Author's Notes
Has I move on I would like to thank all of the people who have taken an interest in this story. Now the plot begins to move.
Chapter 3 Continuing the Search
Ginny woke up alone. She pulled herself out of the bed she shared with Harry and put on her slippers and robe. Ginny walked into the adjoining room that was Harry's office. Harry was sitting at the oak desk with parchments and Muggle papers strewn about.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked.
"I went over to Ron's last night, when you fell asleep." Harry answered taking a drink of the tea that was in his hand. "He was in pretty bad shape."
"You don't think I was wrong bringing Hestia last night." Ginny said tying her kimono robe around her waist.
"No, Baby you were right. He really should start dating again." Harry said putting down his coffee cup so he could take her hands in his. "Last night. Did he ever tell you what the last thing he ever said to Hermione was?"
Ginny shook her head with an odd expression on her face.
"The last day they were together they had a fight, a bad one." Harry answered.
"I had no idea." Ginny said sinking into Harry's lap. "I knew they fought, but they usually made up right after. They never ever stopped loving each other."
"I know." Harry said kissing Ginny on the temple. "I promised Ron today we would pick up the search again. At least it will get him out of that apartment." Harry said.
"Yeah," Ginny said. "I'll start breakfast. I have a feeling that you're going to need it." Ginny went into the kitchen and began working on breakfast. She sang while she cooked, it was a very pleasant and calming sound to Harry.
Somehow Ginny had this power over Harry. She could calm his anger and in some cases make him see what was right in front of his face.
Harry thought about when he had given her the Lockhart books. He had been upset and for some reason it was her that he turned to. Not Ron or Hermione her. During his fifth year when he had locked himself away. It was Ginny reminding him about how she was possessed by Voldemort that brought him out of it. It was Ginny who brought the potions with her to the Ministry of Magic that saved his life when he killed Voldemort.
When Harry had decided to move out of the Burrow right after Ron had, he had asked Ginny to come with him. Molly was not entirely pleased with the idea. Harry figured she didn't like the idea of her daughter living with a man when he wasn't her husband. Arthur had managed to calm Molly down enough that she accepted their living conditions. Harry would ask her to marry him someday. He wanted to give her the perfect day to do.
Harry continued on his search through the papers. He collected Muggle newspapers that listed anything about anyone missing or being found. He also collected what he could on the searches conducted by the Ministry. The best that they could tell was that Hermione had not used her wand once since she disappeared.
No one knew if this was a good sign or a bad sign. Harry knew that Hermione could pretty much take care of herself. He also knew that there still could be some Deatheaters still around. They may be still out for revenge. Harry shook that thought from his head, they were all captured. The members of the Order of the Phoenix had seen to that.
Harry gathered up the rolls of parchment and placed them in his Muggle backpack. They would be dressed as Muggles while they looked. It would be easier that way to move through the cities.
In the kitchen Ginny served the eggs, bacon and toast and sat down as well to eat. She would soon be leaving for work at Saint Mungos. Because of her work with Madam Pomphrey she was able to start work on her internship sooner than normal. Ginny was planning on becoming a healer. She had top grades in her class and seemed very proficient.
They both ate in silence, not sure what to say. It had been hard for both of them when the searches had begun and nothing had been found. Harry and Ginny knew that they would go through it all over again. At the least they had each other. They just hoped they could be there for Ron.
After breakfast Ginny got dressed in her white robe with blue lining. The color showed her status as in training. After making sure her long hair was tied in a bun she hugged Harry. "I wish you luck. Be careful and keep an eye on Ron."
"Thanks. I will take care of your brother. What makes you put up with me anyway running off on fool hearted chases?" Harry asked.
"They only prove how kind you are." Ginny answered. She then Disapperated with a popping sound.
Harry double checked everything and Disapperated then Apperated to Ron's. He had hoped he would never half to go through the looking again. This was still something that he had to do.
Sara awoke as she usually did and picked up Eric. She fed him breakfast then gave him a bath. It was Saturday and her shift at the library did not start until later. She played with Eric for part of the morning then got ready to go.
She dropped Eric off at Annie's apartment then went to work. Today the library would be full of kids. Older ones doing homework and younger ones looking for children's books.
