Chapter 1

She was standing on a battlefield, watching an 18-year- old boy fight. He turned to her.

"I can't kill him, Gin!" He yelled. "We're gonna need to do it." She nodded. Only she knew what 'it' was. She and her one true love had melded souls, and they were going to share them magic for the big finale. The one that would either make their lives… or break them.

"Ok, Harry." She yelled back. "Let's do it." They began to chant, and the gold and silver light surrounded them. She felt her eyes change colour, one of them staying brown, the other one turning green. She knew Harry's had done the same. "Kantarshrack Benigngath!" She yelled, finishing the chant. Voldemort howled, as the light filled him, and imploded, burning him to ashes. The last words she heard before plunging into darkness were;

"Ginny Weasley, I love you!"

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"No" 20-year-old Gwyn Wesley sat up in bed, tears in her eyes. She clutched her head. "Dammit, Ginny Weasley, why can't you just leave me alone?" She muttered. *You know why*. The sad voice said in her head. No, I won't go back there. She thought fiercely. He's dead, and it's about time you, I, we accepted it. *I can't*. The voice said. You'll have to. She got up, and went about her usual ritual of getting dressed. She brushed her chin-length straight red hair, and wiped her brown eyes. "Kati, time to get up!" She shouted at her 3-year-old daughter.

"Just a minute Mummy!" Her little girl's voice yelled. "Ron's refusing to get up."

"Ronald Wesley, it's time to get up!" She hollered.

"But Mum, I'm tired." Ron complained.

"I don't care. I told you not to eat so much sugar before dinner last night." She retorted.

"Fine." Ron slouched out sulkily.

"Don't slouch." She said automatically, and brushed his tousled red hair out of his face. She stared into his hazel eyes for a moment. "You're definitely a part of my family." She chuckled. Then she braided her daughter's dark curls. She kissed her green-eyed little girl fondly. "You, however, take after your father." She told the little girl.

"Tell me about Daddy again, Mummy." Kati requested.

"Later, sweetie. It's time for you and your brother to go to nursery school, and for me to go to work."

"Ok, Mummy." Her compliant little girl said obediently. Gwyn ruffled her daughter's hair, and clipped her own bright locks back with dragonfly clips. She fingered her necklace, the only piece of jewelry she wore, except for her silver studs, and her watch. On it, was a jagged silver lightening bolt.

"Oh, love, I miss you so much." She whispered, and drove her twin children to school.

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Gwyn stared blankly at her keyboard. She knew she had to write the next line for her story, the chapter was supposed to be given to her editor tomorrow. She sighed, and began to type.

Ginny watched as her one true love risked his life to save her. She couldn't believe that anyone could love her so much, could cherish her so much. 'I'm not worth it.' Her thoughts cried. 'Harry, please don't risk your life for me! Not again.' She watched, and felt as though her heart was ripped out of her chest, as he died, a scant foot away from her. 'So close, and yet, so far.' Were her last thoughts, as she let the blackness take her.

Dammit, Gwyn. She thought. What are you trying to do? Do you want them to find you? Do you want them to hurt your children, and kill you? Harry Potter's heirs… they won't leave them alive. And Kati, what will happen to Kati? And Ron too, for that matter. Both your children will be defiled, and they'll probably make you watch! God, I need a drink. She got up, leaving the words at her computer. The girl who worked in the next cubicle, Susannah Bones looked over. Her eyes grew wide, and her breath came short and fast.

"We've got her, Harry. We've got her." She whispered, and hurried off to write an owl.