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Summary: Victoria Weston lives in New York with her eleven year old daughter when her daughter receives a letter from Hogwarts. Now she is forced to go back to England and face the past, especially her former self known as Ginevra Weasley...

A/N: Hey Guys! I am soo sorry for not posting this chapter up sooner... but I am soo busy... But hey better late than never right??? Right.... I hope you guys like this chapter... so Enjoy....

Chapter 5 - Reality

As Victoria walked deeper into the Hogwarts dungeons, she pulled her cloak closer to her body and shuddered. Something wasn't right here. She had the creepy feeling that someone was watching her. She looked to her right and left as she walked forward, but there was nothing unusual. She quickly turned around and looked behind her....nothing. But....

She was probably imagining things, she told herself as she fastened her speed. After a few moments of silent walking through the dark dungeons, she arrived at a familiar door; the door that she had thought of as the door to hell when she had attended school. She politely knocked three times and waited for an answer.

"Come in," she heard a deep voice.

She slowly opened the door and entered the Potions classroom. Looking around the room, nothing much was changed. She still remembered sitting on the third row slipping notes to her best friend, Rose. Rose....she wondered where the once lively girl was now. Probably married to Zacharius Smith, she thought smiling. Rose had been obsessed over Smith when they had been dating and had told Victoria that she wanted to marry him some day. But her thoughts were broken by a quick cough from the direction of Snape.

When she looked at him, he motioned towards the chair standing on the other side of his desk. She quickly made her way towards the chair and seated herself.

"Miss Ginevra Molly Weasley," started the Potions Master. "I do not believe that coming back to England was a good idea."

"Do you think that I wanted to come here on my own?" she glared at him. "Dumbledore threatened me into coming here."

For once in her lifetime, Ginevra had left the Potion Master speechless. He just lay back in his chair and looked at his desk, thinking. She knew that he was playing with the chess pieces in his mind. He wanted to understand what Dumbledore's move will cost him and what purpose it had been moved for. After a few moments of silence, he raised his eyes looking at her directly.

"Miss Weasley," he said. "Although I do not believe in the action that Dumbledore has taken, I have no choice but to accept it."

"None of us have choices," said Ginevra sighing.

"That is quite true," said Snape. "But now that you are staying here, I advice you to keep a teacher-student relationship with your daughter and make yourself look as average as possible."

Ginevra was quite taken by the sudden advice that he had thrown her way but nonetheless, she thanked him and stood to leave.

"One more thing," said the expression-less professor. "Keep away from anything that has to do with your husband. He will react furiously if he learns that you are alive and have raised his pureblooded daughter in the Muggle world."

He looked back at his desk meaning that she could leave now but since he had started the subject, something was bothering Ginny's mind.

"Professor?" asked Ginevra slowly.

"Yes?" said Snape looking at her once again.

"What do you think he will do if he finds out?" asked the determined woman as she reseated herself.

"I have known Lucius for as long as I can remember therefore I can tell you that you might as well say good-bye to the Molly Weston you know now," answered the professor.

"Snape, I don't want my Molly to be taken from me," she blurted out at once. "She's the only one I have right now. If he forcefully takes her away from me, I will kill him."

"There are other ways of taking someone from you," said Snape. "Emotional and psychological ways."

"What if he finds out somehow?" asked the worried mother after a long thoughtful silence.

"You cannot let him," started Snape. "Although Dumbledore has taken a great chance by making you stay in England, you cannot afford any. You have to build walls around yourself and make people see only what you want them to see. Do not associate with many people and trust no one. You need to advice your daughter to keep her past to herself especially since she is in Slytherin. In Slytherin the walls have eyes and ears. One wrong word and you probably will have Lucius Malfoy on your back."

"It's easily said than done," whispered Ginevra to herself as she stood to leave.

"Miss Weasley?" asked Snape when she reached the door.

"Yes?" asked the woman.

"It's always easier to say it but one has to make it easier to do it."

