Past Mistakes

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Chapter 2:

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"AHHHH! BLOOD TRAITORS! ALL OF YOU! INFECTING THE MOST NOBLE HOUSE OF…."

"That would be Hermione…. I'll get the door… would you mind shutting her up?" Ron pointed to the portrait of the screaming Mrs. Black. "Alright…" Harry covered his ears and, with as much strength as he could muster, yanked the curtains closed.

Ron opened the door and fell over as a blur of brown hair came running in.

"Oops… Sorry about that Ron." She said, helping him to his feet.

"You don't look that sorry" he rubbed his head, noticing Hermione's thousand watt smile. "What happened? Did you run into Professor Lockhart?" he smirked. "Oh funny Ron. I'm just cracking up, really I am." She said sarcastically.

Harry came into the room looking as though he had just wrestled a troll. And it looked real enough seeing as he really had wrestled one before. Well, sort of wrestled. "Hermione!" he exclaimed, while trying to catch his breath. "What took you so long? You said you'd only be a minute."

"See I told you! She did see Lockhart- OW!" She had smacked him hard in the arm. "That really hurt!"

"Well serves you right…" she smirked. "Harry," she turned to face him. "I have something important to tell you, I…"

"HERMIONE! RON! HARRY!"

Ginny came bounding down the stairs and gave each of them a crushing hug. Harry's was the longest one though. At least she's not mad at me anymore, he thought as he remembered one particular night.

FLASHBACK:

It was the night of Bill's wedding. They were having the reception at the garden of the Burrow. Everyone was chatting and congratulating Bill and Fleur on their marriage. But none of it looked like how a real wedding reception should be. People kept on glancing around nervously and when they would talk, they would keep their voices in hushed tones. In the rare event that people would laugh, they would keep it short and quiet, as though deatheaters would jump up from the bushes if anyone dared laugh loudly. Dumbledore's murder had really made everyone even more twitchy then they already were.

Harry stood next to the refreshments table and took a sip of his butterbeer. He looked calm and collected on the outside, and the only outward sign that would tell you otherwise was his fingers drumming nervously on the table. He was nervous. He, along with Ron and Hermione, was leaving tomorrow to the find the horocruxes. He looked towards the table that Ron and Hermione were occupying. They were arguing… again. He guessed that it was about Ron's table manners because Hermione was waving a napkin around, trying to wipe his mouth but Ron kept dodging away. He really didn't want to go there. It was so horrible that they flirted so much, but didn't even realize it.

One day I should just lock the two of them in a room and order them to start

making out... Eww bad mental image…he shook his head, trying to get the thought of his two best friends kissing out of his brain.

He looked at another table at a far corner of the garden and there was Ginny, sitting by herself. Even though he knew it would be incredibly awkward, he went and sat next to her. As predicted, an awkward silence followed.

"So…. Shifty crowd tonight huh? I mean… who goes home at 6 during a party?" she motioned to the guests who were saying their goodbyes to the newlyweds. "Yeah…pretty weird." He responded, glad that she had broken the silence. But it was too much to wish for because another silence soon came.

"Look," Harry said, breaking the silence once more.

"I'm really sorry about –"

"Breaking up with me?" he winced. "Um.. yeah. I know that –"

"Actually, I understand…"

"You do?" he asked, amazed. Only a few days ago she had been ready to rip his hair out. "Yah. Had a chat with mom and she stutters a lot less than you when she explains stuff." She smirked.

Harry smiled back, relieved that she was reverting back to her usual smart ass self. "She said that you had the right reasons, and there's too much going on to even have a relationship right now and blah blah blah… I didn't listen much. My favorite song was playing on the radio. I agreed to not kill you… yet. But I have one condition." She looked at him. He gulped. "What's the condition? She leaned over and whispered in his ear. "You and me? Yah…as soon as this war stuff is over, were getting back together." He raised an eyebrow.

"Really? And what makes you say that I want to get back together? How do you know that that wasn't just my excuse to break up with you?" he smirked. She gasped in mock surprise, then rolled her eyes. "In your dreams Potter. You know you can't resist me." She said, flipping her hair. "Actually it's YOU who can't get enough of my charm and good looks." They laughed and continued bickering.

Well, at least Ron and Hermione aren't the only ones flirting.

END OF FLASHBACK

She let go of him and turned to Ron and Hermione, only to find them smirking and sending him knowing looks.

"So anyway…" he said, trying to get them to stop smirking at him. "What did you have to tell us Hermione?" Obviously it worked because Hermione started bouncing excitedly on her toes. "Oh! It's about the horocrux."

