A/N: Thank you for reviews. Really interesting theories of how Emily ended up with the Weasleys. Anyway, here's the next chap, sorry it's a bit shortish. There will probably be one or two chaps of PART 2 still and then we get to the final part. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter

Arthur Weasley tensed hardly noticeably as he heard the words come out of his old friend's mouth. Carefully masking his face blank he said:

"Emily Potter? I'm not familiar with the name. Was she related to the Potters?"

Marcus smiled without any mirth at the skill his old friend still had when it came to lying. Had he not know Arthur for as long as he had he would not have detected the lie, there was a reason after all, why he had been considered a natural.

"No?" He asked raising a sceptical eyebrow at his friend.

"How about Ginerva Weasley?"

Arthur forced himself to stay calm at the mention of his daughter.

"What does my daughter have to do with all this?"

Marcus gave him a look and took a paper from a drawer of his desk, handing it to Arthur.

"Here is the birth certificate as well as the death certificate of Ginerva Molly Weasley, born dead to Arthur and Molly Weasley on August 11th 1981. This is why you left wasn't it Arthur?"

Arthur said nothing.

"I'm sorry for what happened to Ginerva, but this does not explain how your daughter apparently is alive after all. Unless, of course, she's not really your daughter at all."

"Don't you ever say that again, Marcus!" Arthur spat angrily and glared at him. "Ginny is my daughter!"

"I have no doubt that you have raised her like your own, Arthur, but I think we both know she is a Potter." Marcus said calmly.

"What if she was? The Potters are dead; she has no one left, Marcus. The only thing that identifying her as a Potter will do is put her in danger. She's only a child; she will be eaten alive if it is revealed that she is the sister of the Saviour."

"I understand your point, but what of her brother?"

"Harry disappeared when his parents died you know that Marcus, he could be as good as dead for all we know."

"And you don't think she has the right to know?" A voice, which was not Marcus', asked and Arthur turned to see a young boy with a messy black hair and the greenest eyes he had ever seen, standing in the doorway along with a smaller girl with a long red hair beside him.

Arthur's eyes widened at the sight.

"Ginny." He breathed.

"Hi dad." The girl said, her voice reserved.

Arthur turned to Marcus and glared at him.

"What are you playing at?" He hissed trying to keep his reactions in check as his daughter was present. What the hell was Marcus playing at? He knew that Arthur had taken drastic measures to keep his private life and the DoM at separate, lying to his family not the least of it, and here he was bringing his eleven-year-old daughter to the most secret part of the Ministry.

Marcus ignored him and waved the teens inside.

"Arthur, this is my adopted son Sky and of course you know Emily."

"Her name is Ginny!"

"Were you ever going to tell me dad?" Ginny asked looking at her father with hard eyes.

Arthur opened his mouth, but closed it again, looking at loss of words.

"Why don't you just start at the beginning?" Marcus suggested.

Arthur looked at his daughter, who stared at him expectantly, before sighing.

"Very well." He said. "I just want you to know that everything I did was to keep you safe." He told Emily, who kept her expression blank. And then he began:

Flashback

Ghost looked around the house seeing the lifeless bodies of the McKinnon family and hung his head. They had been good people. All part of the Order of the Phoenix, willing to risk their lives to protect those closest to them and fight for the Light. Ghost had personally known the family and felt a great sorrow for losing them. The McKinnon family was to be missed.

Suddenly he heard a muffled sound coming from the nearby closet.

Taking out his wand he moved closer and quickly pulled the door open and pointed his wand inside. The sight inside the closet shocked him to the core. He saw the mutilated body of Marlene McKinnon lying on the floor in an awkward position, but her hands were clutching a small bundle.

Quickly moving to her Ghost kneeled down beside her and checked her pulse. At his touch, however, her eyes flew open and she looked straight at him. Ghost quickly took down his hood so that she would recognize him.

"Marlene." He whispered.

"Art-hur." She gasped.

"Marlene, I'm going to get you help. You'll be okay."

"N-No." She managed to say before coughing.

"It's gonna be okay."

"N-No Art-hur. E-Emily P-Pot-ter. Ta'e care of h'r, p-ease." She gasped before her eyes rolled on her head and she knew no more.

Arthur bowed his head and squeezed his eyes shut. Damn Voldemort! If he ever came across that monster he'd take him down no matter what it took.

