Till Next Time Chapter 5

Hey people, sorry it's been awhile since my last update, read the authors note if you want to know why.

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Future Revealed- 1

Unfogging the Future-1

Till Next Time- 3

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When we last saw out character's

"BANG!" the door burst open, revealing a very pissed off red-head.

Pointing her wand directly at James

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Pain, had made her storm into the office.

Anger, caused her to send Harry flying across the room, crashing into the far wall... hard.

Hurt, allowed her to revel in the joy that brought her.

Caution, reminded her to conjure all three wands towards her.

It was all over in less than 30 seconds. With Harry moaning against the back wall, and the two strangers shocked into a standstill.

And Ginny- wands pointed directly at the thrown figure, her chest heaving up and down, nostrils flaring with suppressed anger.

Her left hand clutched the stolen wands so tightly, her knuckles began to turn white. Ginny had a thought to at least loosed her grip. She couldn't afford to repair three snapped wands.

That was her last cautious thought.

For now she had Harry right where she wanted him. Consequences be damned Ginny wanted to make him pay- make him hurt so bad...

He's have an idea of what he was putting her through

"You Arrogant Self-Centered Bastard!" she hissed. " How dare you do this to me? HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME FEEL THIS WAY?!" She cried hysterically. "Who do you think you are? Who gave you the right to treat me like that? WHO THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" she repeated, her wand arm shaking with fury.

Harry still hadn't opened his eyes and was rubbing his head. He winced- whether from her screaming or the throw, Ginny wasn't sure. But either way she was the cause.

She reveled in that thought.

"Harry- Bloody- Potter," she answered her own question, "after all we've been through, after everything that's happ..." she choked.

Then to her dismay her eyes watered and her vision blurred as a tear ran a track down her face.

And just like that her anger dissolved. Only to be replaced by something much, much more frightening.

Before she knew, drop after drop fell down her cheeks, her chest felt as though it might burst and she gasped at the pain of all the emotions she'd held inside since Harry left her.

Ginny hated crying, because every time she did she'd end up...

"-hic-I don't-hic-understand-hic-and I hate-hic-feeling this-hic-way. I hate-hic-what you've-hic-done to-hic-me"

Ginny really hated it when she cried, someone should do her a favor and avada kedavra her right there before she made an even bigger fool of herself.

But the tears kept coming, the words wouldn't stop... and the hiccups were getting worse.

"You, you-hic-told-hic- me at the-hic-funeral. When, when-hic-you broke up with-hic-me. You, you-hic-lied. Why-hic-did you lie? If-hic-you wanted-hic-to be with some-hic--hic--hic-..."

Merlin she had to get a hold of herself.

"Someone else." she finally managed, casting a pointed look to the other girl. Who seemed suspiciously closer to Ginny than she had before. During her rant for answers Ginny's wand arm had wavered.

And the little witch was trying to close in on her- in her most vulnerable moment.

How...slytherin.

Though some part of Ginny's still functioning conscious recognized that she probably looked mad running in here with her red eyes and untamed hair screaming hysterically then blubbering nonsense.

Merlin, how was she going to explain this when Fred and George came back, or when her parents found out. 'Sorry mum, but Harry was holding hands with another girl so soon after we broke up so I decided to attack him.'?

Somehow she couldn't see that conversation going well.

Figuring she'd deal with her family later, Ginny turned her attention back to her current situation. Since she'd already done the one thing she'd promised herself never to do again- cry in front of Harry- she could at least walk out of this room with some shred of dignity.

Ginny had just thought of something clever, when she turned back to her fallen ex with the witty comment at the tip of her tongue.

And she froze.

Her words jumped back down her throat as her tongue stuck to the top of her mouth. Her eyes locked onto Harry's forehead, now visible because he'd moved his fringe aside. Problem was, there was no scar on his forehead.

The fallen wizard shifted at her sudden silence, and Ginny felt her eyes draw to his eyes.

His very Hazel eyes.

She had a split second to register this before a movement in the corner of her eye showed the 'other' girl, barreling right towards her.

Ginny's DA training kicked in and she stepped back just barely dodging the red-headed mass that thumped to the ground where she had been standing just moments ago.

Her momentary pause of anger caused by shock returned full force as she towered over the little witch who'd dared attack her, eyes blazing.

" And who the hell are you?" she hissed, finally asking the question she'd wanted to the moment she saw her holding hands with Harry.

The girl curled her lips in response and said nothing. Her hair had managed to arrange itself in a perfect halo around her head.

This pissed off Ginny even more, as she had to do battle with her hair every morning just to make it look presentable.

Today she's lost.

Ginny stepped closer to the fallen figure and leaned down, her wand pointed inches away from the girls perfect face. "I asked you a question" she said in a deceptively calm tone. Tilting the her chin up with the tip of her wand to force the girl to look her in the eye, to see that she wasn't joking.

Her plan backfired.

Instead Ginny sucked in a breath as she was met with a pair of smoldering emerald eyes. They locked onto hers and darkened in anger.

Ginny had seen those same set of eyes before. Had gazed into them for hours on end to simply match each emotion with each shade they turned. Had seem them darken in the exact same way they were now, in a different place, in a different time...on a different person. She would recognize those eyes anywhere, they were Harry's no doubt about it.

And Harry's nose...and Harry's lips too come to think about it.

