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"Um...Hi?" Ginny said as she found herself at the wand-point of every wizard and witch at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.
Of course she had her wand out as well, you didn't go through a war and not have some sort of reflex when it came to wands being pointed your way.
Not that having her wand out did any good...
"Who are you?" Sirius's voice rand throughout the room as he stared at the red-head who had appeared in his house along with two kids.
"Hey, been awhile, hasn't it Sirius?," spoke-up Ginny as she glanced at all those who were dead in her time.
"She looks like someone we know doesn't she?" said Arthur as he looked at the familiar looking women.
"What...You can't regonize your own daughter," asked Ginny as she put her wand back in her pocket and smiled at her father.
"Ginny?" Exclaimed the people in the room as they stared at the women, now seeing thay yes she did look like Ginny.
"What? A girl becomes a women and no one regonizes her?" Ginny said trying to difuse the tension in the room.
"Yes, it is Ginny," said Molly as she looked closely at the women and saw her daughter reflected back at her.
"Hey, mum." Ginny said as wands begin to slowely drop around the room.
"What happened to you?" Fred asked as the younger Ginny slapped him. Ginny laughed as she looked at her younger self.
"I'm not from this time," she said as she glanced around and found the eyes of Dumbledore.
"Aunty Ginny, who are these people?" asked Victoire as she tugged at her aunt's jeans.
"Well that object that you were playing with in Uncle Harry's study was a time-turner that your Aunt Hermione is developing." she told the younger girl.
"Why would Hermione be developing new time-turners?" asked Moody as his eye bounced back and forth between the three visitors, like a ping-pong match.
"Eeww!" Said Victoire that's gross she exclaimed as she watched the magical eye, making the last of the tension dissolve in the room.
"How can we be sure there not death-eaters?" Moody asked as he watched them. "Lets give them some truth-potion," said Moody, glancing at Albus who was regarding the scene with mild interest.
"No!" said Ginny and she winced at her own loud exclaimation.
"You can't we know too much about the present, you could damage the time-line," Ginny said as she glanced worridly around at the people.
"Then why don't you tell us a little about yourself," said Dumbledore pleasantly as he gestured for everyone to sit.
"Um...don't worry if anything comes out, I'm sure we can earse memories once you do leave," he said at her worried expression.
"Sure," thought Ginny. "Where should I start? Oh...I know, that half the people in this room are dead."
Smiling slightly she urged the two kids to the table as everyone took a seat.
"Um, where should we start?" asked Ginny as she inched away from Dumbledore who had a smile on his face and was humming slightly as if this happened everyday.
The trio looked curiouse but also unsurprised as if life had thrown them so many curve-balls that they were no longer surpirsed by people appearing from thin air.
"Aunty Ginny," Ginny was brought out of her thoughts as Victoire tugged on her arm. "Can I sit next to Daddy?" she asked with a bright smile.
"Um...well..." Ginny began but Victoire seemed to see this as permision as she left her side and skipped over to Bill.
"Hi Daddy!" she said as Bill's face mirrored everyone's else shocked expressions, though Ginny swore she saw her mum smile.
"Where are your scars," Victoire asked as she pulled herself onto her shocked father's lap and wrapped her small arms around him before leaning up to kiss his cheek.
"What scars?" Molly's shrill screech rang throughout the room and Ginny grimaced and perpared herself for a very, very long day.
And today she had only thought challenges would come in the form of sorting through clothes and fitting her things into Harry's house,
And now...she was here...in the past...
"This could get complicated,"Ginny thought as she took a deep breath and prepared to face the questions from the people that were and weren't in her present time.
