Oh my God!
Holy shit!
Dear Merlin!
Sweet Hades
Following that was a string of curses that should remain secret and only be heard as an annoying BEEP!
I knew that Dumbledore would know eventually, but I'd thought that he wouldn't at least until I went to London.
Damn!
Should I floo him?
"From who was that mum?" Lizz asked. "
"Huh?...what?" I said dumbly.
"From who was that owl, Jamie?" Grace asked more directly. Ah...the ever so great reporter
I looked at Grace and tried to measure her. She is a reporter at heart, but...can I tell her that I am in fact Ginny Weasley? I decided that I could. She had become my best friend now.
"Grace..." I began. She quirked an eyebrow. And once again I told someone my story. She looked shocked at first, her best friend turning out to be Ginny Weasley, presumed dead.
"So...you're in fact Ginny Weasley?" I nodded.
Then I continued to tell her that the owl was from Dumbledore, asking me to meet him.
"Should I do it?" I asked her advice. She looked thoughtful.
"Well...I'd understand if you don't want to see him right now, but he could help you..." She replied. She was right of course. Though I did feel reluctant. Deciding that it was for the best I grabbed some floopowder.
"Grace...watch Lizz for me" and I flooed...to Dumbledore.
-Dumbledore's P.O.V.-
The fire in my fireplace turned green and I clenched my heart. Could it be that she had not died?
A petite woman came out. Her hair was blood red, flowing in waves just past her shoulders. Her eyes were a warm brown colour with specks of gold in them. She was positively radiant. A classic beauty.
She looked around and finally her eyes rested upon mine. Over my half moon spectacles I saw her stiffen.
After a full minute of silence, I spoke up.
"Some tea and maybe a lemon drop?" I asked her
Her eyes relaxed a bit.
"Ah…even with your hair a bit more white, I see that you are still the same"
-Ginny's P.O.V.-
I saw Dumbledore. I could not help, but to feel a little resentment. How could those Death Eaters have gone through the wards? Was it not him who said that we would be safe. As I saw the man offer me a Lemon drop I knew that he had not changed a lot.
"Ah...even with your hair a bit more white, I see that you are still the same"
"Am I then right to assume that you are Ginevra Jamie Weasley, presumed dead three months ago?"
Well...maybe he has lost a bit of his tact
I'd better give the man the truth. It is what I came here for after all.
"Correct" Dumbledore stood up and advanced towards me. He hugged me!
And maybe he's gone bonkers a bit in those three months
"Ahum...headmaster...I'm glad to see you too, but this isn't necessary"
Dumbledore pulled back and asked me where I had been all this time. I told him that I woke up in America, lived there now and found a job. I also told him that I had adopted Lizz.
"She's still a bit shy around new people and everything" As I explained the man what Lizz had gone through.
He nodded, acknowledging that he had heard me.
"And you are still looking for an apartment?" I nodded. His eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands together.
"Wonderful! As I recall, you were quite the talented witch in potions! And it so happens that Professor Snape is looking for an second apprentice to become a Potions Mistress or Master"
I was shocked. He wanted me to...?
"You want me to...?
"To become the apprentice, Miss Weasley"
I began thinking about it. I was still in school when Tom attacked so I hadn't finished my seventh year. It was maybe my only chance to have a decent job here in London...and I would be at Hogwarts...close to Lizz!
"I'll do it" I said determined. Dumbledore nodded his head. He then said nothing for a while. I remained silent.
"Excuse me Miss Weasley, but there is something that I have to tell you"
"What is it?" What could he want to tell me if he only knows that I am alive for about ten minutes?
He stood p and walked to his bookcase. I followed him. He withdrew his wand and muttered an incantation. The bookcase transformed into a door. He then pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and gave it to me. I read it.
The order of the Phoenix
Hogwarts Castle
Headmaster's Office
Behind Bookcase
by Albus Dumbledore
Following those letters was a bright flash. I looked up and the door before me was open. Dumbledore went first and I (once again) followed. We were in a long corridor, giving me the creeps. The air was cold and I wondered where we were going. We turned a couple of times. I'm sure that at that point I couldn't have found my way back even if my life depended on it.
"Where are we going?" I asked him, getting annoyed at his lack of speech.
Silence.
He ignored me! Damn headmaster...
(Finally!) We came to another door. He rang the doorbell a couple of times. First I heared nothing, but soon the sound of someone walking was heard. Then the sound of some unlocking spell. The door opened and I'm telling you this.
Oh my God!
Holy shit!
Dear Merlin!
Sweet Hades
GheGhe...wanna know what's behind the door? Review!