Bree, they will have a little girl named Lily and a little boy...but I don't know his name either because she was also pregnant. Adora will have one little boy that I know of and his name will be Bryan. I know there is more, I just haven't seen more."
"What will you have and it's name?" Oliver asked her.
"All I know so far is that I will have a little girl and name her Bethany Isabel...." She almost said Wood at the end...couldn't do that. "Whatever my husband's last name will be."
"Bethany, huh? So I'm guessing that's where the question about the name came up?" Bridget nodded.
***
Harry was still running after Ginny, he hadn't ever remembered her running so fast. He heard a door slam and when he reached it he went to open it. Locked, but Harry bust the door down and she looked at him with wide eyes. She went to get up to get away from him, but he grabbed her hands to make her stay.
"Please hear me out."
"What for Harry?! You broke my heart, I get amnesia can't remember a bloody thing, I get my memory and you ask me in front of the whole bloody party to be your wife?!"
"Ginny I love you more than life itself, we were getting back together before your memory came back...you were falling back in love with me."
"Harry, I never fell out of love with you. I have always and will always love you. I told you that I won't wait forever, but I can't take you back right now. I'm still heartbroken...that you'd leave me."
"I was trying to save you from the terror of Voldemort." He tried pleading his case.
"Yes, yes I know are we back to this shitty excuse?" Ginny's anger was coming out, this is when Ginny reminded Harry so much of Mrs. Weasley.
"No Ginny, we are not back at that. When I was at the meeting for the Order, they read something to me which you've been trying to pound into my head for weeks now. That I CAN NOT get rid of Voldemort without the love that we share...without you. That our children will bring the downfall of Autumn Lewis, and a child in our family...whether it be ours, Susan's, Adora's, or Bridget's will bring down Autumn's baby. In boot camp, I realized how much you meant to me...that I couldn't go on without you. I have known for a while that you are my perfect match in everyway. I don't want to lose what we have. I can understand if you can't trust me for now...but could we at least try to be friends?"
Ginny sighed and thought hard, "I'll think about Harry." She kissed him on the cheek, "Happy Birthday...I need to go home and think."
"I love you," Harry said standing up and giving her a hug.
"Harry please," she pleaded with him.
"I'm sorry." She walked out of the room and Harry felt like shit. He had been so wrong, so very wrong about Ginny and himself and now he was paying for it...he was ready for the party to end.
***
Autumn Lewis sighed and fell upon her bed. Autumn Lewis now had her own flat and she was all by herself with out her father to meddle in her life. Tomorrow she'd write Draco and tell him about her moving and if he wants to see his child he may from her house, but he could not bring Susan with him. She laid on the mattress and rubbed her little baby.
"It won't be long my love," she said rubbing her stomach. "Mummy will get daddy back and we will be a big happy family..."
***
Ginny looked at her clock beside her bed, it was late and she knew the party had been over for sometime. She'd been staring at the ceiling wondering what she was going to do.
All of her family members had come into her room sometime that night to show how happy they were that Ginny's memory was back. Ginny looked at the calendar, a month until school started back up, her fifth year. Would it hold as much as her fifth year did? Would she really ever be able to trust Harry again? Would she be able to hold up the prophecy that had been made centuries ago about her marrying Harry Potter and delivering his children?
Ginny fell into a restless sleep, she didn't want to think about tomorrow. She needed answers, immediate answers. She needed someone to talk about and she knew just who to turn to. She needed to go to sleep and talk to Cassie.
Chapter 24
"Oh my god!" Susan said shocked, this couldn't be doing this to Harry...this was suppose to be a happy day for the both of them. Ginny had finally regained her memory back and Harry tries to mend things up with Ginny and himself and she denies the proposal. "I can't believe this...I just can't believe this." Susan said still shocked at what had happened moment ago, she turned to her boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. "Can you believe this?"
"I don't know what to say...this is between them." He believed that Harry got what he deserved. As much as he disliked the Weasley family, he agreed with the way that Harry treated Ginny before he left for camp for the Order was pretty low.
Susan sighed; she hated how her family always got the wrong end of the stick. Once you thought something was actually going good...something bad always had to turn up.
***
Bridget was still staring at the door in awe. Ginny was back...but she'd refused Harry? She had warned Harry before. She told him the day he left for the Order. She loved him, but she wouldn't wait forever...and by the looks of it she was right. Bridget hated to see her best friend and big brother in so much pain. She wished it would go all away it would be like it was before they arrived back to King's Cross.