"Ginny, go away..." Ron asked in a monotone voice.

"Hey!" She glared at him. "Wait Ron it's alright! Actually I was planning on telling Ginny too…"

"Fine" he grumbled and sat on the couch. "Wait!" Hermione pulled him up. "Let do this upstairs. Who else is home?" "Remus" Ginny answered. "But its full moon tonight so he's locked himself up in the attic. He's taken his potion of course."

"How?" Harry asked. "I don't think Snape would be so willing to brew one up now right?" Ginny answered. "Well luckily Dumbledore forced him to teach Remus before he umm...yeah."

They were silent for awhile. They had all avoided touching the subject of Dumbledore's death, but every once in a while it came up.

"So…" Hermione continued as though she had never stopped talking. Ron must have noticed it too because he started sniggering quietly, but Hermione ignored him and went on. "That horocrux….."

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"But why wasn't the deatheater affected when she touched it?" Ginny asked curiously. "Well she wasn't exactly unaffected." Ron said. "What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Well you said it yourself; she was burned so badly that we couldn't tell she was a woman. Harry was also badly injured but not as bad as her. It must have been because of the horocrux. Although were not really sure what it does yet." They stared at him.

"What! I think too!" he said defensively.

"Anyway," Hermione continued, grinning slightly. "That's probably the real reason for why the deatheaters left. One of them saw the body and freaked out. Told the others to retreat, but of course not before stealing some stuff. Like the horocrux."

"So… why are you telling this to us? Not exactly making us feel any better knowing that were screwed…" Ron said bluntly.

"Actually," she said, pulling out one timeturner. "I know how to get it back."

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They gaped at her. "Look, I know I'm very attractive but this is getting ridiculous…."

"Wow, Hermione makes smart ass remarks when she's happy…. Or are you just spending too much time with Ginny?" he smirked, but if you looked really closely, you could see the small pink patches that appeared on his cheeks.

"Ha-ha….Funny"

"Where did you get it?" Harry asked, looking excited. "At the Ministry. While I was talking to Professor Lockhart….."

"Wow… it's either you're really happy now, or you need to stop being friends with my sister."

"Ron, Shut Up! So, I guess you know what my plan is then?" They nodded. "How Far…?" "Just about an hour" Hermione answered his unfinished question. "So that's

1 turn. Quite simple actually. Just get there before the deatheaters steal it… after the explosion of course… Sorry Harry but that's what drove the deatheaters away…So…. Any more questions before we go?"

Ron's eyes widened. "Were going NOW?"

"Yes of course… no better time than the present!" she said cheerfully. "Then let's do it!" Harry said, leaping up and putting the chain around his neck. "Coming Ron?" Ginny called as she too put the chain around her neck.

"What's with everyone and being cheerful?" he grumbled, before he too put it around his neck. Hermione spinned the timeturner around once, and they disappeared instantly.

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"Or I'll….I'll kill you!"

"Wow… I'm trembling with fear…"

"Quiet Ron! They might hear us." Hermione hissed as they crouched behind a shelf, watching the scene in front of them. "No but you have to admit… she's a pretty lame deatheater. Now I think I've learned to fully appreciate all the hard work and effort people like Snape give…" Ginny rolled her eyes. "I think she's a newbie. It's pretty sad, she probably only joined them because they threatened her family or something…"

"Shhh! It's almost time! Get ready." Harry whispered.

"Almost time for what? What's –"

BOOOM!

"happening…." Ron finished. "Ginny coughed as ashes floated around the room. "Quiet! Sorry Gin but there might be deatheaters…" Hermione whispered. "We have to move quickly!" They scurried around the room, looking for the deatheater amongst all the ashes.

"I found her!" Hermione squealed.

"And she tells us to be quiet… honestly." Ron grumbled. But then they heard her gasp. "But wait…. Oh God what was I thinking….."

"What's wrong Hermione?" Harry asked, looking worried.

"How are we supposed to hold it?" His forehead creased before he realized what she meant. "Shit!"

"And THAT….." Ginny came stalking towards them with a pair of dragon hide gloves in her hands. "is why you should be damn bloody grateful that I'm here."

"Ginny what're you… GINNY!"

"What!"

"Just because you're wearing gloves doesn't mean it can't hurt you!"

"Yeah! GIN NO! Remember what happened to Katie Bell?"

"I'll be fine…."

"NO! GINNY! Step away from the…….."

There was a silence as Ginny gingerly picked up the figurine. But they released their breath in relief when she started juggling it around in their faces.

"Pussies…." She smirked.

"Ginny… don't you ever…"

"Oh save it, I'm fine. Not a scratch, see?"