Merlin she was going mad...and coming from a girl who worked in a magical joke shop, lived in the magical version of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and had once had a diary talk back to her...that was saying something.

She cut her gaze back to the boy with the raven hair and skewered glasses, sprawled against the wall. As she looked carefully she realized the boy's jaw was more defined than Harry's, his nose a little longer. And most of all...his eyes were hazel.

Something tingled in the back of Ginny's mind, something she knew would connect all the dots, cause everything to click together, she tried to grasp at the thought but every time it managed to evade her. Slip away just as she tried to catch it.

There had to be an explanation for all of this after all, did she really think Harry had transformed into a girl?

Although it did explain some things.

Merlin she had gone mad.

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Merlin she was mad.

James could count the amount of people he was afraid of in one hand, and he had only every cowered at the anger of two women, his mother and Lily. But even Lily paled in comparison to the girl who had burst in, threw him away, yelled a lot, cried a little and now held Lily at wand point.

Yes she was going straight to the top of his 'Mad Witches' list he and Sirius had started.

Granted not all girls reacted this way to him, in fact most-all- found him quite cute, funny and...dare he say 'charming'. He began to run through his list of all girls he had dated or gone out with in the past that he might have somehow jilted, before realizing that he was in the future. That he couldn't have ever gone out with this girl.

Sirius was right, he probably did have a son in the future, one that probably looked a lot like him, and most certainly...one that had shafted this girl pretty badly.

After all he had only been short with her for less than a minute out in the hallway, hardly a cause to come blazing in her wand drawn. This was scarcely his fault.

He caught Sirius's eyes, the message in them was clear "this is all your fault"

James sighed, time to rectify the whole situation, even if the girl thought they were mad they could probably convince her to take them to Dumbledore...well Sirius could do the convincing, he bet she would rather choke on her own spit than do him a favor.

He tried to catch the girls eye, not hard since her gaze flew back and forth between him and Lily, a look of extreme perplexity on her face.

Just as he opened his mouth to say something a look of dawning fell across the girls features, she stubbled away from Lily as though she couldn't get away from her any fast enough, and pressed herself against the adjacent wall.

Her eyes widened in horror and she murmured a series of curses that would have made his mother flush. Lily took the chance to scramble off the floor and run to his side, helping him up as well. The sudden movement caused the back of his head to throb painfully.

James looked to see if the girl would do anything but found her still staring at them. It was quite eerie she didn't seem to be looking at him, but rather through him.

"Your...your" she choked.

"James Potter" he supplied, and if possible the girls eyes got even wider. Her face which had been reddened by her anger turned devoid of any color, and still she stared as if she was looking at a ghost.

She shifted her gaze down to Lily and James protectively stood in front if her. He felt another sharp pain but ignored it, he wanted to protect Lily in case the girl tried something again.

But instead she simply gaped some more. Before finally saying." and your..."

When no response came, James looked down to see Lily glaring at the girl with menace. Not looking as if she would answer the girls question anytime soon.

"Uh, she's Lily Evans" he hastily supplied directing both girls stares to him. Lily had turned her glare on him while the girl pondered his response with puzzlement.

"Evens?" she repeated before saying more to herself, " of course, this before she..." she trailed off.

The girl finally turned her eyes in Sirius' direction, and gaped open mouthed, "wow, your..."

Sirius' old habits seemed to have kicked as he smiled cockily at the girl and said "Yes I know, I'm..."

"Green" the girl finished, Sirius stopped mid sentence and looked down at his hands and grimaced.

" Yeah I'd forgotten about that." he said glumly, dropping his charm just as easily as he'd put it on. " Sirius Black, at your service."

A pause as she registered that, then girl began to laugh hysterically, pushing her hair back and shaking her head, she laughed until the laughter began to sound forced, dry. Eventually dissolving into sobs.

James shared a bewildered look with Lily and Sirius, all of them thinking the same thing, should they make a run for it?

But one look at the half/crying half/laughing girl stumbling into one of the chairs against the wall and they knew they wouldn't be able to leave her. No matter how nutters she was.

Eventually her sounds died down and she managed to gaze dully at them from puffy red eyes. Her face resting in her hands propped up by her knees.

"So I'm not mad?" she asked softly. Her voice piercing the quiet of the room.

"Well not comple..." James started before getting cut off by Lily who jabbed him on his side, and threw him a glare before softening her face and turning to the girl.

"No your not." she replied smiling, the girl gave a tentative smile back.

What the hell? Weren't they at each others throats just minutes ago? Wasn't he the one who'd had to keep Lily from saying any of the scathing comment's running through her head to herself. And now they acted like mates and glared at him like he was the mean one.

Bloody women.

"So your all really from the past?"

No-one answered, no response was needed. The girl looked as though she would never have believed any of this is she hadn't been seeing it herself.

"Huh," she breathed, "I think I need to sit down"

James shared a glance with Lily and Sirius again, they were probably all thinking the same thing. "this is going to be a long night"

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Yay! I managed to finally update this. I was thinking about updating my other story in this–brief period in-between exams but decided I was in a happy mood so I'd work on this 'happy' fic instead. For those of you who are also reading "Second Chance" you know what I'm talking about. It's all angst and drama and it will be updated..sometime. Maybe a Christmas miracle?

:-)Till next time(-: