Disclaimer: The characters are not mine, but the plot is.

Chapter 1:

3 years later…

"Hey Sam!" Ginny said as she walked into the diner. "Sorry I'm late, but your brother forgot he was supposed to pick me up. Some leggy blond distracted him." Ginny slid behind the counter putting on her apron and getting a pen and pad so she could start her day.

"No problem Gin," Sam replied to the younger girl. She watched her go up to a table and take the order laughing off the guy who had obviously used a cheesy pick up line on her. I wonder why she doesn't have a boyfriend yet. I know Jake has been trying since she got here, but she keeps saying that she isn't ready. Sam decided not to worry about that now. The girl was healthy, which was more than she could say when Ginny first showed up. There was obviously something extremely wrong with her, and even though Ginny was healing, Sam could tell that there was a missing piece.

"Okay Sam, I need four burger, three fries, one onion ring, and a strawberry shake," Ginny smiled as she gave her order to be sent back to the cook. She took a minute to sit at a stool and sip a soda. The door chimed open and when she turned around to see who entered it took all her will power to get her jaw off the ground.

Both men were tall and muscular and no older than 21. The first had shaggy black hair that flopped every which way over his head. Ginny tried to see if there was a scar under the hair on the forehead, but it was long enough to hide anything incriminating. The second man had silver blond hair and piercing grey eyes. He did not walk, he sauntered. Ginny spun around. It's not them. They would never come here. I'm in fucking New Hampshire, they wouldn't be here. Even as her mind was thinking Ginny was twirling her dyed black hair around her fingers thanking her stars she continued to dye it.

"Damn, muggle establishment. Why did we come here again? Ugh, seat yourself, its not enough high class enough to have someone seat us," one of the men snarled in disgust. Ginny stiffened even more. They were wizards, there was no doubt in her mind about that. But why would they be here? Any even more so, if it was really who she thought, why were they together?

"We are working remember! We have to keep somewhat of a low profile," the second man hissed to the first. Ginny heard footsteps and saw them in her peripheral vision walking to the corner table. Ginny sat in chair for another minute without moving.

"Gin, you have costumers," Sam whispered in Ginny's ear as she walked passed with a tray of food. Ginny snapped up and nodded. She slowly walked over to the corner table, dreading it more and more with every step. When she finally arrived she took one deep breath and prayed that they wouldn't recognize her.

"Hey there boys, what can I get for you?" The two looked up at her. The dark haired boy looked at her for a moment before starting to speak.

"Uh, yeah, I'll have a Philly Cheese-steak and a coke. Hey, what do you want?" The blond haired boy was still examining her. Ginny knew that he was trying to place her; she just wanted to get away before he could.

"I'll have grilled cheese. And a butter… and umm… coke," the blond finally looked down at his menu again.

"Alright that'll be right up!" Ginny walked away with a sigh of relief. Then she heard their conversation.

"Harry, I just don't know where to look for her anymore. I searched all of England, and now I'm here in gross low class muggle America. I want to tell her, but I just…"

"Hey, don't get all weird on me Draco. I know you miss her. We all do. And I need to find her for different reasons, you know that. But we have to get home soon. I promised Hermione this would be my last trip out with you to go looking until after the baby. She needs me there, and I promised Ron…. Well, you know."

Ginny stopped. Why did Harry have to go to Hermione? When she had left it had been after her and Ron's wedding. Why was he promising… "Oh no… no no…" Ginny whispered out loud. This meant... Ginny began to cry but forced herself to be silent so she could listen to the rest of the conversation.

"I know mate. I know. It's been hard for us all. They were great allies to lose," Draco continued.

Since when did Draco Malfoy consider my family allies? Ginny thought. He hated everyone before… wait…. They?

"But we can't dwell on it. You know that's why I have to find her. To tell her all that's happened. About those that are lost. To tell her what I couldn't before…" Draco's head fell and Ginny could tell from the silence that it was the end of it. Before her mind could tell her otherwise Ginny stood and walked back over to the table.

"Tell me what?" Both Harry and Draco looked up at her and all of a sudden it clicked with Draco. After a moment of searching her eyes Harry soon saw it too. "Please, tell me what?"

"Ginny, where have you been? Why did you leave? Why didn't you write? Everyone is worried, why are you here?" Harry started firing off questions. Draco still just sat in shock. Here she was, after three years of searching.

"No, please, first, tell me what?"

"Gin, its hard to say. But Ron, and Bill and Fleur, and Percy… after you disappeared, they were killed. Voldemort murdered them. He is gone now, but I wasn't fast enough to save them. Ron gave his life for me…" Harry was still talking but Ginny had gone numb. They were gone, never coming back. They would never see her again. She could never tell them why she had to leave. They would think her a cowered for all eternity. Ginny felt the world start to shift around her, everything was falling, and then it went black the last thing she saw was a concerned Draco looking at her.

At the Burrow

Mrs. Wesley sat in the dark living room, at the clock that now had many missing hands due to the war. As she sat, the hand of Ginny started to move. She sat up straight confused; the hand had been still on a blank spot for the past three years. Now it moved, and it stopped at the one of 'Safe'. Mrs. Wesley screamed in joy.