AN/ Hey all! I've been really busy, but I got this up as soon as I possibly could, I SWEAR! I had it almost finished and then I LOST MY FLASH DRIVE! I was sooo… annoyed w/ myself! You should have heard those purple elves telling me off! So newho, thank you to my wonderful reviewers! A yes, and thank you to my beta, Fink (a 'woonderkint' if I've ever seen one! lol!).

AN II/ So, yeah, okay one of my BRILLIANT reviewers (gIggLInggIrL3001) pointed out, I so intelligently said something about using euros in London. My apologies, I knew the Brits used pounds. I just forgot while I was writing, apparently. facepalm o well, It's fixed now!

Disclaimer: Phone calls… the sequel…
Me: -is pretending to be JKR-- calls Jase-
Jase: -picks up phone- Hello?
Me: Hi, is this Jase?
Jase: Uh-huh. Who's this?
Me: It's Jo, of course.
Jase: Oh, hi, Jo. -looks at clock-, which reads 8:30 p.m. Isn't it like 1:00 a.m. over there?
Me: didn't think of that o, well, yeah. It's all those cappuccinos you know.
Jase: Right. So what's up? Something I can help you with?
Me: Uh, yeah, you remember our last phone conversation?
Jase: Where you asked me to tell my friend Em to stop the DNA tests?
Me: That's the one!
Jase: What about it?
Me: Well, I wanted you to tell Em that she really IS me, and therefore owns all rights to Harry Potter, can you do that for me?
Jase: Em, that was SO pathetic, and just for impersonating a famous author, I'm gonna get Mark to follow you around all day tomorrow.
Me: Gosh darn it, I was so sure it would work!

(Just incase you couldn't tell, I'm NOT JKR)

Recap:

"Well if it isn't Miss Evans," came a joking voice from behind Ginny. Ginny stopped dead in her tracks, turning around to see a face that she hadn't seen in many years….

He looked older than the last time she'd seen him, but his red hair was still longer than her mother would have approved of and the fang he'd worn in his ear for all those years, though no longer an earing, was strung on a leather cord around his neck. "May I help you with something?" she asked the man in an annoyed tone.

"Yeah. Why are you waltzing around Diagon Alley in disguise? In fact, why are you here in the first place? After leaving all of us all those years ago you just decide to up and come back?" Ginny's eldest brother demanded.

"This has nothing to do with you." Ginny kept her tone firm and even, afraid that her excitement in seeing her brother would show through. She had to keep appearances up and look as if she didn't regret her decision to leave.

"Bloody hell it doesn't! We haven't seen you in eleven years and suddenly your walking around Diagon Alley. I'd say I-all of us have a right to know what's going on and why your back.

"Well that's just too bad for you."

"C'mon, Gin, don't be like that."

"Like what? Like I would rather keep things the way they are instead of complicating everything."

Both Ginny and Bill glared at each other, neither saying anything. Kara, however, had been watching the adults' exchange of words and took this as her opportunity to ask the question that had been floating around in her head ever since the strange man had started talking to her mother. She tapped her mother's arm lightly. "Mum, who is this?" she asked quietly.

Ginny turned to the girl to answer, but Bill interrupted first. "Mum?" he asked, staring pointedly at Ginny.

"Yes, Bill, this is my daughter Kara. Kara, this is your Uncle Bill," Ginny answered both questions at once.

"Oh now I see why you left. You went off and married some bloke and you were embarrassed that you're a Weasley, and possibly even because you're a witch, so you ran off and used your disguise to marry whatever his name is and had a kid. Now, eleven years later, you got the letter from Hogwarts and had to explain everything. Well don't worry, Gin. You're former last name holds some prestige now, especially since Dad got elected Minister of Magic."

"Oh please!" Ginny threw her hands up in frustration. "Do you see a ring on my finger?" She thrust her left hand in his face.

"Yeah, Mum's never been married," Kara said defensively.

Ginny dropped her voice a notch. "And if that isn't enough for you, Kara will be eleven this coming November. Do the math. I'm sure you'll understand what I mean."

Bill screwed up his face while doing the mental math and then a look of realization crossed his face. "Oh. Oh! You mean-"

"See, I knew you could do it. Now, Kara and I still have a bit more shopping to do so we really must be going."

Ginny grabbed her daughter's hand and tried to move around Bill, but he blocked her attempts. "C'mon, Gin. Aren't you even gonna come home? Everyone would be ecstatic to see you. So much has happened and we haven't heard from you since you left. Kara's got a while before she has to leave. Why don't you just come home, even for just a few days?"

"I can't Bill, I just can't. It would complicate everything so much. I just can't," Ginny said with a sigh.

"Fine, that's your decision, I guess. But at least let me spend the afternoon with you and Kara. I'll tell everyone back home how you're doing."

"Yeah!" Kara said excitedly, ecstatic at the thought of spending an afternoon getting to know an uncle she didn't even know she had.

