"When I first married James we were quite happy together. I only wish he had grown up sooner. It started about the time that I started to get sick and before I knew I was having Harry. The dreams were so real, I could feel everything like I was actually touching it. I would be sitting with James in our living room.
"Harry had just been put down to sleep that night. So we were enjoying some quiet time watching television. Then I would hear the alarms going off. Someone had entered the wards that was possibly dangerous. We would get to our feet, wands drawn. James would rush to the window.
"'He's found us,' he would say to me. 'Go and take Harry.' I would scream my defiance at him, saying I would never leave him as long as I was still breathing. He would just look at me, pleading with me to take Harry and run. No matter what he would always say that we should live even if he couldn't.
"The door would blast off and throw both of us back. James would scramble to his feet and try to protect me. Then I'd have to watch as he was killed right before my eyes. I would cry his name out and then run to where Harry would be sleeping. Voldemort would follow me. I begged for him to spare his life but of course that never happened.
"After I found out that Harry was going to be born I decided to take my dreams seriously. So we set up new spells that would transport us immediately out of the house and we would have shadows to take our place. We were transported straight to Remus and Sirius' flat. We told them what happened and how Peter betrayed us. James, Sirius, and Remus wanted to go kill him immediately but I told them we had to wait.
"So we all left, together. We headed out of the country and we kept Harry out of school. It wasn't easy to hide from the world but we did it."
"What made you come back?"
"Destiny," she said quietly. "So tell me about your dreams."
After taking a deep breath she launched into the description of what she had been dreaming. How the mysterious figure would come to rescue her. She told her how every time she would wake just as Malfoy found them.
"I don't know who he is either. It's been driving me insane since he walked into my head. But there is something else there…"
"Like what?" Lily asked quietly, her gaze still focused off into the distance.
"It's like when he is there…I feel…I don't know…complete is the best way I can put it. When I wake up it feels like a part of me is missing. I want to find him, I want to know who he is, and why he makes me feel so complete."
Lily turned to smile at the younger girl. Her description was about the same as what her son would complain about. While she would never reveal this to either of them she had a suspicion that they were really meant for each other. Something about her stood out to Lily. There was something more there, behind the girl's chocolate brown eyes.
"You'll find him. It was meant to happen."
"I know," she said in a quiet voice. "I just don't like to wait."
"No one does but it's the way the world works."
Ginny nodded her head. She gazed out in the distance, watching as the moon began to come up. The two stood there in a peaceful silence, each lost in their own thoughts.
I wonder if she is the reason that Danielle insisted that we come back.
It's possible. She could know something that we don't.
I'll have to asked her later. What will Harry think when he realizes that she is the one he's been searching for. The one he has been trying to find.
You won't know until they make the connection themselves.
I wonder why Danielle didn't tell me. She obviously had some idea about it.
Maybe she was just waiting until the right time to say it.
Probably.
Lily sighed quietly and closed her eyes.
Ginny was lost in her own thoughts not far from where Lily's were.
Those eyes. His eyes. They haunt me.
Because they hold the key to who you are. To make you complete.
When did my conscious start to sound like Hermione?
When you started listening to her.
Oh wonderful, now I have to listen to her inside my head as well.
Be thankful you have friends to help you.
I know but I want him. I want to see that love in his eyes. I want to have him hold me, protect me. I don't want to feel like I am only a shadow of what I could be.
Then wait. He will come.
But how long must I wait? I'm seventeen! I don't think I can stand to wait forever. All my life I have felt as if I have never been me. Like something was missing and I needed to find it. Every boy that would approach me, the ones that would kiss me, I didn't like it. They weren't him they weren't my other half. These dreams. These dreams that are burned into my mind, I want to finally be at peace!
There is nothing you can do but bid your time. Fate has everything planned.
What if it's wrong? What if he is already gone? Then what? I live as nothing?
He is still alive. You know he is.
Ginny grumbled unhappily gaining Lily's attention. "My conscious sounds like one of my best friends."