"I know, but that was still really risky…"

"Hey, at least we know that Charlie didn't get me a cheap Christmas present."

Hermione sighed, then gave her a this-talk-is-far-from-over-I'm-kicking-your-ass-when-we-get-home look.

"Come on guys, let's get home." They put on the chain again, and this time she turned it forward.

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"This is taking really long…. why is it taking so long? I'm hungry"

"Ron you're always hungry…"

"It befuddles me how you can think of food at a time like this….."

"Stop using big words Hermione… Just because you want to feel superior…"

"I do NOT use big words to feel superior! It's just all part of my vocabulary!"

"Suuuuure…"

"RON!"

"Hey Ron, you can add this to your list. PLACES WHERE IVE FELT HUNGRY:

Hogwarts….."

"Guys, something is definitely wrong here."

"The Burrow…."

"Let's just wait until it stops… I'm so dizzy I can't see anything…"

"Traveling through time…."

"Okay we get it, you can stop now Harry…"

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"Guys…."

"65 bottles of butterbeer on the wall, 65 bottles of butterbeer…"

"RON! We're here."

"Finally. Let's go home…I'm…"

"Hungry. Yah. So we've heard…"

"Wait!"

"What is it Ginny?"

They turned around and saw her staring at her gloves, her eyes wide. "What's wrong?" Hermione walked towards her.

"The horocrux."

"What about it?" Harry asked worriedly.

"It's gone"

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"What? How did it…."

"I think it fell, during the trip home."

"Nice going, Gin" Ron said, glaring at her. "Now it's lost in time…. Now I don't think even Voldemort can find it."

"Hey! It was a bumpy ride!"

"Guys" Harry whispered. "I don't think we traveled to the right time."

"But that's impossible!" Hermione looked over at her timeturner. "I did it correctly. I….damn."

"What is it?" Ginny peeked over her shoulder. The timeturner was smashed, and it was soaked with a red liquid. "I recognize that….It what caused the explosion… but what did it do to the timeturner?"

Ron snorted. "How would we know? There are lots of weird stuff in the Department of Mysteries… Because what red liquid THING do you know that causes explosions and screws up timeturners? But… how do you know we're not in the right time?" He asked Harry. He simply pointed across the very large room, where a figure was doing some paperwork on a desk.

"Because I never knew that Remus was an unspeakable."

And sure enough, when the figure lifted it head, the face of a much younger Remus Lupin was illuminated by the moonlight coming from a single window.

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"I have a brilliant idea!" Hermione whispered excitedly.

"Care to share?"

"Yeah… she will… but first she's going to patent it..."

"I will not! Ok listen to this… what about….we look for the horocrux here!"

"WHAT?"
"That's crazy…"

"But crazy plans always work…"

"But it's still crazy…"

"My point exactly."

"Ummmm… but look. It's not on that shelf anymore. Or should I say yet. It could be anywhere!" Ron said, glancing at the shelf.

"Well" she pulled something out from the file she was holding. "We have a picture."

There were 3 pictures of the figurine in the different places that it had been kept. "Hey! This is in Hogwarts! Yeah…I'll bet that Dumbledore kept it in Hogwarts after he saw that it had some dark magic. But maybe he didn't know that it was a horocrux yet. He just thought it was some dark artifact. Ok…Well, this one's in the Ministry I'll bet." He said, pointing to the second picture. "And this third one….uh… I don't know."

"Maybe we can ask Remus."

At that very moment, Remus exited to another room.

Ron snorted. "Yah, like that would go over well. 'Hi! I'm Harry, James' son from the future. And these are my friends. Do you know where they keep the horocruxes in this place?'"

"That's not what I meant. Maybe we should follow him first, and then ask him later on."

"But shouldn't we be worrying about getting back?"

"Oh!" Hermione stuffed her hand into her robes and brought something out. "I nearly forgot about this. I have an extra one!"

"Brilliant! Then we can go and find it…"

"But…" Ron turned around and looked at Ginny. "She's not coming."

"What do mean I'm not coming, I'm already here you dumb ass!"

"No I mean you're taking this timeturner…" he snatched it from Hermione's grasp. "And going home."

"NO WAY!"

"YES WAY"

"Ron you sound gay when you say that…."

"NO WAY!"

"YES WAY!"

"No really Ron, you do…"

"NO WAY!"

"YES WA-"

"ENOUGH!" They all fell quiet. "Ginny." She snapped, looking at her. "You're not going." Ron grinned triumphantly.

"Hermione!"

"No buts, and quiet down a little. Just because he's out of the room, doesn't mean he won't hear us."