A quiet cry drew Arthur back from his revengeful planning and he laid his eyes on the bundle still tightly in Marlene's arms. Gently easing it away from Marlene's hold he took the bundle in his arms and saw hazel eyes staring curiously at him.

It was a small, a few-months-old baby with a dark red hair.

Arthur felt a pang of pain in his chest as he looked at the small baby. It had been less than three months since he himself had lost his child. His little Ginny, his only daughter had died at childbirth. Molly was still very depressed and it didn't help that she had six other children to take care of while Arthur worked.

Emily Potter, Marlene had said.

The Potters were part of the Order and Arthur himself had been very close friends with Charlus Potter having worked with him for years before his death. And now it seemed he was holding Charlus' granddaughter.

Arthur hadn't been aware that the Potters had had a daughter. They hadn't attended the Order meetings in nearly a year and if the rumors were to be believed they were hiding in a safe house, because Voldemort was targeting them for some reason. Arthur only knew it had something to do with their son, Harry. In light of the rumors it was no wonder they hadn't told anyone about the birth of their second child.

However the question remained, why did Marlene have the little Potter? Had something happened to the Potters? Surely Arthur would have heard about that? Nevertheless she had asked him to take care of her. But for how long?

Deciding it was best to take the baby girl with him and make sure she was taken care of before making ultimate decisions Arthur apparated back to the Burrow. Molly was keeping busy at the kitchen while Arthur heard his children playing at the backyard.

"Arthur! What are you doing home this early?" Molly exclaimed her face paling. "Did something happen?"

"The McKinnons were killed." Arthur said.

"Oh my goodness!" Molly exclaimed a hand in her mouth. "But what do you have there, Arthur?" She asked seeing the bundle he was holding.

"Here." Arthur said and handed the baby to her.

Molly took her and gasped as he saw the baby who looked so much like her Ginny.

"Arthur!"

"I found her in the McKinnon's house. Marlene was holding her and in her last breath asked me to take care of her."

"You mean…" Molly trailed off looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Arthur nodded. "I will try to find out if someone is missing her but if not… she will need a home and a family to take care of her…"

"Oh, Arthur!" Molly cried and hugged him.

"Our little Ginerva." She cooed.

End of Flashback

"A few days later I heard the Potters were dead and you became Ginerva Weasley, our daughter."

"Were you ever going to tell me Dad?" She asked again.

"Yes." Arthur said. "On your seventeenth birthday I was going to sit you down and tell you everything I knew of your origin."

Arthur held his breath hoping for some kind of reaction from his daughter but the small girl kept her face blank – it was unnerving. What had happened to the little girl he had sent off to Hogwarts just a few months ago? That girl had been happy and excited, her heart worn on her sleeve, but now his little Ginny was someone else entirely. She kept her emotions away not revealing anything, much like the boy next to her. Arthur had a fairly good idea of the boy's true identity with all the secrecy Marcus had insisted upon and all the clues they had left him. Still, right now he didn't care who he was, he wanted to know what had happened to his daughter.

"What happened, Ginny?" He pleaded and winced as his daughter who looked at the boy next to him for support. Sky exchanged a look with Marcus before squeezing Ginny's hand supportively.

"It's up to you." He said and Ginny sighed starting to speak.

Arthur listened with a growing horror as his only daughter recited what had happened to her during the school year, telling him everything from the loneliness she had felt to the diary, what she had been forced to do and finally what happened in Chamber, though at this point the boy, Sky took over the story as Ginny had been unconscious through most of it.

By the end of it his daughter was crying, her new mask crumbled and Arthur pulled her into his arms, not caring about his surroundings or the clothes he was wearing, which usually transformed him from the lowly Ministry official, the husband and a father of seven to a battle-hardened Unspeakable.

"Didn't I tell you not to trust anything that can think for itself if you can't see where it keeps its brain?" He said gently stroking her hair.

"I'm sorry Daddy." Ginny sniffed.

"It's okay Ginny, it wasn't your fault." He hushed.

"We will give you a moment." Marcus said.

"How are you feeling, Sky?" Marcus asked Sky as they excited the room.

"Overwhelmed to be honest." Sky said. "There are so many memories. But I… I feel kinda complete, if that makes sense."