Lily laughed quietly. "I know how that feels. My husband and his friends say I am the voice of theirs as well. Probably because I spent seven years trying to get them to behave."
Ginny smiled.
"Well, we better get inside. Thankfully today is a Friday so school starts on Monday. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Same here," Ginny said as she shook the woman's hand and headed off towards her common room. She felt a little bit better about the day but not really. She was still uneasy about Harry. On the train, it had been something else.
"You'll find him," a voice said from behind her.
Ginny jumped and spun, wand drawn, to face the person behind her. She wasn't really surprised to be looking at Danielle. The young girl had a slight smile on her face, her green eyes dancing merrily.
"What are you talking about?" Ginny questioned.
"You'll find him. The one you've been waiting for."
"How do you know that?"
"Because I'm a seer that's why. He's waiting for you, needing you as much as you need him."
"So then you know who he is."
"Of course I do but it's not my place to tell you. That is something you will have to learn on your own."
Ginny sighed. "Oh goody, more waiting for me to do."
"It won't be long now."
"Thanks," she said as she turned to head off to her own common room. Ginny shook her head. That Potter family is just plain odd, she thought to herself as she entered the common room.
She knew something was wrong the second she entered the room. Draco stood in front of her, Crabbe and Goyle flanking him on either side. They all had their wands out.
"Nice of you to join us," Draco sneered.
"What did you do to Pansy and Daphne?" She demanded, glad that she already had her hand in her pocket.
"Nothing, yet."
"Where are they?"
"Oh just hanging around."
Ginny looked up and saw them both stuck to the ceiling. They had silencing charms on them but she could tell that Pansy was saying some very obscene things towards Draco.
"Let me guess they hit you from behind?" Ginny asked them.
Both girls nodded their heads fiercely, glaring at the boys on the ground.
"It figures. Draco you are too scared to do anything face-to-face with someone. How pathetic."
"Shut up you blood traitor. You have no idea about anything," Draco sneered.
"Oh like you? Does your precious master really condone hitting your opponent in the back? How would he like to know that one of his Death Eaters can't even face their enemy? You pathetic excuse of a wizard."
"Take that back!" He screamed.
"Do it Draco. Hex me. I'm Head Girl and if you hex me you will regret it. Do it and see how you will pay for your mistake!" She snarled her brown eyes fierce.
His arm started to shake as he glared at her. Slowly he lowered his arm.
"That's right you filthy ferret. I'll make you regret ever touching my friends you ugly bastard."
Ginny lifted her wand and cast a few spells that allowed her friends to come down from the ceiling. "Come on, you two are staying in my suite from now on. This place is just too full of arrogant, selfish purebloods."
Daphne and Pansy glared at the boys but followed her out of the common room. They headed down the halls till they reached where the Head Girl and Head Boys room where.
"I still can't believe he won't pick a Head Boy," Pansy said as she sat down on the couch.
"It doesn't really matter to me," Ginny said as she sat down in one of the armchairs.
"Watch the next thing you know its Seamus or Dean from Gryffindor," Daphne said with a snicker as she dropped into another seat.
"You know he is just waiting to get at you Ginny. He's been after you since you kneed him during our second year," Pansy said with a roll of her eyes.
"I don't care. That slimy jerk is going to get it when he crosses me again. Besides he is just mad because the three of us have been able to keep half of the house from becoming Death Eaters."
"Why would anyone want to serve that half-blood anyway?" Daphne questioned. "I mean, he is killing off his own kind and people think he is some big shot pureblood."
"Salazar Slytherin would be quite ashamed to see what his blood line has become," Ginny said with a groan. "Ever going to tell them that you're a descendent Pansy?"
"Are you crazy Ginny? Do you have any idea what that would do? I don't want anyone saying I am related to that filth!"
"What's wrong with half-bloods?" A new voice said making all three girls jump.
Ginny almost ran from the room when she saw who was standing there. Harry Potter was leaning against the wall that lead up to the Head Boys room.
"Nothing is," Ginny said as she finally regained her composure enough to speak. His eyes were focused on her.
"You three make it seem that way."