"But Hermione! I thought you of all people would understand! I don't want to sit idly at home while you guys are on a mission! Plus, if I take the timeturner you guys can't come back anymore!"

"We can always borrow one from this time. But who said you were going to sit at home doing nothing?"

"Huh?" she asked, dumbly.

"You're going back, not because I'm an overprotective prat like Ron," she glanced at Ron who looked furious. "But because you have to. What would your mother think if you just disappeared? But if it's only the three of us, you can tell them that we had to leave because we got a lead on another horocux or something…. which is actually the truth. Plus, you can update us on what's happening. You can tell us if Voldemort has attacked again so that we can go back if they really need us. Just use the timeturner to get us."

"But how will I know where you are?"

"Here." Harry handed her a mirror. "Sirius gave it to me. It broke but I fixed it. Just say my name and we can communicate."

"Does it work in this time?"

"Yah it does…now quit stalling! You have to go. They could be looking for us this very second."

"Yeah…. Tonks and Moody said they'd drop by…"

"Okay…" she grumbled and took the timeturner from Hermione. They hugged her as she pulled the chain over her neck.

"I never thought I would say this, but try and listen in on as many Order meetings as you can." Hermione grinned.

"I'll try my best." Ginny said, wearing her trademark smirk.

"Does that mean that she has to turn it a hundred thousand times?" Ron asked, looking confused.

"No…in long intervals like this she just has to turn the number of years. Just change it with this lever." She pointed to a tiny button on the side of the timeturner.

"Wow… it's really noticeable…" Ron said, sarcastically.

"That's one thing I won't miss Ron, your sarcasm… oh and your tiny little brain" she said, bringing two fingers close together to emphasize 'little'"

"Why you –"

But she was already gone.

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"Harry!"

"What?"

"He's leaving!"

Remus walked out of the room and locked it. He proceeded to lock all the other ones.

"He's leaving… we have to go!"

They ran out the Department of Mysteries quickly, footsteps echoing loudly behind them.

"Hermione! Spell! Say a spell! Make us invisible!" Ron panted, out of breath.

Her eyes widened at her stupidity, and she muttered an incantation. They suddenly went invisible, just as Remus Lupin came into sight.

Well that was close, Harry thought as they followed Remus out the back exit.

"Hermione, we have to stay far from him…"

"Why?"

"He'll smell us. His sense of smell is very good because of his condition."

"Okay…"

They walked farther away from him, but they could still see him. Suddenly, he apparated from the dark alley.

"Shit… that was unexpected. We have to follow his apparition traces….Ready?"

They apparated away with a pop.

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"Where are we?" Hermione whispered when they appeared outside a homey looking house. It was big, but not too big. They were in a muggle village. It was bustling with early morning activity. People were talking on cell phones, on their way to work. People were buying vegetables in the market. It was quite full, and a big change from the eerie silence in the Department of Mysteries. Apparently, Remus had the same thoughts as he grinned and looked around, fascinated with the muggle contraptions.

He rang the doorbell. There was a shout of: "THE DOORS OPEN! COME ON IN!" Obeying the voice, he stepped into the house. Hermione rushed forward and stood about 2 inches away from Lupin's back.

"Hermione! What are you doing he'll smell you!" Ron whispered as he tried pulling her away.

"Or hear YOU!"

As if on cue, Remus turned around and surveyed the area carefully. After seeing nothing, he turned back and opened the door, sniffling a little.

"He has a cold! Come on!"

They ran forward and slipped in just as the doors were closing.

"This is too much adventure for me…."Ron panted, speaking again when Remus went to another part of the house.

"Ron, Hermione…"

"What Harry?" Hermione asked, catching her breath.

"This is the place…"

"What place?"

He held up the picture with the unknown location, and true enough it had the same….everything. The same homey style. The same wooden appearance. The same kind of rugs. There was really no denying that this was the same place.

"Well that was quick…" Ron commented lightly. "I guess we are making progress…"

Just then, Remus came into the front hall, but this time he was accompanied by a man.

He looks familiar, Harry thought as he saw the messy jet black hair on his head. That hair. Then the man turned around and they could see his face. THAT FACE.

That's my face….

Then as karma will have it, he tripped over on the rug and a loud THUMP echoed throughout the rather large house.

"What the bloody hell was that?" James Potter asked his friend.

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Hahahaha evil cliff- hanger……

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Next Chapter:

More on the Past People and the trio's reaction to seeing BABY HARRY!

Visit to Hogwarts! (Maybe)

Ginny's in trouble….

Voldemort is still plotting…..