She parked in her usual place then went to the second floor. She took her seat at the receptionist desk. No one was around so she went on the Internet. She went looking for anything on missing persons. She saw pictures of redheads and blondes, girls with thin hair, girls with small noses, and girls with glasses. After awhile she couldn't look anymore and turned the computer back to the regular screen.
"You should find something that isn't quite so depressing." Someone said behind her.
Sara turned and saw Betty. Betty had started working at the library a few months after she did. Betty was a few years older than what Sara suspected her age to be. She was not quite as efficient as Sara, but capable.
"O Hi." Sara said pulling up a chair.
"You don't think you could find anything else to look at?" Betty asked.
"I like being productive." Sara answered.
"You know there are a lot of rumors going on about you." Betty said. "What you're looking at doesn't help matters."
"I have a son. Did you know that?" Sara said defensively.
"Yes." Betty answered. "You brought him in here a couple times."
"Did I look odd with him?" Sara asked.
"No. It's just your so unhappy all the time." Betty said taking a seat. "That is all. You really should cheer up a little bit."
"Oh." Sara answered.
"Where do you come from anyway?" Betty asked.
"I don't know." Sara answered.
Betty looked at Sara with a raised eyebrow.
"I have amnesia." Sara answered. "I was found in an alleyway in town. I was three months pregnant with Eric at the time."
"I had no idea." Betty said.
"I keep looking for missing persons. I hope someone's looking for me."
"Mostly Eric's father." Betty commented.
"Yes. You know how you picture yourself a certain way? I don't ever think I could be with someone that I didn't truly care about. I think I did care about the person who gave me Eric."
"He's a very beautiful boy. All that ginger hair."
"That has to be his father's." Sara said. "He only seems to have my eyes. I imagine his ears and his nose are part of his father's."
"I would think that the person would care about you." Betty said. "You're smart. I don't think that you would be with anyone who didn't care about you."
"Yeah. I sometimes imagine that there is this brilliant man out there. He is open to love someone. He wants to have a wife and son. The son may not be his, but he would love him like he would his own."
"Maybe the real father is out looking for you right now." Betty said.
"It's been two years now. I am afraid that he must have gotten lost."
"Just like a man can't ask for directions." Betty laughed as they both got back to work.
Sara went into the stacks and put books away. Just like a normal day.
It had started raining outside, a good one. Harry and Ron were walking around trying to find a street where a girl was reported to being found a week after Hermione's disappearance. The village was about sixty kilometers away from where Hermione lived with her parents.
They were both planning on doing research to find the girl that was found. When they had tried before it seemed that no one knew what had happened to the girl. The weather however was not cooperating at all in the search. They soon took refuge inside of a library. Ron became intrigued with the electronic scanners at the door. He had never been in a Muggle library before.
Harry left him there and went upstairs to the second floor. While he was here he would make use of the place. He would see if he could find the article in the local paper. Before when he tried he didn't see anything.
"Hi," Harry said to the pretty girl behind the desk. "I was looking for some local papers about two years ago."
"About what time?" The woman said.
"October November time frame." Harry answered.
The woman disappeared in the back and came back later with a microdisk. She then showed Harry how to hook it up to the machine.
"Thanks, um Betty." Harry said reading the charm she had on her necklace.
"No problem, just turn it in when you're done." Betty said.
She walked away into the stacks. There Betty saw Sara. "Cute one at the projector." She told Sara.
Sara peaked over and saw a man with messy black hair staring at some newspapers. "Cute?" Sara asked.
"He has the most gorgeous green eyes. They're natural too. Not those contact lenses." Betty whispered into Sara's ears
"Yeah," Sara said.
"He might be attached. I don't think that any girl would let a guy like him go easily."
Sara had to laugh at Betty's flirtatious behavior.
"You should go talk with him." Betty suggested.
Sara looked over again at the man with the messy hair. "He looks busy. I wouldn't want to interrupt him."
"You're a librarian. Go help him search." Betty said pushing Sara in the direction. "He seems really nice."
"After I put this away, okay? Give some time to think about what I am going to say." Sara said.
"Alright." Betty said.
Sara continued to put the books away.
Harry gave up searching. Nothing new could be found. He cut off the machine and returned the film to the librarian. He then went downstairs and found Ron. They both left feeling a little discouraged.
Sara looked over at the projectors and saw the man had left. O' well she thought. She picked up a pile of books left on the table and returned them to there proper place.