"No, we don't," she said with a dangerous edge to her voice. "We are tired of having to listen to them praise a man who is a half blood himself. Look in the history books. Hitler, they think that he was Jewish as well but he tried to purify the world (A/N: Just something I heard so don't hold me to it!). That's what Voldemort is doing. He's giving the rest of us a bad name as purebloods and it doesn't help that half our house is just like him."
"So you aren't supporters?"
"No," all three of them yelled fiercely.
"I would never want to do that. Most of our friends are half blood themselves or even muggle born. It doesn't matter what your heritage is but what you do with your abilities," Daphne growled.
His eyes didn't stray from Ginny's as Daphne spoke. "That's true. So why doesn't everyone believe that?"
"Because everyone is raised differently," Pansy said. "My parents told me what I was. How would you like to know you were a cast off of a line that became so impure that you could barely stand to look at yourself? Knowing that you were part of a great line of witches and wizards that deteriorated into this monster. Do you think I want him to know that I am a pureblood heir to Slytherin? I'd rather die."
"Are their any other heirs in the school?"
"Yes," the three said together.
"Oh?" He questioned. The longer he looked at her the harder Ginny found it to look away. His gaze was drawing her in. There was something so familiar yet so different in his gaze that it made her want to know what it really meant.
"Our friend, Luna Lovegood, she's the heir to Ravenclaw," Ginny said lightly.
"Susan Bones, she's heir to Hufflepuff," Pansy put in.
Daphne was glancing back and forth between Ginny and Harry. She had never seen so much magical energy flowing between two people. It was also a shock to see Ginny so entranced by someone.
"How did you figure that out?"
"They told us," Daphne said. "Susan was scared and she wanted our help. She may not be a part of our immediate group but we still keep a close eye on her. If Voldemort ever realized that there were three heirs of the four founders it could mean horrible problems."
"So the only thing you are missing is the heir to Gryffindor then," he said quietly. Harry was having a bit of difficulty with the conversation that was taking place. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Ginny.
"Why? Do you really think the four founders heirs are really going to make a difference?" Ginny asked.
"It could."
"Are you the new Head Boy or something?" Pansy finally asked.
"Yes, Dumbledore approached me after dinner and offered. I think my parents flipped out when they heard that I could be Head Boy. They were both Heads when they were in school."
"Well, I hate to say this but my friends will be staying here for a while. I don't trust anyone down in the common room," Ginny said. "They are going to share my room, thought I'd give you a heads up that you'll have three girls in here."
He just nodded before turning to head up to his room. Once he was out of sight she collapsed back against the seat, her eyes shut. Daphne and Pansy watched on with a mixture of worry and awe.
"I'm going to bed," she finally declared as she headed up to her room. The girls watched her leave and shook their heads.
"So when do you think they will figure it out?" Pansy asked after about five minutes.
"I'd give it a couple of months. You know how Ginny is when it comes to guys. She's probably trying to figure out why she can't stop staring at him," Daphne said with a laugh. "Did you feel that magic?"
"Yes, I've never seen anything like it before," Pansy said with a shake of her head. "They would definitely make a very cute couple."
"If only they thought so."
"They'll figure it out eventually. Ginny's pretty smart you know."
"That may be true, but she doesn't have much experience with guys. Let's hope she can put it all together."
Daphne laughed. "I'm curious to know what his sister thinks. Did you see the way she was looking Ginny over? I swear I think the girl was evaluating her."
"Maybe, I thought it was a bit odd to be honest."
"Agreed. Now how to get Potter and Weasley together. I say we get our group in on it."
"Perfect Daph, this will be oh so much fun."
"Let's just hope she doesn't hex us into oblivion for this."
"Agreed."
"Alright Danielle, tell me," Lily said. She was still leaning on the railing, Danielle stood just behind her.
"What would you like to know Mum?"
"Why you were so insistent on making us return here? Especially now of all times."
"To be honest I just wanted to see him happy. I think the longer they were apart the worse they got," Danielle admitted quietly.
