Disclaimer: You know, this is just to waste space.

The Burrow was crowded that evening. The Weasleys had all congregated in the family room and had been reintroduced to Lisa. They had been formally warned about her situation and had immediately sympathized for her, giving her words of encouragement and long, teary hugs. Lisa was so overwhelmed that she had broken down the moment her parents walked through the door. It didn't take much for her to know who they were, her mother's face and her father's warm smile. Her mother and her had sobbed in each other's arms, Mrs. Granger constantly murmuring her daughter's name as if it were the last thing she would ever be able to say. Her father just held her tight, silent tears running down his aging face.

Now, Lisa sat on the couch talking to the nieces and nephews she never knew. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes swollen from crying but she really looked happy. Brandy had taken an immediate liking to Fleur and the two were in the corner whispering and giggling quietly. There was one person who wasn't present. Lisa looked up to see Harry sit down beside her, handing her a cup of tea. She smiled and said "thanks" and took a sip, closing her eyes gratefully.

"How are you doing?" he asked. She looked up at him.

"Exhausted… but I'm glad I came," she whispered, her eyes on the twins who were talking to her twins. She then looked around and frowned.

"Where's Ron?" she asked. Harry stiffened slightly and looked around as well.

"He must be upstairs," he answered softly. Lisa looked at Harry, sizing him up and then sighed.

"What were we like?" she asked curiously. Harry looked at her in surprise.

"What?" he asked. She shrugged.

"What were we like? Ron and I?" she repeated. Harry looked out at the happy crowd and smiled, his eyes clouding over with a better memory of his dark past.

"You two were the most amazing couple I've ever seen," he said. Lisa turned and faced him fully, wanting to know more about her past with the mysterious man with the beautiful blue eyes.

"How?" she asked. He looked at her.

"You two could get in the worst fight in the world. Swear words, objects flying and everything. And yet… a few hours later you two would be snogging each other senseless," he told her. She blushed furiously.

"Snogging?" she repeated. He nodded.

"Yeah. That or you two would have a good shag in Ron's old room." he said with a grin.

"Ron told you this!" she exclaimed, embarrassed and outraged.

"Ron told me everything," Harry said.

"EVERYTHING!" Lisa said her voice a mix of barely controlled rage and shock. Harry went completely red at what he had just said and shook his head.

"Not everything. I didn't mean it that way, but you know… guy stuff," he said, looking down at his hands. Lisa looked at him carefully. She didn't exactly know how to feel about this man. He was obviously a close friend of hers and Ron's but the fact that he knew quite a bit about their sex life seemed to show more than just a casual school friend. But that wasn't all that bothered her. It was the look on Harry's face when he said the last part. Like it was too painful to say it. She reached out to touch his arm.

"He's not the same is he?" she asked softly. Harry chuckled crudely.

"You have no idea…" he said. He looked up at her.

"He really took it hard when you left… well we all took it hard, but Ron showed it the most."

"Really?" Harry nodded.

"He… he never actually allowed himself to… let it show…"

"What happened?"

"He… he left… he searched everywhere for you. He left her behind," he said. Lisa frowned.

"Who?" she asked. He looked up at her.

"Your other daughter… the one that survived anyway." he added. Lisa bit her lip, looking around.

"How much damage have I caused?" Harry glanced at her and held her gaze. He didn't have to say it. She could see it in those green orbs. The pain. The loss. Everything that had been the past seven years of her absence. And it made her heart twist painfully. She pulled away from his gaze. Harry took her arm.

"Don't worry about that now…" he offered her a smile. "You're home now…"

Ginny glanced over to the couch where Harry and Hermione were talking quietly. She turned back to her father, Hermione's father and Colin, who was talking.

"We have to get her to a hospital as soon as possible so that they can evaluate what has happened to her." Colin was saying. Arthur nodded eyes on Hermione.

"Has she mentioned anything about the other child?" he asked. Ginny shook her head.

"It was like the child didn't even exist." she said. Mr. Granger frowned.

"What's going to happen once she goes to the hospital?" he asked worriedly. Arthur turned to the man.

"They'll run some test. Try to determine what curses were used on her and judge whether or not the baby was actually born." he said. Mr. Granger scratched his balding head.

"They can do that?" he asked, impressed. Ginny smiled.

"St. Mungos is known for their permanent damage ward. We've been able to help some of the cases, especially the memory loss victims. Hermione's not a hopeless case." she said encouragingly. Mr. Granger nodded his eyes on his daughter. Hermione seemed so happy at the moment, giggling at something Harry had whispered to her. She then blushed and looked down. He said something to her that made her eyes go wide and then she shook his arm. He nodded and they both got up and left the room, all eyes on the two.

