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Ginny slowly awoke and looked around only to realize that she was in the Hospital Wing at Hogwarts. She was wearing what a muggle would call a hospital gown, a blue piece of cloth that covered your body and tied in the back, and her socks.Her surroundings looked as she remembered it to from the previous years, but there was something different about it. As she tried to figure out what it was, she felt a warm breath on her neck. Because her eyes had been darting left and right trying to figure out where she was, she hadn't looked right in front of herself. Her eyes moved from the wall she had been staring at, to right in front of her.

"Professor Lupin?" Ginny asked in shock trying to sit up.

The boy laughed. "The professor part of it has a nice ring to it, but its just Lupin. Remus Lupin, or you can call me Moony. "Don't worry," he added, "everyone does anyway" Ginny blushed and gave him her best smile. Dang he's hot! Ginny thought, but then shook her head trying to get rid of that thought. What are you thinking Ginny? He's year's older than you!.

Remus's sandy brown hair hung in his eyes as they looked down on her: tiredly. They were a grayish blue blue color, which seemed to darken in the sunlight, if that was at all possible. He looked like Harry, in the fact that he was a bit too skinny for his age, but he had muscle to make up for it..

"Where am I?" Ginny asked starting to get worried because her old professor was standing next to her sixteen. "All I remember was I was..." She had to think carefully, for she didn't want Remus to know it was her who was writing to the Marauders. "Sitting with my friend Herm-y and Mark talking about my trip to Hogwarts and..."

"You somehow fell and landed on the chess board in the Gryffindor common room unconscious. I volunteered, since I was the only one there, to take you to Madam Pomfrey, the school's healer." He finished, looking down at her. Ginny didn't realize that she was staring at him intently, but Remus did. Since wasn't used to being looked at this closely, especially by a girl. He took a step back not really knowing what to do. They both sat in silence until Ginny broke it. "Did I miss the sorting?"

"No, no, I'm just here because Dumbledore lets me come early because my parents they don't understand. They're muggles you see and they really don't like witches." Remus explained. "Not that I have any problem with muggles," he continued when Ginny looked at him even more intently. "But enough about me, what about you?"

Ginny knew that he was trying to stay away from why his parents didn't like him. The "Professor" Remus had told her that his dad had left them when he was seven because he was bitten by a werewolf. Said he "Didn't want the burden." Ginny felt bad for Remus, and so she stayed away from the fact that he was a werewolf. Not because she felt sorry for him like he had a problem, she just felt sorry for him because she knew how much pain it caused him and how it killed his social life. Also a part of it was that she loved him dearly, yet didn't know it.

"Well, as I might have stated before, my name is Ginerva, people call me Ginny, Weasley... the 3rd. I have attended Durmstrang for 5 years and now that my parents and I are moving they have decided to enroll me here instead of having to travel all the way back to Durmstrang. Why am I lying to him? I mean even if he knew that I was from the future, It wouldn't make a difference... or would it?

"Oh, I understand."

"Remus, you should go back to your dorm so that Miss Weasley can sleep. You can come and visit her tomorrow." Madam Pomfrey said as she came into the room. Remus nodded and sulkily turned toward the door. "I'll see you tomorrow," Remus assured Ginny and with that he was gone through the big wooden doors that led to one of the many corridors at Hogwarts.. Ginny stared dreamily at where Remus Lupin had just been standing.

"Your crushing on Mr Lupin aren't you? Madam Pomfrey asked as Ginny blushed a bright red and then sobered. Her mind turned to Harry. The boy she had had a crush on for the longest time. What about Harry? She thought. What about him? Madam Pomfrey closed the curtains that were above her bed and left the room and when she did, Ginny rolled over onto her side, cuddled in with her pillow, and fell fast asleep.