Ginny walked upstairs silently. She had to see her. Something inside kept telling her to see her, to talk to her. Her mother gave everyone strict orders not to bother her, but Ginny slowly brought herself up the winding staircase. Harry, Mum, and her brothers were waiting for Charlie, Bill and Father outside and around the house. It was the perfect time to see Isabel.

Ginny halted at the bedroom door and held her ear to it. There didn't seem to be any movement going on inside. Perhaps she was asleep? Ginny knocked lightly.

"Come in…" came a quiet voice from inside. She was awake.

Opening the door slowly Ginny peeked in. Isabel was sitting on her bed, and looking through the box that they had knocked over in there game of hide and seek. The young woman looked up at Ginny and gave a small smile. "Oh Ginny…come in…" she said.

Ginny suddenly felt herself become rather timid. After all, this woman felt like a complete stranger to her. Isabel saw her hesitate and her smile dimmed for a moment. Then she reached out her hand "There's no need to be frightened of me Ginny…come sit with me."

Ginny nodded and stepped inside.

"Oh my how you've grown so! Last time I saw you were bout this high and in diapers!" Isabel's eyes brightened. Ginny smiled awkwardly. She sat down next to her sister on the bed.

"And now look at you…all grown up. What a pretty young lady you've become."

Ginny felt herself blush a little. Isabel sounded so much like Charlie. He and Bill often complimented on how she was growing up.

"Charlie will be home soon…" said Ginny, not sure what else to say.

"I know…" said Isabel "He's very close, I can feel it." Isabel turned to see Ginny looking at her curiously "I suppose its all part of being twins." she explained "I haven't felt it since I was a little girl but I always knew when he was nearby. It is wonderful to feel again! I've missed him so much!" she looked around then stood up slightly shaky legs. "I've missed this room…this house…" she said, more to herself now than young Ginny.

Than Ginny noticed that she was holding the photograph, the one which frame they broke. Isabel had been holding it to her chest. Suddenly she looked up sharply towards the window. A sound of a car pulling up out front, Ginny heard it too. The younger girl sprung up from her seat on the bed and looked out the window.

"Charlie! He's here!" Ginny took Isabel's hand in attempt to take her outside "Come on!"

"No! Ginny wait!" Isabel pulled away. "You go down alone. I'll wait here."

"No! B-but why?" Ginny asked confused.

"It's too fast, he'd die of shock! Like I nearly did when I got here…" Isabel said slowly. "I've talked to Mum and Daddy. They will bring him up here to me. Now you go down and see him. And remember…" she held her finger to her lips. Ginny nodded promising to be silent.

She headed down the stairs with even more butterflies in her belly than when she was going up!

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Charlie got out of the car and embraced his mother as she came running to greet him.

"Oh Charlie! Its wonderful to have you home again dear!" she said with the brightest smile on her face.

"I've missed you Mum." said Charlie.

He greeted all his brothers and Harry as they each came up to see him "Now where is that sister of mine?" he asked when he noticed Ginny wasn't among them.

"Which one...?" Ron mumbled to Harry.

"Shhh…" Harry hushed, even though Charlie didn't hear.

"Charlie!" The second eldest Weasley turned just in time to see the youngest, running out of the house into his arms.

"You're finally here!" said Ginny and she threw her arms around his neck.

"Come on Ginny, let him breath. You'll be seeing him for a long time." Bill said gently as he gently pulled her off of Charlie.

"Yes lets all go inside, there is something we must talk about." said Mr. Weasley.

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Something was going on, he could feel it. Everybody seemed tense. Mrs. Weasley sat him down at the kitchen table. "Children, everybody, sit down, please." She said.

'Uh-oh…' thought Charlie 'Family meeting…now I KNOW something's up…'

"We are thrilled that you have come home to us, Charlie, especially now." said Mr. Weasley, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Well it's good to be home…" Charlie said awkwardly. Everybody was very quiet, so unlike the Weasley family. 'What the hell is going on?'

"Something has happened, Charlie…" his mom said. Charlie blinked. "We're not exactly sure how to say it, for we don't quite know how it happened ourselves…"

"Is somebody hurt?" Charlie looked around the table, but everyone started shaking their heads and assuring him they were all ok.