Lisa was anxious. Harry was taking her upstairs to show her some pictures. She didn't know why she was nervous, but she was. What if she saw something she didn't like? Harry took her hand and led her into one of the rooms. Letting her go, he dug into one of the drawers and finally found what he was looking for. Hesitantly at first, she took them from his hand and sat down on the edge of the bed. Her eyes grew large as she ran her eyes over the moving figures.

The first one she looked at was one of them standing in front of what Lisa guessed to be a school.

Hogwarts? She thought quizzically. She had heard it mentioned quite a bit. Her younger self seemed to be at least sixteen, waving cheerfully at the camera. The younger Harry came in to the photo and wrapped an arm around Lisa's waist, waving as well.

The next picture was of her again with a younger version of Ron. She frowned slightly as Ron pulled her to him, holding her captive as she struggled weakly to get away. She was laughing, placing her hands on his chest and saying something to him. He shook his head and yanked her closer, their lips making contact. Soon the two were lost in their own world, oblivious that they were still being watched. Blushing madly, Lisa went to the next picture.

It was that picture that made her freeze. It was of her and Ron. They were older in this one and not snogging. Lisa was wearing a beautiful wedding dress and Ron was wearing handsome black robes. The couple was dancing slowly, just turning in circles. People around them were smiling and pointing, but the couple didn't seem to care. They were lost as well, though by the look of it, Lisa guessed that the world they were in was completely different. They were just dancing, Lisa's head on Ron's chest, her eyes closed and a peaceful smile on her face. Ron had his head on hers, whispering to her softly. Just the serenity of the moment. The gentleness that was shown, yet, when she saw them pull away and look into each others eyes, she saw passion. Aggression. Lust. Promises. Hard times. But most of all… she saw something that made her heart tighten and her breath hitch. What she saw was a love so great that not even a dark evil could undermine it… She had seen the same look in Harry's eyes when he looked at Ginny and when Mr. Weasley looked at his own wife.

Then something happened that caused Lisa's eyes to water. Ron leaned in and kissed her younger self. It wasn't a long kiss, nor was it a passionate one, but one that was short and simple, yet said more than could ever be explained.

"You were a beautiful bride." Harry and Lisa looked up to see Ron leaning against the door post, eyes on the picture in her hand. Blinking back the tears that threatened to pour from her eyes, she handed the pictures back to Harry and took a deep breath before standing up. She looked back at Harry then at Ron.

"We seemed happy," she offered. Ron's eyes shot up to hers.

"We were." he answered. Lisa looked unsure. There was coldness in the redheaded man's voice and iciness in his eyes that daunted her. Though it was obvious it wasn't aimed at her, it seemed that her absence was evidently a major factor in his change. Ron pulled away and looked behind him.

"There's someone who wants to meet you," he said. She frowned then her eyes grew when she saw who entered. Lorel just stared for what seemed like an age then ran over to Lisa and hugged her securely. Too shocked and uncertain of what to do, Lisa stood there for a moment and stared down at the girl that had her face and her curly mass of hair. That's when tears suddenly came falling from her eyes.

She had no idea who this child was! Her instincts told her that this was her child yet… her heart broke because her mind made no connection. There were no readings. No real "love" for the child that held her so tightly. And this realization alone was what made the sick feeling return. Pulling away from the girl, she ran out of the room and into the bathroom near by. Ron's eyes met with Harry's before he exited the bedroom as well and went over to the bathroom door. He knocked.

"Hermione." he called. Lisa's heaving could be heard through the door. He knocked again.

"Hermione." he called. The toilet flushed and he could hear the water flow from the tap. He waited until the lock clicked and Hermione appeared from the door, holding her stomach. She looked up at him through glazed eyes then collapsed.

"Hermione!"

A/N: Hope you like.

elbbubniaevili: I don't think they're going to be getting together any time soon.

Cynthia Cacciola: We'll just have to find out!

Wesker888: The coaster's about to take a big turn.

Avanell: Now that is a mystery isn't it?

Dany Granger Weasley: That's ok. I also wonder what Malfoy's done.

Ashsmee: I'm glad you love it!

Chapter Tease:

She screamed as he dropped and scrambled over to him. Pulling him out of sight of the window, behind the register, she turned to her crying babes, trying to shut them up quickly.

"Please… for mummy," she whispered. Suddenly a scrunch in the glass shut her up and she pulled herself under the register, closing her eyes, tears now flowing silently from them. The group watched as two men entered the destroyed post office, wands at the ready...