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Chapter 3: Secrets

Standing right outside of the Hospital Wing, Ginny chuckled. 'If only they knew what's gotten into me.'

"Hello darling. Ready to accompany me to a more suitable place?" asked a rather suave young man, who quickly pushed Ginny against the wall and kissed her roughly.

"Drae, too close to my prat of a brother and Harry," she said, reluctantly pulling away from him.

"Then let's go somewhere more suitable."

"Race you," she replied, sprinting to his private dorms.

Snape decided to walk up to the Hospital Wing to see his former favorite star pupil. He walked, concentrating on his thoughts, paying little attention to his surroundings. Until-CRASH!

"Ms. Weasley, no running in the corridors, and next time, watch where you're going."

"No problem, Sev."

Inwardly he cringed.

"By the way congratulations. You might want to talk to Hermione alone, right?"

"Yes."

She quickly cast the disillusionment charm on him. "To go past Ron and Harry," she explained, looking over her shoulder. "Gotta Go! Bye!" She yelled, sprinting off.

As he was picking himself off the floor, he saw a platinum-haired blur pass by.

"Is this what lust has gone to? Transforming rational adults into children?" he muttered.

"Severus! How are you?"

"I'm doing exceptionally well considering I have had two major shocks today," he replied. "And you? How are you faring?"

"Alright, except- Wow, I'm going to be a mom. And the person I love is the father. I'm ecstatic. Then I remember I was just cursed by a dagger, and..."

"I understand. Prior to finding out you were pregnant; I was so worried because you were in here."

"Interesting. Nice disillusionment charm. What did Ginny tell you?"

"To watch for-Wait, how did you know?"

"Because she's meeting Dra-her secret lover."

"Grandma, what's a 'secret lover'?" Sarah asked innocently.

"A-uh…. A person that you love but your love is kept secret from everyone else," she replied quickly, overjoyed that it seemed to satisfy Sarah's curiosity. "Sarah, look at the time. It's time for you to go to sleep and I'll finish the story tomorrow, okay?"

"Oooo-kay," Sarah yawned.

'When will I be able to tell Molly the total truth about my past?' Jane pondered while leaving Sarah's room. 'I wonder when Sarah will have her first magic.'

Jane relived the escape from England in her mind every night, and again relived it on the way to her bedroom.

"You have to go! Now, before you're found and killed!" he yelled to her. "Go to America and wait. I'll join you there later. I love you," he said, pulling her in for one last kiss. "Go!"

"I love you too! I'll always wait-always!" she cried, before turning around to run with William in her arms, and carrying Molly, their daughter that her husband never learned about.

"I need to stop brooding over the past," she muttered to herself. "I also need to start recording all the stories I've told Molly and Sarah. I do want future generations to benefit from my knowledge after I'm gone."

"Mom, are you just now finishing up with Sarah?" Molly asked, breaking Jane's train of thought.

"Yes. I'm sorry, Molly. I lost track of time."

"Mom, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes, Molly, there is. Could you get me a digital recorder and a recorderball?"

"Yeah, I can. Why do you need them?"

"I want to record my stories for the rest of your children to hear. I don't want them repeating the mistakes I may have made in my past," she solemnly replied to Molly's query.

"Oh, mom," Molly sighed, hugging her mother. "You miss dad still, right?"

"He never knew about you. I wish he knew," Jane said, beginning to tear up.

"Mom, we're both tired, right? Let's go to bed."

"Sound idea, my dear Molly. Sound idea," Jane laughed, her unshed tears reflecting the joy in her heart.

I know its short but it's an explanation chapter which is needed. This story will bounce back and forth between the past and the present. I have most of the next chapter written so it might be up soon it might not.