A/U: I feel terrible. Explanations at the bottom.

Harry was rather annoyed. He had grown to hate hormones. He had promised himself to stay away from raging 'womanly' hormones at all costs. Yet where was he? Oh yes. He was looking for Ginny, after she yelled at him for saying 'Um' to a silly question.

'I knew I should've stayed away from cooties – I knew it!'

After an hour of searching, he decided to search the one place left he could think of. The Room of Requirement. Which, as he would find out later, was where she had been the whole time.

So, back to the story. He found a door, and pushed it open to reveal Ginny curled up with a book, soundlessly mouthing the words with a horrified look on her face. Sadly, she looked up at Harry.

"It's here – all of it. I know what happened now."

Wordlessly, he took the book out of her hands. It was a diary, which seemed to belong to Percy (he had no idea what it was doing there. Although it was many pages, the time went quickly as they read it together.

It had been him under the whole set up. He had (rather stupidly) explained the whole thing in his journal – He had found a way to travel back in time and, on a mission from Voldemort, took the polyjuice potion to take the form of Remus Lupin. He started a relationship with Lily. He was planning to 'propose' to her after graduation, and having already been having a relationship with her, have an assured 'yes'. The plan was to stop Harry's birth all together.

Ginny told harry then, everything. He went through his usual mood swings – first he was furius, then sad, then just silent. Finally, he spoke to her.

"What are we going to do?"

This was something they couldn't figure out. Doing something to Percy didn't solve the problem of why they were there, and how they were going to get back. There were simply no clues to track.

However, they did decide that they would go to Dumbledore about it – something they had been reluctant to do after what had happened in their own world. So finally, after many hours of planning, they left towards his office.

Angel of Elements: Oh my. I feel like such a bitch – I'm just SO stressed right now, with school ending and all these violin concerts and dance performances. There simply wasn't enough time to write! I'm terribly sorry about everything! I hope you don't hate me!

Sirius-Black-SFan: I suck. I know it. I feel horrible. I don't know what I did, or how, but obviously my muse is damn pissed right now. I really hope you continue on with the story (it's almost done!) and that you forgive me.

Angelofevil: 1) I suck. Please please don't hate me. Enough said? Will provide further explination next chappie. 2) Awwww that's so sweet that you said that! Thanks!... hope it's still valid after this! 3) Ouch – that dance stuff sounds brutal! My room is always too hot or too cold. Makes stretching a right pain in the boot-ey (Tehehehe – lurve that word!) 4) Sure, steal my excuse any time! It works quiet effectively. LOL though, just saw Bridget Jones 1 and 2, ever seen them? Bloody hilarious….

Jamie Prongs: IT'S THE WRITER'S BLOCK FAULT! More reason to revolt against those stupid little writers block elves who go around sucking the ideas from my oh-so-brilliant brain. Soooo sorry I haven't updated forever!

IamSiriusgrl: Why do I feel like I'm gonna be getting a lot more than 'double cursing' this time?

Beth5572: Whooops…. Sorry that I didn't put this out forever! Stupid writers block elves… they have taken a liking to me. AHHHH STALKER ELVES!

Perkey Terkey: OOOOh…. Sounds very interesting! Don't kill me please- I'm terribly sorry!

Hogsmeade Hunny: Glad you think so. I'm sure all my reviewers hate me though…. If you know anywhere where I can get armour, gladly inform me! Tehehe….

Flower Kid: Maybe, maybe not! (insert sing song voice)…. It'll ALLLL come out in the end… maybe! Please don't hate me.