"No!" Ginny said anxiously, quashing the idea, "You can't tell anyone that you saw me. If they knew that I was back, I know they'd try to find me and I can't let that happen."

"All right, then I'll spend the afternoon with you two and I won't tell everyone how you're doing," Bill offered.

Ginny sighed. There was no way that she'd give up the opportunity to spend an afternoon with a brother she hadn't seen in over a decade. "Okay," she finally said.

"Yes!" Kara pumped her arm in the air.

"Now c'mon you two. Kara, we still have to get your pet," Ginny said as she started down the road.

"Double yes!" Kara exclaimed as she half-walked half-skipped after her mother.

Bill let out a bark of a laugh and followed after the two ladies.

Inside Magical Menagerie, Ginny and Bill waited near the entrance while Kara looked a pet to her liking.

"So, how much does Kara actually know about her father?" Bill asked quietly.

"Not much, and I want it that way. You will not tell her, Bill. I know she'll have to know someday, but not now. Not just after she's been introduced to our world."

"Okay, I get it. No telling Kara more than you want her to know, but Ginny, you know she's a smart kid. Once she gets to Hogwarts, how long do you think it'll take her to figure it out for herself?"

"Hopefully she'll be so wrapped up in her schoolwork and exploring the whole of Hogwarts to worry about it."

Bill gave Ginny a skeptical glance, but let the subject drop between them. But on the inside, he was trying to formulate a plan to help the girl learn about her father. Bill'd taken an immediate liking to the eleven-year-old, and he felt she deserved to at least know who her dad was.

"Mum! I found the one I want!" came Kara's excited call from across the shop. Ginny and Bill made their way to the girl to see what type of animal she'd finally chosen.

Not ten minutes later, the three were walking down the crowded streets of Diagon Alley. Ginny and Bill were laughing about this and that while Kara walked between them, cooing to the animal she held in her arms.

The tiny kitten was one of the most beautiful that Kara had ever seen. She was all black with intriguing eyes that were the color of ice. Kara'd immediately named the kitten Ebony, in honor of her gorgeous coloring. Kara had liked her the moment she saw her curled up in the back of her cage with two of her brothers and sisters. The other two kittens had been frightened of Kara when she'd picked them up, but Ebony immediately started purring and soon fell asleep in Kara's arms; she hadn't moved an inch since.

"Well, I'm certainly up for ice cream, how bout you two?" Ginny asked. Both Kara and Bill answered in the affirmative, so they set off toward Florean Fortescue's

Kara stood up at the counter, admiring the variety of flavors available in the shop. Ginny had gone to get a table, but Bill stood next to the counter with his niece.

"You're joking! There's no way my mum never would have done that!" Kara exclaimed after Bill finished his story of the time he'd gotten in a fight with Ginny and woken up and had all of his clothes having 'I'M A PRAT!' flashing in various neon colors all over them. Kara'd known her mom was prone to joking, but Kara'd never considered her a real trickster.

"Ah, but you'd be surprised. She spent most of her childhood with our twin brothers, Fred and George, second greatest pranksters in Hogwarts history. They taught her everything she knows."

Kara sighed. "I wish I knew more about my family. It's so weird to know there are all these people out there that I'm related to and I don't know them."

Suddenly, an idea struck Bill out of the blue. "Kara, how would you like to come and meet some of your family?"

"I'd love it, but you know that mum would never let me."

"I know, but I think I know how to get around that. Here's what we'll do…"

At the end of the afternoon, Ginny, Kara and Bill were standing in front of the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron.

"It was good seeing you, sis," Bill said, giving Ginny a hug. Over her shoulder, he winked at Kara.

"It was nice meeting you, Uncle Bill, promise you'll come and visit sometime soon?" Kara asked, sticking to the plan.

"You betcha. Well, I'd better get going. Everyone else will be home anytime now," Bill said, tossing some floo powder in the fireplace. "THE BURROW! See ya round, Gin."

Before Ginny knew what was happening, Bill grabbed Kara's arm and launched them both into the fireplace. Ginny grabbed for Kara's other arm, but she was too late, and could only watch as her daughter slipped away. "BILL WEASLEY YOU BRING BACK MY DAUGHTER!" Ginny called after them, only she was sure they didn't hear, as the flames had returned to normal.

Ginny quickly weighed her options. She could stay here and wait until Bill brought her back, but there was no doubt in her mind that once the rest of her family met Kara that they wouldn't want to let her go, and when Kara did come back she'd come with most of the rest of the family. On the other hand, she could risk going back, getting Kara, and returning, hoping that no one was home. It was risky, but at the moment, it seemed the only plausible option.

Ginny took a deep breath, calming herself as much as possible, and grabbed some floo powder off the mantel. She tossed it in, yelled, "THE BURROW!" and stepped in, on her way home for the first time in eleven years.

AN: Well, there it is! I'm sorry it took so long! Honestly! I've already got the next chapter written in my head (if that makes any sense to anyone other than Marn) so it should be up in the next few days. So, press the purple button. It looks lonely. :-)