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"Anne I think we are lost." Joey stated in a whisper.

"No we just have to follow the pendant. See, look!" Anne said,pointing ahead of them where a window stood open. Slowly the two of them made their way towards the window, Joey holding Harry.

Anne hoisted herself up and out the window onto the green grass, it was early morning.

Joey with a little help from Anne climbed out the window, keeping hold of Harry.

"Where are we?" Joey asked looking around.

"I know this place. It's England, Merlin we are in England!" Anne said as they started to walk, a strikingly loud stinging noise diffusing through the air, beams of red light bouncing around them.

"Shit!" Joey said as Anne started running, Joey struggling behind her, till they got into a wooded area, both knew they where being pursued by their kidnappers.

"Here," Anne said pulling Joey behind some bushes, where they laid Harry down and sat in total silence, listening as the death eaters went running past them.

After several minutes Joey let out a deep breath. "I think we're safe, for at least now." Joey said.

Anne nodded as she checked over to her father who started to groan.

"Dad?" Anne said as he groaned again, his emerald green eyes opening.

"Anne? Anne where are we?" Harry said trying to sit up, Anne stopping him.

"Dad I can explain but later. We're escaping and I think we may be in England but I don't know where. I don't know how to get us home." Anne said.

"Hedwig?" Harry said loudly hoping it work but didn't.

"Why won't she come?" Anne asked.

"I don't know Anne but," Harry said looking down, the magic cuffs around his hands "If we get these off I can get us home."

"Let me try. I used wandless magic to open the door." Anne said.

Before Harry could stop her Anne was already trying to use her magic, she was thrown back against a tree with a soft thud.

"ANNE!" both Joey and Harry said, Joey running to her side because Harry was unable to.

"Are you alright?" Joey asked, helping Anne up as she moved her head, cracking her neck.

"I'm fine." Anne said walking back over to her father ready to try again.

"Anne," Harry said calmly, "they won't come off with magic that was what I tried to tell you." Harry said.

"But dad there is no key hole?" Anne said.

"Joey," Harry said "I need you to find something heavy maybe a very large rock. We're going to have to crush them off." Harry said, watching his daughter's face contort into horror.

"Dad there has to be another way!" Anne insisted.

Harry nodded his head no as the three off them started to hear the death eaters circling back, Joey came over holding a very large rock almost like a small boulder.

"Dad no!" Anne said.

Harry ignored her and turned to Joey, laying out both his arms.

"Harry I don't know about this..." Joey said not very comfortable about crushing this man's wrists, he'd broken his arm once and that had been beyond agony.

"If you want to get out of here you'll do it." Harry said, his eyes now intent on the boulder in Joey's right hand. It was that right hand that was going to ensure their survival, and it was that hand that controlled their fate. Harry didn't trust Joey, he hadn't trusted anything lately, especially with the way things were going but he did the best he could to feign it.

Hesitant at first, Joey raised his right hand above Harry's left, pushing as much power into his movement as his body could take and once the rock met metal, the band didn't budge.

"Try another one." Harry said, through his last gasp of strength before his right arm fell to the ground next to one of the bushes, the other one barely staying still. Joey nodded and searched blindly for another rock. Anne watched as Joey picked up a rock that wasn't the greyish tinge the other boulder was, but more of a green tinge, seemingly lending it's color to a liquid it was covered in since the liquid dripped off and landed on the ground, scorching the dirt below them. He raised the rock in the air once again, a look of fear across his face. In one fluid motion the rock landed directly on the band, cracking the metal in a burst of green smoke.

"YES!" Joey whispered as loud as he could without the death eaters hearing.

"Now the left." Harry said, ecstatic at the sight before him. He wasn't sure why this rock worked, since it was smaller than the other boulder but at that point he would take what he could get. Joey repeated the motion on Harry's other wrist, leaving Harry a bit weak on the ground, without the bands around his wrist though somehow he could slowly feel the power reviving deep within him. Without even speaking, Anne helped to lift her father up off the ground and Joey checked if the coast was clear. Slowly but surely, Harry's human body transformed into phoenix body parts, his remaining stingy clothes slipping from his form. Anne showed a reluctant Joey how to hold tight to Harry and off they soared into the open space before them until only a speck of a red figure could be noticed from below.

Ginny tried the best she could to stop tormenting herself. She knew all of these people were somehow related to her, which seemed a bit strange, but she hadn't felt it. Her whole life seemed lost. Before she had longed for a connection to the people she still somehow knew were out there, but once she had reunited with them, her place in their lives seemed unknown. And what was she to do about the people responsible for her memory loss in the first place? How could she just let them get away with robbing her of her entire life, including the upbringing of her three children? Now that she knew where she belonged, she still didn't know who she was.

She stared down at a photo that had been sitting on the mantlepiece, staring back at her was what was supposedly her daughter, son and husband holding another child, the one child she had never met. Or at least since she had before she completely lost all memories she had with him.

In a burst of Harry's flames, the three found themselves outside the Burrow, the place that Harry's strength could only bring them to. He had hoped it was the right place, instead of his own home but he assumed Molly had gathered the remaining family in one place. Anne dusted herself off, Joey recuperated from the daunting experience and Harry staggered to transform back into his true body. In a small stumble, Harry stepped closer to the Burrow, a few of the lights on in scattered windows along the floors. One window took him by surprise, a window he never thought would hold the sight before him. There he laid eyes on his soul mate, her flaming red hair as compelling as ever, her pale cheek lightly dashed with the blush she had always sported when she was confused or even after she had just let out a rather vicious tirade.

Anne stepped over to Harry, taking his arm in her hand. "It's ok Dad. She's fine, see?" she said.

Still staring in awe, the only word Harry could make out was "Amazing.."

They walked through the front door, Joey stepping in first, also overjoyed to see Ginny still alive and well. "Lily!" He said, rushing to Ginny's side, grabbing her off the couch in a warm hug.

Anne was willingly grabbed her mother as well once Joey had finished, so glad to feel the maternal grace Ginny carried with her that she didn't even care if Ginny didn't remember her. Ginny took what she would have to learn to know as her daughter in her arms and smiled, a tiny voice in her head letting her know that this felt right. Harry stood on the other side of the living room near the door of the Burrow, gazing longingly at his love, still unbelievably taken by her beauty. Ginny turned to take a glance at the man at the door, a part of her feeling the presence of the man in her dreams. She knew that was the man, but his clothes were in shambles, his face and chest covered in welts and wounds. The part that Ginny thought she knew before her, the entity she had dreamt of all those nights, was unrecognizable at that point.

"Gin..."Harry said, his eyes in perfect contact with Ginny's. He felt his body gravitating towards her, his feet taking him closer to where she stood by the fireplace. He reached out to take her hand but immediately she pulled away, turning her gaze to the stairs, where she scattered up and away from the scene.

A devastated look across Harry's already battered and bruised face, Anne stepped to her fathers side and began to take him into a comforting embrace. "She'll come around Dad. And Aunt Mione will surely conjure some memory charm to get her back to normal. It's going to be alright."

With Jean Jay and Hades still looming over their shoulders, Harry had hoped some force would make what Anne hoped come true.

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