a/n: Suddenly got major inspiration and had to update. I just had visions for the future of this story and couldn't wait to keep going so I could have a chance to write them. Next update should come very soon. I also edited last two chapters. PLEASE REVIEW. Special thanks to the people who reviewed last time, you all get a virtual cookie. :D

Chapter 4: Peacocks and Waking Up

"Maybe I should just go check on her one more time…"

"Sirius," James said with exasperation, "You've already checked on her more than Lucius checks on his peacocks."

"Well, yeah, I know but…wait, did you just say peacocks?"

James grinned, "Yeah, didn't I tell you? Last time I snuck into the Slytherin common room I decided to charm Lucius' hair into this lovely bubble-gum pink for calling Evans a Mudblood. I went up into his dorm only to find him stroking these huge white things. Apparently he couldn't bear to leave his precious babies at Malfoy Manor and is secretly keeping the poor peacocks here."

Sirius threw his head back and laughed. James and him were walking to the Great Hall for lunch, and his stomach was growling for food. Peter had decided to skip on account of forgetting about the essay Slughorn had assigned for today, and Remus was supposed to catch up with them at any moment.

"What's this I hear about peacocks?" an amused voice asked behind them.

They turned to see Remus with a raised eyebrow on his face. They had reached the double doors, and Sirius was still laughing, body shaking. James opened one of the doors with a grin.

"I'll show you next time we're in the Slytherin common room. As for now, let's get back to the topic at hand: don't you think Sirius should just drop the whole visiting-the-Hospital-Wing every five minutes?" James asked, leading the way to their favorite spot at the Gryffindor table.

Remus groaned as they all sat down, "Is he still going on about that? Madam Pomfrey said that she'd tell us when Mystery Girl woke up."

James nodded while watching Sirius shove a whole hot dog down his throat, "Seriously Sirius, no pun intended, what is your obsession? You've never even met the girl."

Sirius looked indignant, "I do NOT have an obsession, I am merely curious to know who she is."

Remus flashed him a teasing grin, "We're all curious, but you don't see us getting this weird crush on a girl we've never met."

"I DO NOT have a crush on her," Sirius said, spitting hot dog everywhere.

James covered his face with an empty plate before groaning, "Sirius, say it, don't spray it."

Ginny woke up, confused. Everything she could see was white, it looked like the Hogwarts Infirmary... but something was different. Ginny couldn't really put her finger on it, but something was definetely off, starting with that calendar over there. She squinted her brown eyes to make sure she wasn't losing her mind… 'September 1974?'

Panicking, Ginny tried to remember the events before she fell unconscious. Harry kissing Cho…no need to relive that…Room of Requirement…Time Turner. That was it, the Time Turner! She was either dreaming, or had somehow been thrown back in time. Ginny heard a faint snore and turned around to see the god-looking boy she had seen earlier fast asleep on a chair beside her bed. She felt the strange urge to touch him and gently rested her hand on his. The boy's eyes shot open and then widened when he saw that she was awake.

"Who are you?" he asked with a whisper, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Ginny suddenly realized that A.) he looked strangely familiar and B.) she couldn't tell him her real last name.

"Um, my name's Ginny, Ginny…Wakefield," she finished, thinking of one of her muggle-born roommates.

"Do you, do you feel okay?" he asked, looking suspicious, "We kind of found you unconscious where a flash of lightning had just been."

"What?" Ginny asked, feeling dazed- she wasn't sure what to do, what to say, and Hermione had always told Ginny how careful she had had to be with time-traveling, "Can I please talk to Professor Dumbledore? I'm a transfer from… Beauxbatons."

Sirius walked in front of the gargoyle that guarded the entrance to the headmaster's office. He had been there more times than he cared to count, and knew the password. Sirius waited for the gargoyle to speak.

"Password?"

"Bertie Bott's Every-Flavor Beans."

He stepped on the first step of the staircase that was slowly rising to the door to Dumbledore's office, thinking. After lunch Sirius had snuck up to see the girl…Ginny…. again. Professor Slughorn loved Sirius and usually didn't mind when the young Black skipped class as much as other teachers did.

Sirius couldn't believe it when he realized Ginny had finally woken up. There was something wrong though, the girl looked confused, almost panicked. It was strangely...attractive

Sirius stepped forward to knock on the wooden door, but before he could he heard the merry voice of Albus Dumbledore, "Come in."

He sat down in front of the old man and groaned, "I hate how you do that professor, can't you just let me knock for once?"

Ginny waited silently, feeling the insane urge to bite her fingernails even though she had never even done that before. She was still in shock, and kept twisting the top of her white sheets around her fingers, trying not to faint again. For someone who had grown up with five brothers she was acting strangely... like a girl.

She sat up when she head light footsteps coming slowly towards her. Dumbledore stepped into the Infirmary and gave her a kind smile, before casting a Silencing Charm around them so that no one would eavesdrop on their conversation. He heard young Sirius Black groan behind the door and chuckled.

"I see young Sirius has gotten rather curious about you, my dear, and I am too."

The Headmaster's twinkling blue eyes noted how she had paled when she heard the name Sirius.

"Do you know Mr. Black?" he asked curiously.

Ginny was silent, before opening her mouth and closing it again. She licked her lips before trying again.

"Well, sort of... you see, Professor, I'm not from here..."

a/n: Now press that sexy lil' button that's not blue, yet doesn't seem to be purple either, nor does it seem to quite be a combination of the two...? No flames though please, I have weird self-esteem issues. Don't mind critisism or grammar checks though. :D