Ginny Weasley curled up under the blanker terrified. What had she gotten into?
Previously. . . .
Ginny saw the woods thinning up ahead, they were ending. Home! She ran out of the woods letting out a cry as a branch snagged at her hair. She untangled herself and ran out. She looked around; she didn't recognize this place anymore than she did the path in the woods. She looked around. She was on the other side of the woods. She was really lost now. She hadn't ever been out this far, she'd never been on the other side of the woods. She began sobbing.
"Hey!" she looked up, there was a man approaching her. "You, now you hold on there." He had a small black box with him that had a thing pointing up.
"Seamus, tell 'em to relax, I found her."
"Right o." she heard. She turned her head quizzically. The man had on a blue outfit with a tie and a funny shaped hat. She knew at once though he was a muggle. She backed up.
"Now, now," he bent down to her level "I know the woods are a bit scary, wouldn't you like to go home?" Ginny nodded vigorously.
"Well, come on, let's go." Ginny took his hand, and let him lead her off wherever he was going. And from there everything had gone wrong. He'd taken Ginny to a bus, and the bus took her to a train, and now here she sat on the train, getting farther away from home each minute. She shivered and began to cry.
The door opened. It was one of the nice women who were chaperoning the kids. Apparently they didn't realize, or believe, no matter how much she tried to tell them, that she wasn't one of their kids.
A muggle school was having a field trip, they had been in the field collecting whatever 'specimens' were for a field trip. She didn't understand it, what she did understand was that they thought she was a member of the class. And they were taking her back wherever they were going which seemed a million kilometers away from home. The train stopped and the woman was there to tell her that it was time to get off. They all filed out. Ginny followed because she had nowhere to go, and the last thing she wanted was to get any farther from home than she all ready was. The woman guided her out, two people stood there looking anxious.
"Where's Emily?"
"What do you mean?"
"That's not her."
"What?"
"That's not my daughter."
"Mommy?" they turned as a little girl with red hair got off the train.
"Emily!" They ran over to her. Both of them hugged her. The woman looked at Ginny partially terrified. She crouched down.
"What's your name?"
"Ginny Weasley." She said. The woman looked at her. She turned.
"Ms. Heberessy?" A woman came over her hair in a bun.
"Yes Mrs. Folsham?" she pointed to Ginny.
"I'm afraid something quite terrible has happened." She said.