"Are you okay?" Said a familiar voice, someone she didn't think would actually show his balls around here.
"What do you want Blaise?" She said turning around staring right into those grey eyes. His brown short hair he ran his hand in and smiled at her.
"I still take your breath away, don't I?"
Bridget almost gagged, "Please Blaise, you are getting on my nerves. What are you doing here anyways? No one here likes you...and you weren't invited."
"I wanted to see you," he whispered getting closer to her.
Bridget's heartbeat began to race, yes she did still have feelings for him but she had to stay away. The last time he touched her she gotten a bad vibe, but the vision never came. Something was telling Bridget that she needed to touch him to know exactly what was going to happen.
"Blaise you need to back up, and give me some space." Bridget said feeling fear come over her, but she would not show him she was scared.
"Come on Bridget," he said grabbing her arm to get her to come closer to him.
Bridget felt him touch her and icy-ness took over her body, and she felt herself falling into a new vision.
*Vision*
Bridget looked around she was in complete darkness, and it was really cold....something about this place scared her and gave her the chilly-bumps.
Bridget looked up to see she was in a two story house, and she was on the bottom floor. This place didn't seem right, it was deserted and she knew she was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Bridget was a phantom, and watched her future self look in complete fear.
"Bridget, babe where are you?" Came the slick voice of Blaise Zambini from the top stairs. For some reason Bridget knew she had to hide, so she looked and there was a broom closet to her left. She went to hide in it, but Blaise came behind her and put his arms around her, and Bridget saw her future self's face full of fear. "Where you been my beautiful wife?" Blaise asked picking up the hand that had her wedding band on it. Bridget flinched as he touched her hand. "Where's the baby," Blaise asked with fire flashing in his eyes.
Future Bridget sighed, "Asleep, the nanny is watching her. I need a break, I'm tired."
"You need to take care of her," Blaise said letting go of her hands.
"What was the point of hiring a nanny if I can't take a break hear and there. God knows you don't help me." Future and Past Bridget saw fire flash across his face, and both Bridget's knew Future Bridget had said the wrong thing.
"What did you say?!" Blaise roared.
"I didn't mean it, I was just saying..."
"You can watch your tongue around me, woman." Blaise roared and future Bridget backed up starting to cry.
"I didn't mean....I didn't..."
"SHUT UP WOMAN!" Blaise said raising his hand and slapping her across the face. "This is why I don't let you see your family. They put ideas in your head. Just because you're a 'Potter' you think you're so fucking superior. Grow up Bridget. You're not a Potter anymore, you're a Zambini. Wife to a Death Eater, and you're entire family hates you." Blaise said loving to see the look of terror in his wife's eyes; he knew he ruled over her.
Bridget wasn't going to cry in front of him, she decided not to do that ages ago, it made him feel superior.
"I work all the time, provide a roof over your head and for our child. Go up and take care of the baby!" He roared at the last part.
Bridget ran upstairs into the nursery, and told the nanny she could leave. She picked up her one month old daughter, Bethany Isabel Zambini. Blaise hated the fact that Bridget was bringing them a girl; he didn't think her sufficient because she had not brought a girl into this world for him. When Bridget tried to tell Blaise that it was the guys genes that picked whether it was a boy or girl he got angered. Such an argument that he almost killed Bridget, and the baby, in which that he was so sorry that he allowed it.
Many times she wanted to take Bethany and run away, but she was afraid that her family would hate her because she had gotten married to Blaise and had 'his child.' The thing was, Bridget was still having seeing her old high school love, Oliver Wood. Bridget had gotten forced into marrying Blaise by Lord Voldemort. Bridget was sure that Bethany was Oliver's and not Blaise's. No one knew this except herself of course, she hadn't been able to tell Oliver yet, but just today while the nanny and her husband were away Oliver had come by and told Bridget that he thought that Bethany had some of his own features.
Bridget was rocking her baby girl in the rocking chair back and forth trying to comfort the baby and herself when she heard a 'pop!' Bridget looked around the room to see her lover.
"What are you doing her?" She looked up at him in tears, Blaise couldn't find them together...he'd kill Oliver.
"I had to see you," he said leaning down to kiss her.
Bridget got lost in his lips and then realized that her husband was just downstairs. "You've got to leave!" She hissed.