"No, no, son everyone's fine!" Mr. Weasley assured. "It is good news, we have…but its…"

"Quite, unbelievable…" said Bill. Everyone nodded their heads.

Mrs. Weasley stood up and walked over to the stairs "Come with me, Charlie. I think the best way is to show you."

Charlie stood up slowly and followed his Mom upstairs. That feeling was coming back, something he hadn't felt since he was little. What could be causing this to happen?

"This may come as quite a shock, Charlie…" his Mom warned him as they stopped at his bedroom door.

Already, Charlie could feel his heart pounding at his ribs and he was trying hard to keep his breathing at a normal pace. Slowly his mother opened the door.

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The door creaked as it opened, and she turned quickly to face it. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it might burst from her chest. As the door opened wide she saw him. Charlie stood stalk still, staring. She stared back at him.

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The girl stared back at him, silently. Charlie felt his throat go dry, and couldn't seem to breathe. He started trembling. All he could do was stand there and stare.

"Charlie…" the young woman whispered.

'That voice…from my dream…' Charlie thought. "This can't be real…" he managed to say.

Molly saw how they intensely they stared at each other and decided to leave them be. The two continued to stare at one another.

"Brother…" Isabel raised her arms to embrace him.

"Who are you!" Charlie said suddenly stepping back.

The girl suddenly looked hurt "What do you mean?" she said. Charlie didn't answer. "My God, Charlie…don't tell you can't…can't you feel it?"

Charlie looked at this pale, thin girl up and down. Her hair was tangled from lack of brushing. She looked battered and bruised. She was so different and yet…something was familiar about her. He took a step closer, the feeling grew stronger.

"You do…don't you?" she said.

Charlie looked at her closely and examined her face. And he saw them. They had sunken in somewhat, but they were hers: Those exotic eyes that set the two of them apart.

"Izzy?" he said

"Oh don't you even START that…"

"HOLY BLOODY SHIT!"

Isabel was in Charlie's arms before she could blink. His embrace was so tight she could scarcely breathe. But she cared none.

"I've missed you so much…" she gasped "you have…no idea…"

"I knew you'd come back." Charlie said, tears welling in his eyes "I refused…to believe you were dead. But couldn't hear you…not after…" he was now trying to keep his breath under control. Isabel rubbed his back through their embrace.

"Say no more, brother. You'll do yourself harm. Shhhh…" she said soothingly.

"I never…"

"Quiet now…I'm here, and I'm not leaving you. Stay with me." They both knelt down to the floor still in each other's arm, Charlie head on Isabel's shoulder. Already exhausted from his journey home, Charlie fell asleep, Isabel rocking him back and forth.

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Ron, Harry and Ginny sat together on the hill. Ginny was lying down watching the clouds. The sun was going to set soon, it had been a few hours since Charlie got home and he had not come downstairs yet.

"How long do you suppose they're gunna be up there?" Ron asked.

"Dunno…" said Harry. "They've been apart for such a long time; they probably got a lot to say."

"I have so many things to say!" said Ginny, sitting up and facing the boys. "There's so many things I want to tell her. So many things I've always wanted to tell my sister…"

"You've always had your brothers!" Ron said.

Ginny paused and looked at Ron for a moment before continuing. "Yes…but…well, its not exactly the same, is it? A girl can't always rely on her brothers for advice. Anyway why are you so hot and bothered? Aren't you happy as well, Ron?"

Ron didn't answer right away. He just hugged his knees close to him. Harry understood that Ron was still just taking it all in. He was probably also a bit hurt that nobody cared to tell him that he even had a big sister. Harry lied down on the grass between Ron and Ginny. He thought for a moment about Isabel, not how she appeared that morning, just about her. Somehow, she reminded him of somebody. He just couldn't put his finger on it. He knew he had never seen her before, but there was just something very haunting about her…

(A/N: Oh! My faithful readers I am sooooo sorry! You must have thought I died or something, its been soooo long! Don't worry I'm working on the next chapter! Please review!)