Has I move on I would like to thank all of the people who have taken an interest in this story. Now the plot begins to move.
Chapter 3 Continuing the Search
Ginny woke up alone. She pulled herself out of the bed she shared with Harry and put on her slippers and robe. Ginny walked into the adjoining room that was Harry's office. Harry was sitting at the oak desk with parchments and Muggle papers strewn about.
"What's going on?" Ginny asked.
"I went over to Ron's last night, when you fell asleep." Harry answered taking a drink of the tea that was in his hand. "He was in pretty bad shape."
"You don't think I was wrong bringing Hestia last night." Ginny said tying her kimono robe around her waist.
"No, Baby you were right. He really should start dating again." Harry said putting down his coffee cup so he could take her hands in his. "Last night. Did he ever tell you what the last thing he ever said to Hermione was?"
Ginny shook her head with an odd expression on her face.
"The last day they were together they had a fight, a bad one." Harry answered.
"I had no idea." Ginny said sinking into Harry's lap. "I knew they fought, but they usually made up right after. They never ever stopped loving each other."
"I know." Harry said kissing Ginny on the temple. "I promised Ron today we would pick up the search again. At least it will get him out of that apartment." Harry said.
"Yeah," Ginny said. "I'll start breakfast. I have a feeling that you're going to need it." Ginny went into the kitchen and began working on breakfast. She sang while she cooked, it was a very pleasant and calming sound to Harry.
Somehow Ginny had this power over Harry. She could calm his anger and in some cases make him see what was right in front of his face.
Harry thought about when he had given her the Lockhart books. He had been upset and for some reason it was her that he turned to. Not Ron or Hermione her. During his fifth year when he had locked himself away. It was Ginny reminding him about how she was possessed by Voldemort that brought him out of it. It was Ginny who brought the potions with her to the Ministry of Magic that saved his life when he killed Voldemort.
When Harry had decided to move out of the Burrow right after Ron had, he had asked Ginny to come with him. Molly was not entirely pleased with the idea. Harry figured she didn't like the idea of her daughter living with a man when he wasn't her husband. Arthur had managed to calm Molly down enough that she accepted their living conditions. Harry would ask her to marry him someday. He wanted to give her the perfect day to do.
Harry continued on his search through the papers. He collected Muggle newspapers that listed anything about anyone missing or being found. He also collected what he could on the searches conducted by the Ministry. The best that they could tell was that Hermione had not used her wand once since she disappeared.
No one knew if this was a good sign or a bad sign. Harry knew that Hermione could pretty much take care of herself. He also knew that there still could be some Deatheaters still around. They may be still out for revenge. Harry shook that thought from his head, they were all captured. The members of the Order of the Phoenix had seen to that.
Harry gathered up the rolls of parchment and placed them in his Muggle backpack. They would be dressed as Muggles while they looked. It would be easier that way to move through the cities.
In the kitchen Ginny served the eggs, bacon and toast and sat down as well to eat. She would soon be leaving for work at Saint Mungos. Because of her work with Madam Pomphrey she was able to start work on her internship sooner than normal. Ginny was planning on becoming a healer. She had top grades in her class and seemed very proficient.
They both ate in silence, not sure what to say. It had been hard for both of them when the searches had begun and nothing had been found. Harry and Ginny knew that they would go through it all over again. At the least they had each other. They just hoped they could be there for Ron.
After breakfast Ginny got dressed in her white robe with blue lining. The color showed her status as in training. After making sure her long hair was tied in a bun she hugged Harry. "I wish you luck. Be careful and keep an eye on Ron."
"Thanks. I will take care of your brother. What makes you put up with me anyway running off on fool hearted chases?" Harry asked.
"They only prove how kind you are." Ginny answered. She then Disapperated with a popping sound.
Harry double checked everything and Disapperated then Apperated to Ron's. He had hoped he would never half to go through the looking again. This was still something that he had to do.
Sara awoke as she usually did and picked up Eric. She fed him breakfast then gave him a bath. It was Saturday and her shift at the library did not start until later. She played with Eric for part of the morning then got ready to go.
She dropped Eric off at Annie's apartment then went to work. Today the library would be full of kids. Older ones doing homework and younger ones looking for children's books.