"I won't!" He looked at her with love in his eyes. "Your marriage to Blaise isn't legal."
"What?!" Bridget asked hearing music to her ears. "How can this be?"
"Well, you remember in at the end of your sixth year and we went to Vegas and we went to a Wedding Chapel and thought it was fake?"
"Yeah," Bridget nodded.
"Well, it wasn't. It was for real, you're my wife, and not Zambini's and I know that Bethany isn't his...that she's mine."
"What?! No she's not!" Bridget protested hoping that Oliver was right.
"I took a piece of her hair today, please don't be mad at me. I did a paternity test, Bridget. She's mine, I want my family."
Blaise walked in the door and was ready to murder. "Wood! What the hell are you doing in my house with my wife and daughter?!" He roared.
"Actually, she's my wife as of her sixth year...which was a year ago. Bethany is my child, not yours. I did the paternity test today. I am here to take my wife and daughter back."
Blaise took out his wand to duel, and Oliver did the same. They dueled for many hours. Finally she heard two voices say "Avada Kedavra!" Green light swirled and before Bridget could see which one it hit she was swirled out of this vision, and was in another one talking to Cassie, the beautiful baby still in her arms.
"Bridget," Cassie said with a smile on her face. "I see you've met your beautiful daughter."
Bridget nodded, "But I have a question. Is she really Oliver's?"
Cassie smiled, "Well, who do you think she looks like? Blaise or Oliver?"
"Oliver," Bridget said feeling butterflies in her stomach. "She hasn't got many features yet, she still looks like a newborn, but she has Oliver's eyes and nose. It makes since though. Blaise kidnapped me a week before August was over, I found out I was pregnant in October and had her in May. This is now the month of June, right after I got out in my Seventh Year. Wait a minute!" Bridget said tears coming to her eyes. "Are you telling me I never graduate from Hogwarts?!"
"If you take your path with Blaise you won't. If you take your path with Oliver you will. Now you might not marry him so early or get pregnant. But, this will happen if you fall down the path of Blaise. Either way, you will end up with the beautiful little girl. She is Oliver and yours. Take one last glance at her, you won't see her for a while."
Bridget looked down and kissed the baby on the forehead, "Until you come into the world, my love."
Everything began to spin and Bridget began to see swirls of Harry and Susan's party again.
*End of Vision*
She opened her eyes and stared right back into Blaise's, "Are you alright?" He asked looking at her strangely.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"You want to go sit down?"
Bridget shook her head fast, "No I'm alright. I have to go."
"What for?" He asked sounding disappointed. "I need to find Oliver."
"Wood?"
"Yes, he's a really close friend of mine, and maybe he knows where my brother is."
"I think you need to leave Harry alone, he needs to settle things out with Ginny by himself."
'Oh god, please help me. Please get someone to get me away from this soon to be monster!' A hand tapped her shoulder, it was Oliver and she sighed happily.
"Can I have this dance, Miss Potter?" He asked politely.
"No you can't Wood, don't you see me talking to her?"
"I believe he asked me, not you Blaise." She spat at him, she was really pissed at him for the way he treated her in her vision. She turned to Oliver. "I'd be delighted to dance with you." She smiled and took his hand to get away from the monster she had been so intrigued by for months now.
They began to dance and Bridget began to feel butterflies in her stomach again from Oliver. She heard people around them speaking and saying that he was too old for her, but she laughed inside her head and said 'Age isn't anything nothing but a number.' They were five years apart, but he was so kind...obviously in the future they had a child together...Cassie even said it herself. Cassie usually never tells you squat...so she knew this had to be important.
She took her head off of his chest and looked up to see him staring at her. "How long have you been looking at me?"
"My dear lady," he said properly. "I have not been looking at you, I've been gazing and admiring your beauty."
She blushed, and then asked. "Hypothetically, If you were ever to have a little girl, how would you like the name Bethany?"
Oliver stopped dancing and stared at her in awe, "What are you playing at?" He asked her unsure of what was going on.
"It's just a question, I've always loved the name Bethany. I was just wondering...you know making small talk." Bridget said trying to cover herself.
"Well," Oliver said beginning to dance with her again which was a relief to Bridget. "My mother's name was Bethany, she died when I was two. My dad raised me as a child, and since as long as I could remember I've told myself when I grew up I'd name my first born daughter Bethany. That's why I spaced out a little when you asked me, it wasn't a question I thought would come up."
