Disclamier- I own none of JK's characters. I wish they were mine. I do, however, own all other characters that are not in HP.

Author's Note- Another handful of reviews. Thank you so much to my wonderful reviewers, I love you all soo much. Here are my personal thank yous:

harrysangel0000- Thank you for your wonderful review. You will just have to keep reading to see what happens between Ginny, Harry and Clay

meah- I'm a sucker for Harry/Ginny too. I absolutly cried when they got together in the book and when Harry broke it off. Anyways, your comment about Ron hating Harry, in the coming chapters, its not that he HATES Harry its that he's really upset for him leaving them. But you will also see later how Ron doesn't like the fact that Harry can waltz back into their lives with being gone for so long. But it is possible to see Ron angry at Harry, I mean look at "Goblet of Fire".

Bandolera- Yeah I hate Clay with everything I have and Ron's just being an ass. lol. Harry and Ginny will not meet in the next chapter and Elizabeth will go to Hogwarts. Elizabeth will end up meeting Harry before Ginny doesn't but she won't know its him and you'll see why.

PanPan- lol don't worry I will continue with the story. It is far from being over! I hope this is a good enough update for you.

saphyadragonstar- lol thank you so much.

Puzzled Air Element- Yeah, he is a really big Bastard, with a capital B! lol. I'm glad you enjoyed chapter two, hope you enjoyed this one just as much.

Awakening from the Past

Chapter Three

He quickly drained the bottle of firewhiskey he held in his hand. What a night! He couldn't even remember how he got home or better yet, why he had been drinking in the first place. All he remembered was looking at the Daily Prophet, seeing...Ginny. Yes. That's how this happened. He had seen Ginny on the front page of the print with her daughter and her husband and he lost it. He couldn't deal seeing her with another man. So he ... gathered some of his muggle friends, then he and the blokes went out to a club. That's all he could really remember. He touched his hand to the back of his head. He must have hit his head at some point last night, judging by the ever growing bump on the back of his head. Thats the last time I get hammered with Angus, Nick, Jack and Issac. He thought to himself.

The doorbell rang and Harry staggered to get it. He pulled open the door and was greeted by the postwoman.

'Hello.' He said.

'Here you are, Sir.' She said, smiling, and handed him his mail. She quickly walked away and muttered something that sounded like "No one ever hear of a tooth brush anymore." Harry didn't care what she said though. He lived in muggle London, where no one knew him as Harry Potter, so why should he care?

As he gently closed the door, he flipped through the mail. Nothing interesting, until he reached the last letter. He recognized the handwriting immediatly. It was a letter from Hogwarts.

Mr H J Potter aka Mr Noah Weasnger

712 Dragoon St.

London, England

Dear Mr Potter or Mr Weasnger (which ever you prefer these days),

I am pleased to inform you that your application has be accepted and the staff at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is more than happy to welcome you to the teacher staff as our new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor...


Ginny woke peacefully from her sleep. It was, in all honesty, the best sleep she had had in over a year. Yesturday when she got home from visiting Harry's grave, her and Lavender had quite a talk. When they finished their conversation around 9:30 that evening, Ginny felt too emotionally unstable to go home, so Lavender and Blaise offered, no, insisted she and Elizabeth stay the night. It was quite nice not being forced into sex for once as soon as she rested her head against the pillow. She was actually quite use to refusing Clay's advances, she found herself saying, out of habbit, "No" or "Not tonight". Blaise found it quite funny when he came down in the middle of the night for a glass of milk and heared Ginny from the guest bedroom but Ginny just simply scoffed at him and turned her back towards him, acting as if she was heading to sleep.

'Ginny? Are you awake in there? We're making bacon and pancakes for breakfast.' She heard Lavender call.

Ginny wasn't really sure if she wanted to get up. She was so comfy where she was at the moment, but as soon as the smell of bacon and pancakes came floating into her room, she couldn't deny her stomach's hunger.

'There's the sleeping beauty.' Blaise said, as Ginny stepped into the kitchen. She saw that her daughter was already up and helping herself, quite maddly, to the food on the table.

'Izzy Bee, save some for other people.' Ginny said, sitting down at the table.

'Oh it's quite alright, Gin. We have pently to go around.' Lavender replied from the stove, 'So tuck in.'

Ginny couldn't remember the last time she had breakfast made for her. Clay had done it once after the first night they had sex together, but other than that, she always did everything for him. Harry had never made her breakfast in bed either, but then again, he never really had the chance to be with her like that. She shook her head. She really needed to stop thinking about Harry so much. Yes, she was still very much in love with him, but he was, no matter how much she hated to think about it, gone. Gone forever and never coming back no matter how much she wished for it.

'Sickle for your thoughts, love.' Blaise said.

Ginny turned her gaze over towards him, 'I was just thinking about how wonderful it is not having to cook breakfast for once.'

'I'll bet. I would die if I was constantly making Blaise's meals.' Lavender replied, joining them at the kitchen table, 'Or cleaning up after him.'