Marcus nodded.

"Emily was a missing piece from your life, one that you were literary connected to. Now the bond is in peace and your memory is back."

"Yeah." Sky agreed before his face fell.

"Sky?" Marcus asked concerned taking hold of his shoulder.

"It's just, I keep seeing Dora lying on the floor. She was so cold and motionless… For a moment I thought…" Sky's voice cracked and Marcus pulled him into a hug. "She had been avoiding me since our last visit home and I confronted her. She was angry with me for keeping so many secrets and lying to her. She… She said she was going to leave me." Sky said tears running from his eyes. "I can't lose her again Dad. I need her with me."

"Sshh. She's not going anywhere Sky. When she wakes up we will offer her a place and you can tell her everything. She has more than proven herself; she will make a good agent."

"She told me she loved me." Sky said quietly. "But she thought I was interested in Ginny."

Marcus chuckled.

"Well, now you can clear that up as well when she wakes up and tell her how you really feel." He said.

"What if I don't know… what I feel for her?" Sky said looking at him. "How do you I know if what I feel for her is love?"

Marcus hid a smile at the question. For all how grown up his son acted in some matters he was still so young.

"Think about what you do feel for her."

Sky was silent for a moment and Marcus smiled as he saw the telltale look appear on his face like it always did when he thought of Dora. In the past it had included a hint of sadness and sorrow as Sky had thought her to be dead, but still it remained the same through all those years – a look of someone in love. Marcus knew it well having worn it himself when his wife had been alive and probably still did when he thought of her. Now he only had to wait for Sky to realize it himself.

"I think I love her, Dad." Sky said finally.

"I know you do son." Marcus chuckled. "I think you always have."

"What do you mean?"

"She was the only person you asked for when I saved you from the shack. And it was her death that made your magic go crazy. If there is such a thing as soulmates, I'd say you and Dora are one." Marcus smiled thinking of all the times he had seen the two interact – they were like two halves of a one.

"Oh." Sky said thoughtfully before smiling. "Maybe we are."

"Hey." Sky said as he sat down next to his sister on the balcony of Lux Manerium.

"Hey." She answered.

"You okay?" He asked and received a shrug as an answer. "How were thing with your dad?"

Emily looked up at him clearly surprised and Sky could guess the reason.

"He is still your dad even if you're not related by blood. He did raise you, didn't he?" He said with a gentle smile knowing his sister would be very confused about how she should feel about her family, both biological and adoptive. Sky had after all gone through all of that himself with all of his families.

"Yeah, but he lied to me! They all did and I can remember my real dad and mum too." Emily said.

"I can remember them too." Sky said quietly. "They loved both of us very much, but they're gone Em. They will always be our parents, but it doesn't mean we don't have other family too. Fox and Blake and Dora were my family when I was little. I didn't know any better back then and when I found out about our parents I was angry and resented them for leaving me. I went through the same confusion you are feeling right now first with them and later with Marcus and Sirius and Remus. I didn't know how to feel about any of them. Marcus was like a father to me but he wasn't my dad who told me stories about marauders during bedtime or died to save me.

"It took me a long time to realize that I didn't have to differentiate them like that. They could all be my family, I could regard Marcus as my dad and James would still remain my father as well. As long as you love them and they love you it doesn't really matter at all. You have our parents and you have the Weasley family. Finding out that you were born with a different name doesn't really change anything. Now you only have seven brothers instead of six and maybe a few uncles too.

"And I know you're angry now that they didn't tell you, but like Arthur said, it was to protect you. Being a Potter makes you instantly a target and that's not something either of us needs."

Emily looked at him for a moment before sighing with a nod.

"Dad said none of my brothers know that I'm not really their sister."

"You are still their sister Em, just not biologically related."

"You know what I meant." Emily rolled her eyes.

"Just making sure." Sky grinned before sobering. "Do you want them to know?"

"I don't know." Emily said. "What if they start resenting me, you know, for not being the real Ginny Weasley?"

"From what I know of them, I highly doubt that, but if they can't accept you then they don't deserve you. And they will get to answer to me."

"Thanks Harry." Emily smiled and hugged him.

"Anytime sis."

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please review and tell me what you think. I'm curious to know what do you guys think of my version of Arthur Weasley?

- Dalnim