As Victoria walked back to her private chambers, she was lost in thoughts; thoughts about herself, thoughts about her daughter, and for some unknown reasons thoughts about Snape. Why would he care so much about them? Why was he giving her advice on how to avoid attention of any sort? Most importantly why was she capable of talking to him so freely? Wasn't he the Potions Master who has hated her and her family? Wasn't he the same man who had witnessed her forced marriage to that monster? Why?

As the questions began to form branches in her mind, a slow headache crawled its way to her. She massaged her temples and decided that the Hospital Wing was the best option. As she entered the Entrance Hall, she noticed students stopping to look at her. She gave them a McGonagall look and turned towards the staircase that led the Hospital Wing.

When she finally arrived at the Hospital Wing, she called out for the nurse but no one showed up so she decided to check the office where Madam Pomprey used to stay at times. But as she walked towards the office, something caught her attention. There was something sparkling near one of windows on the right side. As she approached the object, it became clearer to her. It was a Hermessage, which was a message carrier. As she ran her fingertips over the cool glass, she wondered who would leave her a message carrier but more importantly why?

But before she could try to open the message carrier, she heard the soft calming of the nurse that had treated to her many years ago.

"Can I help you with anything, professor?" asked Madam Pomprey quietly.

Turning around, Victoria could see the marks that war had left on the nurse; the nurse that had probably cared for the victims of Unforgivables after battles. Her hair was completely white and the lines under her eyes sagged dreadfully. But her eyes......they showed the pain that she had seen.....they showed sorrow.........they showed hatred............they showed......hope?

"Yes," started Victoria rapidly placing the hermessage into her pocket. "I was wondering if you could give me a potion for my headache."

"Which part of your head is hurting the most?" asked the nurse softly.

"My temples," said Victoria softly pressing her temples.

"Just wait here, dear," said the nurse. "I'll be back in a moment."

And she was right. In a moment, she came back holding three vials that contained a soft pink liquid. She handed one of them to Victoria and told her to drink it. After quickly drinking the soft sweet liquid, Victoria thanked her as the headache started to disappear step by step. But just as she was about to turn, the nurse handed her the other two vials telling her that now that she was a teacher, she would probably need the other two sometime soon. Smiling gratefully Victoria left the Hospital Wing thinking about how sweet Madam Pomprey had been.

It wasn't until Victoria had arrived in her rooms and took her cloak off that she remembered the Hermessage. She quickly sat at her desk and placed the object in front of her. She looked at it, having completely forgotten on how to open it since she had never gotten one in her life. Thinking about how stupid she must look to anyone who entered this scene, she rolled the Hermessage around in her hands. She tried to use opening charms, which failed. After half an hour of trying everything she could think of, she decided that the best way was to get a book on it from the library.

Quickly pulling her cloak back on, she quickly left her rooms and walked to the library. After arriving at the library, she regretted it completely. In the far corner of the library she noticed a young man that looked like someone she had known in the past; someone that meant much more to her than anybody else; someone that had showed her light in the darkest of places. The boy... he had the same delightfully tanned skin, soft curly brown hair, and dark green eyes as Blaise. Blaise.........she remembered the last time she had seen him as it had been yesterday.

FLASHBACK

He had just apparated both of them into the Muggle airport. He shoved the airplane ticket in her hand and pushed her towards the person who was checking the tickets. After the person had checked her ticket, she was jostled towards the exit by a group of muggle passengers. The last image of him she saw was him standing there placing his hand of his heart. She knew what he had meant...

End FLASHBACK

Was this young man his son? No, it couldn't. The boy was much too old to have Blaise as his father. Looking away from the image of her past, she quickly hurried to the section where the books about magical objects were placed. Having had spent many hours in hours in the library when she used to attend Hogwarts, she quickly found the book she needed. Quickly telling Madam Pince that she was taking the book, she exited the library with one last look at the young man.

The moment she arrived in her chambers, she threw the ball at the wall. The ball's tiny glass pieces fell on the floor while a white smoke enveloped the wall. After a few seconds, the white smoke cleared leaving the message:

No matter who you are
No matter where you are
No matter how you are
You are mine

A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter but to tell you the truth I don't really think this is one of my best chapters....anyways IT'S:

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