'Yes. Clay never cleans up. He says, "You made the mess, you might as well clean it up." It's riddiculus when you think about it.'

'Of course it is. I once heard this quote that says, "A woman slaves all day over a hot stove, the least a man can do is the dishes." Love it. Blasie most deffinately follows through with it. ' Lavender said, smiling, proud of herself.

'Yes, but then what kind of gentlemen would I be if I allowed you to always cook and clean by yourself.' Blaise said, raising Lavender's hand to his mouth and placing the most gentle kiss upon it.

'Mum, is Uncle Bernardo still going with us shopping to buy my school stuff?' Elizabeth asked.

'Oh did you get into Hogwarts?' Lavender asked. Elizabeth nodded, 'Oh thats wonderful sweetie, congratulations.'

'Yes, I believe your Uncle is coming with us, along with your cousin Jordi.' Ginny replied.

Elizabeth huffed, 'Sweetface I know you don't like your cousin very much but you two need to get along. You'll be at school with each other for the rest of the year.'

'That won't stop me from still hating him.' Elizabeth mummbled.

'What time is it, actually?' Ginny asked, finishing the food that she had placed on her plate.

'12:30.' Blaise replied, looking at the clock over the stove.

'We need to get going. Your Uncle is suppost to meet us in 15 mintues. Thank you again for everything Lav.' Ginny said, kissing her friend's cheek.

'Anytime, Gin. We're both here for you whenever you need us.' Lavender replied.


'When you told me 12:45 in front of Flourish and Blotts, I thought you actually meant 12:45 not 1:30.' Bernardo Devereaux, Clay's older brother, announced as Ginny and Elizabeth made their way towards him and his son, Jordi.

'I'm so sorry. I was saying at a friend's house and-' Ginny tried to explain.

'Ginny, I was only kidding. There's no need to explain. I figured you wouldn't be spending the night at my brother's after what happened.' he replied, kissing his sister-in-law's cheek.

'How-Who told you what happened?'

'Him. Although with the story he told me, I can obviously tell it was his fault through and through.' Bernardo said smiling. Ginny smiled as well. Bernardo was Clay's only sibling Ginny actually got along with. Clay's older sister, Jenna, thought Ginny was just a gold digger and his younger sister, Alexandra accused Ginny of constantly whoring around behind Clay's back. Oh and Clay's younger brother, David, always hit on her and tried to feel her up. Not something she wanted from a 18 year old. Bernardo was the only one who warmed up to her and treated her like his own sister. He also knew his brother's ways with her and knew that a hundred percent of the time, Clay started the fights.

'Uncle 'Nardo!' Elizabeth said, hugging her uncle.

'Ah my little Izzy. You're getting so big!' Bernardo said, kissing her forehead.

'Everyone says that.' Elizabeth said, then turned her attention to her "cousin". 'Hello Jordi.' She said, smoothly.

'Whatever.' Jordi replied. Bernardo elbowed him in the arm. Jordi huffed and muttered a quiet 'hello'.

'Well shall we get started, then.' Bernardo said, as the made their way into Flourish and Blotts, 'Alright, here's your book list Jordi. Hop to it!'

'Here's yours, sweetface. Come get me if you need my help.' Ginny said, kissing her daughter's cheek.

'Boy, Elizabeth sure is growing up.' Bernardo said, as they made their way throughout the store.

'I know. She's not my little girl anymore.' Ginny replied, saddened by the very though of her little girl growing up into a young lady.

'How was yesturday? I remember Clay telling me that you were going to go visit, oh what did he say, "That no good knick's grave site".'

Honestly, her husband could be so inconsiderate sometimes. 'It was hard, like always. Sometimes its harder than others and I think it was like that this year. Just because Izzy is going off to Hogwarts, and Harry won't be here.' She sighed, 'To see it all happen.'

'Yeah. I know how you feel. It was hard for Jordi last year to go off for his first year of school without his mother being there. Now I know its not the same because Jordi's mum is still alive but...'

'I know. Thanks for agreeing to shop with me today 'Nardo. I mean, I know its hard to here this about your own brother, but he really is no help and after what happened the other day, I just really fear for mine and Izzy's life, you know.'

Bernardo smiled and pulled his sister-in-law into a powerful hug, 'I know. I hate my brother for everything he's put you through. He may be my brother but no one deserves to be put through what you and Elizabeth have gone through. If you ever need some place to get away from my brother for sometime, I'm here for you, no matter what.'

'Thank you 'Nardo. I apperciate it.'


'I don't know why your mum has to send you to Hogwarts. Hogwarts is for smart people!' Jordi said, as he reached to grab one of his books.

'What are you doing at Hogwarts then?' Elizabeth asked, smirking. Ha!

'Oh that one hurt bad!' Jordi mocked, holding his heart, 'You really need to work on your mocks. You're so pathetic, no wonder you are Harry Potter's scum of a daughter.'

'My father was not pathetic and nor am I! And I am not scum either!' Elizabeth snapped. She may have not known her father, but she heard enough stories to know her father was a good person.