She parked in her usual place then went to the second floor. She took her seat at the receptionist desk. No one was around so she went on the Internet. She went looking for anything on missing persons. She saw pictures of redheads and blondes, girls with thin hair, girls with small noses, and girls with glasses. After awhile she couldn't look anymore and turned the computer back to the regular screen.
"You should find something that isn't quite so depressing." Someone said behind her.
Sara turned and saw Betty. Betty had started working at the library a few months after she did. Betty was a few years older than what Sara suspected her age to be. She was not quite as efficient as Sara, but capable.
"O Hi." Sara said pulling up a chair.
"You don't think you could find anything else to look at?" Betty asked.
"I like being productive." Sara answered.
"You know there are a lot of rumors going on about you." Betty said. "What you're looking at doesn't help matters."
"I have a son. Did you know that?" Sara said defensively.
"Yes." Betty answered. "You brought him in here a couple times."
"Did I look odd with him?" Sara asked.
"No. It's just your so unhappy all the time." Betty said taking a seat. "That is all. You really should cheer up a little bit."
"Oh." Sara answered.
"Where do you come from anyway?" Betty asked.
"I don't know." Sara answered.
Betty looked at Sara with a raised eyebrow.
"I have amnesia." Sara answered. "I was found in an alleyway in town. I was three months pregnant with Eric at the time."
"I had no idea." Betty said.
"I keep looking for missing persons. I hope someone's looking for me."
"Mostly Eric's father." Betty commented.
"Yes. You know how you picture yourself a certain way? I don't ever think I could be with someone that I didn't truly care about. I think I did care about the person who gave me Eric."
"He's a very beautiful boy. All that ginger hair."
"That has to be his father's." Sara said. "He only seems to have my eyes. I imagine his ears and his nose are part of his father's."
"I would think that the person would care about you." Betty said. "You're smart. I don't think that you would be with anyone who didn't care about you."
"Yeah. I sometimes imagine that there is this brilliant man out there. He is open to love someone. He wants to have a wife and son. The son may not be his, but he would love him like he would his own."
"Maybe the real father is out looking for you right now." Betty said.
"It's been two years now. I am afraid that he must have gotten lost."
"Just like a man can't ask for directions." Betty laughed as they both got back to work.
Sara went into the stacks and put books away. Just like a normal day.
It had started raining outside, a good one. Harry and Ron were walking around trying to find a street where a girl was reported to being found a week after Hermione's disappearance. The village was about sixty kilometers away from where Hermione lived with her parents.
They were both planning on doing research to find the girl that was found. When they had tried before it seemed that no one knew what had happened to the girl. The weather however was not cooperating at all in the search. They soon took refuge inside of a library. Ron became intrigued with the electronic scanners at the door. He had never been in a Muggle library before.
Harry left him there and went upstairs to the second floor. While he was here he would make use of the place. He would see if he could find the article in the local paper. Before when he tried he didn't see anything.
"Hi," Harry said to the pretty girl behind the desk. "I was looking for some local papers about two years ago."
"About what time?" The woman said.
"October November time frame." Harry answered.
The woman disappeared in the back and came back later with a microdisk. She then showed Harry how to hook it up to the machine.
"Thanks, um Betty." Harry said reading the charm she had on her necklace.
"No problem, just turn it in when you're done." Betty said.
She walked away into the stacks. There Betty saw Sara. "Cute one at the projector." She told Sara.
Sara peaked over and saw a man with messy black hair staring at some newspapers. "Cute?" Sara asked.
"He has the most gorgeous green eyes. They're natural too. Not those contact lenses." Betty whispered into Sara's ears
"Yeah," Sara said.
"He might be attached. I don't think that any girl would let a guy like him go easily."
Sara had to laugh at Betty's flirtatious behavior.
"You should go talk with him." Betty suggested.
Sara looked over again at the man with the messy hair. "He looks busy. I wouldn't want to interrupt him."
"You're a librarian. Go help him search." Betty said pushing Sara in the direction. "He seems really nice."
"After I put this away, okay? Give some time to think about what I am going to say." Sara said.
"Alright." Betty said.
Sara continued to put the books away.
Harry gave up searching. Nothing new could be found. He cut off the machine and returned the film to the librarian. He then went downstairs and found Ron. They both left feeling a little discouraged.
Sara looked over at the projectors and saw the man had left. O' well she thought. She picked up a pile of books left on the table and returned them to there proper place.