"Why didn't you say something sooner? I can see it in her eyes. There is a void in her soul that isn't quite filled yet. If I had known you knew where she was at I would have left a long time ago."
"The time wasn't right. Voldemort knows Mum. It won't be long before he realizes that the four heirs are here. Not to mention that the prophecy states that Harry and his 'other half' will destroy him. If he had found Ginny before they were ready we would have no hope of winning."
"So what exactly are you telling me?"
"That we should expect some attacks from Voldemort and his pet Death Eaters. Also that Ginny and Harry have to get together on their own time. No one can hint, or try to push them together. It doesn't work that way."
Lily turned to face her oldest daughter. She was still amazed at how much Danielle looked like her but she was happy with it. "What did you see?"
"A lot of things. Some may come true some might not. I've basically seen three paths. One is that Voldemort will kill all living heirs to all four lines and take complete control. Two is that Harry and Ginny will find the truth on their own time and they will be able to bring down Voldemort and finally have peace. Three is that it's a stalemate. Harry and Ginny are forced but they aren't content, yet. Voldemort manages to get two of the four heirs. It's a stand still until one side takes the lead."
Lily sighed heavily. "Seems like we have a long year ahead of us."
"Don't we always Mum?"
"That we do Danielle, that we do," Lily said as she opened her arms to her daughter. Danielle smiled and moved into her mother's embrace. There were times when Danielle seemed older then what she really was but this was not one of those times.
"So what is the plan for this year?" Harry asked suddenly. He had managed to slip out of his dorm room to come searching for his mother and sister. He knew he would be able to find them together.
"A lot," the two said simply.
"I take it Danielle has said I am not allowed to know?"
"I did. It would have bad consequences if I were to tell you the truth. Just be content that you don't have to see multiple visions all the time," Danielle told him.
"Of course," he said with a shrug. "So tell me Mum, why are we here of all places?"
"That's not really something I can share either son, sorry."
"Why must I always be the one shrouded in darkness?"
"Because you are the deciding factor for the outcome of this war," Danielle said. "If you weren't then we could tell you but we can't do that."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Did you know I am now living with three girls?"
"I thought there was only one Head Girl?" Lily said confused.
"Well there is. Ginny Weasley is the Head Girl. Her friends…Daphne and Pansy, if I have their names correctly, came to stay with her. Apparently there are some problems with the wannabe Death Eaters. It seems that Ginny has managed to segregate her entire house."
"Oh I bet old Snivellus just loves that," James said as he appeared beside his son.
"Looks like the old man can't keep his little Death Eaters in control. Of course he is one himself so I don't see it as much of a surprise."
"That is no way to talk about a Professor and James you are teaching our son bad habits."
"I am doing no such thing," James said. "I am only telling him about the old grouch that we went to school with."
"If you, Sirius, and Remus had left him alone we wouldn't have to worry about it," Lily snapped but her eyes danced merrily.
"Well if he wasn't so hung up on himself we wouldn't have to. Besides he was always jealous that I married you instead of him marrying you."
"Ew!" Their two children said together.
"I am so glad you married Dad Mum," Danielle said. She shivered involuntarily. "Gross."
"I don't think I want to know," Lily said to her daughter.
"Me either," James said with a look of disgust on his face. "Alright you two off to bed and we will take care of the Slytherin common room in the morning."
"Night Mum," Danielle said as she hugged her mother tightly again.
"Night dear," Lily said as she kissed the top of her daughters head.
"Night Dad," Danielle said as she threw herself into her father's arms.
He easily lifted her up and spun her, making her laugh happily. She was about as small as her mother so it was easy for James and Harry to lift either woman up. "Night my princess," James said as he kissed her forehead.
"Night Mum," Harry said as he hugged Lily.
"Night Harry, sleep well."
"I'll try," he said with a grin. "Night Dad."
"Night son," James said as he hugged his son.
A/N: Yes, yes I know late update and all of that wonderful stuff but hey at least I got to update! I hope you all are enjoying this story, it gets better I promise. So read and review.
Seritha