'Oh yeah, well my Aunt Jenna was telling me that if it weren't for Harry Potter her boyfriend at the time wouldn't be dead! And at this moment, she would be married to him! Your father killed my suppost to be uncle. Your father was a murderer!'

'No! No he wasn't! He saved people! He stopped the war! He killed He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named!'

'No, your father started the war! If he had just died when he was suppost to, none of this would have happened.' Jordi said, pushing Elizabeth by the chest. 'No one would have had to die! Its. All. Your. Father's. FAULT!' He said, pushing her closer and closer towards the balcony that looked over the store.

'Your mother and you don't belong in this family. You shouldn't even be here. You were a mistake.'

'You're wrong!'

'No, you're wrong. And you deserve to head to hell and greet your father!' Jordi said, pushing her hard enough over the balcony to send her flying in the air and decened to the store and people below.

She screamed loud and clear. Loud enough, she hoped, that her mother would see her and save her.


Ginny and Bernardo turned around when they heard the scream.

'ELIZABETH!' Ginny screamed, rushing towards her daughter while pulling out her wand. Bernardo, having mastered the art of wandless magic due to his status as an Auror, managed to save her first. With the flick of his hand, Elizabeth's falling form was encased in a bubble like shield.

'Oh Elizabeth.' Ginny said, when she reached her daughter. The shield around Elizabeth broke when her feet where planted on the ground. 'Izzy Bee, are you alright? What happened?' Ginny asked, hugging her daughter tightly.

'I'm alright Mum. Honestly.' Elizabeth replied.

'What happened? How did you manage to fall?' Bernardo asked, after rushing over to her and kneeling down next to Ginny and Elizabeth.

Elizabeth looked up to see that Jordi was hiding the best he could up on the balcony, but he was able to give her a look that said "If you tell, I'll make sure you pay, big time!".

'I...I uh...I was leaning forward to far on the balcony and I fell.' Elizabeth said. Not her best lie but hopefully good enough.

Bernardo raised an eyebrow at her, 'Are you sure?'

'Yes, quite.' She replied. Bernardo gave Ginny a look of disbelief but let it go, 'Alright if you're sure.'

'Come, let's find the rest of your books and head home.'

'At least you won't have to worry about Clay being there. He left for his Quidditch tournament this morning.' Bernardo said, climbing the stairs of the store to go find his son.

'Thank god.' Elizabeth replied.


Their dinner that night was peaceful for once. No fights had been started from the moment they got home. Nothing had been thrown at anyone. It was just...quiet. Elizabeth was more quiet than usual, however. She couldn't get the awful words Jordi had said about her dad out of her head:

'Oh yeah, well my Aunt Jenna was telling me that if it weren't for Harry Potter her boyfriend at the time wouldn't be dead! And at this moment, she would be married to him! Your father killed my suppost to be uncle. Your father was a murderer!'

'Your father started the war! If he had just died when he was suppost to, none of this would have happened.' Jordi said, pushing Elizabeth by the chest. 'No one would have had to die! Its. All. Your. Father's. FAULT!'

'You deserve to head to hell and greet your father!'

Elizabeth couldn't believe how he could speak such ill-mannered words against her own father. No, she had never met the man in her entire life, but there was no way someone could be such a bad person the way Jordi was making him sound like.

'Sweetface, you haven't touched any of your dinner.' Ginny said, looking over at her daughter, 'What's wrong hunny?'

'Nothing.' She replied.

'Izzy, I know you're lying. Now please, tell me what's wrong. I can't help you if you won't tell me.'

'Maybe I don't want help.' Elizabeth whispered.

'Pardon me, hunny?'

'I said I don't want help.' Elizabeth snapped. Ginny started blankly at her, 'Elizabeth, listen to me. I don't know what has gotten you so upset today, but don't take it out on me. Is that clear?'

'Whatever.' She replied, standing up from the table and heading up the stairs to her room, slamming the door shut when got to her room.

Ginny sighed and placed her head in her hands. She knew only one thing at the moment, Elizabeth deffinately had her father's temper.


Harry settled himself into the room McGonagall put him in. He smiled slightly. Home sweet home. The students would be arriving tomorrow and his career as a Professor would begin. He had always wanted to a be a Professor at Hogwarts if his dream of being an Auror went down the drain. Well, it had, so here he was.

He had always pictured himself as a professor, however, with his wife by his side. Sharing his rooms with him instead of him being all by himself. He wanted Ginny here. He wanted her to be next to him when he fell asleep tonight. It was a nice thought, but thinking of an already married woman, no matter how much you are in love with them, was a crime on its own. These thoughts would only make him more depressed, and with depression, came drinking, and with drinking came overdosing.

Harry shook his head, one drink couldn't hurt him. Could it? Naw. One drink never hurt anyone. He unpacked the rest of his things and ordered a House Elf to bring him the biggest bottle of Firewhiskey they could find.

'To my miserable and depressing life as a Professor. And to my beautiful Ginny. May she have the best life offered to her. A life greater than anything I could have ever offered her.' He stated, then sucked back the burning alcohol.