"Sorry," Bridget said looking down.
"No, Bridget it's okay. I bet you want to name one of your kids Lily or James. At least I had two years with my mum, you've never known either. I am so sorry for Harry, Susan, and you."
"I sometimes wonder what life would be like if they were alive." Bridget said staring away from him, not wanting him to see the tears filling up in her eyes. "I wonder if there would be more brothers and sisters...how life would have been to see them, to have their love around us. To know Harry and Susan all of my life instead of a few months. No, I know I won't name either of my kids Lily or James."
Oliver looked back at her in amazement, "Why is that?"
"I have visions, Adora, Susan, and Ginny too. I've seen the future. Ginny and Harry have twins named Nicole and Nicholas; a little boy named James and a little girl...but I don't know what they name her....she was pregnant when I saw this...it was just hours after Ginny saw it. Susan will raise up a little girl with the man she marries. Her name will be Bree, they will have a little girl named Lily and a little boy...but I don't know his name either because she was also pregnant. Adora will have one little boy that I know of and his name will be Bryan. I know there is more, I just haven't seen more."
"What will you have and it's name?" Oliver asked her.
"All I know so far is that I will have a little girl and name her Bethany Isabel...." She almost said Wood at the end...couldn't do that. "Whatever my husband's last name will be."
"Bethany, huh? So I'm guessing that's where the question about the name came up?" Bridget nodded.
***
Harry was still running after Ginny, he hadn't ever remembered her running so fast. He heard a door slam and when he reached it he went to open it. Locked, but Harry bust the door down and she looked at him with wide eyes. She went to get up to get away from him, but he grabbed her hands to make her stay.
"Please hear me out."
"What for Harry?! You broke my heart, I get amnesia can't remember a bloody thing, I get my memory and you ask me in front of the whole bloody party to be your wife?!"
"Ginny I love you more than life itself, we were getting back together before your memory came back...you were falling back in love with me."
"Harry, I never fell out of love with you. I have always and will always love you. I told you that I won't wait forever, but I can't take you back right now. I'm still heartbroken...that you'd leave me."
"I was trying to save you from the terror of Voldemort." He tried pleading his case.
"Yes, yes I know are we back to this shitty excuse?" Ginny's anger was coming out, this is when Ginny reminded Harry so much of Mrs. Weasley.
"No Ginny, we are not back at that. When I was at the meeting for the Order, they read something to me which you've been trying to pound into my head for weeks now. That I CAN NOT get rid of Voldemort without the love that we share...without you. That our children will bring the downfall of Autumn Lewis, and a child in our family...whether it be ours, Susan's, Adora's, or Bridget's will bring down Autumn's baby. In boot camp, I realized how much you meant to me...that I couldn't go on without you. I have known for a while that you are my perfect match in everyway. I don't want to lose what we have. I can understand if you can't trust me for now...but could we at least try to be friends?"
Ginny sighed and thought hard, "I'll think about Harry." She kissed him on the cheek, "Happy Birthday...I need to go home and think."
"I love you," Harry said standing up and giving her a hug.
"Harry please," she pleaded with him.
"I'm sorry." She walked out of the room and Harry felt like shit. He had been so wrong, so very wrong about Ginny and himself and now he was paying for it...he was ready for the party to end.
***
Autumn Lewis sighed and fell upon her bed. Autumn Lewis now had her own flat and she was all by herself with out her father to meddle in her life. Tomorrow she'd write Draco and tell him about her moving and if he wants to see his child he may from her house, but he could not bring Susan with him. She laid on the mattress and rubbed her little baby.
"It won't be long my love," she said rubbing her stomach. "Mummy will get daddy back and we will be a big happy family..."
***
Ginny looked at her clock beside her bed, it was late and she knew the party had been over for sometime. She'd been staring at the ceiling wondering what she was going to do.
All of her family members had come into her room sometime that night to show how happy they were that Ginny's memory was back. Ginny looked at the calendar, a month until school started back up, her fifth year. Would it hold as much as her fifth year did? Would she really ever be able to trust Harry again? Would she be able to hold up the prophecy that had been made centuries ago about her marrying Harry Potter and delivering his children?
Ginny fell into a restless sleep, she didn't want to think about tomorrow. She needed answers, immediate answers. She needed someone to talk about and she knew just who to turn to. She needed to go to sleep and talk to Cassie.