George Weasley

Laken wasn't someone I had thought about in a long time, but she was someone I would never forget. She was the first girl I ever said I love you to. She was the first girl I ever had sex with. She had been so special to me back then, but she had just disappeared one day, and I never saw her again. It was like she vanished. But this couldn't be her, could it? It had to be her daughter or something. She still looked the same and I looked twenty years older. I was old enough to be her father now. I knew I had to get to the bottom of this, but I had the feeling she was ignoring me.

As I sat in the little cottage and thought about that time in my life. I had never been happier than I was back then. She was the love of my life and she had walked away like I meant nothing to her. She was the reason I was so afraid to put myself out there and to love again. Because I never could get her off my mind. I noticed the sun had gone down as I sat there and got lost in the past and I could hear music outside. I needed to find a distraction, no I needed to find her and get an explanation.

I got up and went into the living room to find Laken in the kitchen. She had her back to me and was getting something out of the fridge. She turned around and looked at me with that same look I remembered from more than twenty years ago. She was the last time I remembered being happy. She was before my life got turned upside down and before I lost the most important person in my world. This was the girl I had planned to spend the rest of my life with, but how was so still so young? Was she even the same person?

"Damn!" she said as she jumped. "You scared me."

She sat down the pitcher she had in her hand and put her hand over her heart. I closed the distance between us. I had to touch her. My palms were twitching to have her hand in mine. She didn't move as I touched her hand and felt that old familiar spark I felt when I touched her so many years ago. I put my hand on her cheek and she leaned into my touch like she used too.

I kissed her, and she kissed me back. It was just like it used to be as if my body knew hers and she knew just how to respond to me. We had experienced all of our firsts with each other. We knew every inch of each other's bodies intimately. As we kissed everything else faded away. I no longer heard the music outside or even cared what was going on outside this room. She was still al that mattered.

I deepened the kiss and picked her up to set her on the kitchen counter. She parted her legs and I stepped inside them never breaking the kiss. She was the first one to break the kiss and she looked away from me when she did. I put my hand on her chin and lifted her face, so I could look in her eyes. I remembered those kisses and she had to be the same person but how?

"It's really you? How?" I asked so confused.

"I was playing with a time turner a few years ago, and it took me to that time. I never meant to fall in love with you," she confessed. "So what's been over twenty years for you has only been a few years to me."

"Why did you leave?" I asked. I had to know. Had I done something wrong? She had been so happy the last time I saw her. We had planned to announce we were getting married at a family dinner and she never showed up. I searched for her for months and never found her. No one had seen her. I had found another girl who looked like her, but her name was Sarah and she was engaged to Blaise Zabini.

"I ran into my dad and panicked. I was suddenly so afraid I was going to alter time somehow. He thought I was my mother and I ran." She looked down again and I sighed. So it wasn't anything I had done wrong. It was all a mistake. She hadn't come back because she was afraid of altering things in the future. We had no way of knowing though what she had actually changed. What things may or may not have happened because she came back in time.

"Wait, you ran into your father?" I asked.

"Yeah, hello I'm Laken Zabini, daughter of Blaise Zabini," she revealed.

When we met she had told me her name was Laken. Later when I had asked she had given me a different last name and I had believed her. I stepped back from her. I had to put distance between us. Her dad was bad news and a known death eater. Which made her dangerous, more dangerous than just our age difference. I put my hand on the back of my head and blow out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Its still me. I'm still the same person I was back then," she said searching my eyes for what I was thinking.

"But I'm not," I said. "I've lived twenty-two years thinking the love of my life was gone forever. My life really went to shit after that moment in time."

I sighed and looked at her again. "That one moment was the first of many in a downward spiral that sent my world crashing down around me. If you had stayed I would have never done half the things I did because I would have had you by my side to comfort me. I would have never tried to find comfort in the bottom of a bottle. I would have never slept with Hermione in the first place."

"And we wouldn't be here today if I hadn't," Laken said after a long pause. She smiled, " and I still love you."

"Laken I'm no good for you," I said as I walked towards her. "You deserve someone your own age."

"But I love you and I always will," she said as she grabbed my shirt and pulled me closer closing the gap all the way.

"I love you too," I said as she buried her face in my neck.

A/N: Two updates in one day! Just to make up for not updating for so long. So now you know Hermione will not end up with George. He was not the winner in the poll. What do you think? Will it be sunshine and roses for George and Laken? What would have happened if Laken never went back to her own time? Would she have seriously altered future events? Remember if you want to know George and Laken's story stop by my page and read If I Could Turn Back Time.