Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER EVEN THOUGH THAT WOULD BE SO TOTALLY AWESOME!

Author's Notes:

Hi everyone! This is my first ever Harry Potter story! Let me tell you more about it:

This story is set in the future, as you will find out as you read it. Melanie is Ron and Hermione's 3rd child, and since I wrote this story last year I don't know how good it is compared to my current writing. Don't forget to check out my other stories as well! Please review if you like this story! Tell me what you like most about it, and what I need to change in it if there is anything to change. Thanks, and enjoy the story!

Chapter 1

It was a dark and stormy night…just kidding. It wasn't dark or stormy. It was a regular day, with the sun high in the sky. Hermione Weasley was laying in a hospital bed, a crying baby with dark red hair and green eyes in her arms.

"Our third one, Ron," she said softly to a tall man with flaming red hair kneeling next to her.

"Have you thought of a name yet?" he asked.

"I've come up with a few, but I've decided to call her Melanie Jean," she said, cradling the baby girl.

"I think it's a wonderful name," Ron agreed.

Five years later…

Melanie was on her tiptoes, trying to reach Dad's wand that was on the dresser. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and whirled around as her mother walked through the door.

"Mel! What are you doing?" she exclaimed.

"I wanted to practice holding a wand. You guys do it, and Rosie get to do it, so why can't I?" she said.

Hermione sighed. "You're too young, sweetheart," she said for the fourth time that week.

"I want to do magic!" Melanie shouted in frustration. She stomped off to her room and flopped onto her bed.

A couple hours later she heard a knock on the door downstairs. She heard her mom open the door and say in her sweetest voice, "Hello, may I help you?"

The answer was too quiet for Melanie to hear, so she went downstairs to the front entryway only to find her mother lying on the floor and two men stepping over her body and heading to the kitchen.

Melanie was terrified. Who were these men? What were they doing? She crept around so she could see them better. They were wearing big black cloaks and silver masks so she couldn't see their faces. One of them turned around, and before Melanie could hide, he ran towards her, got out his wand and, FLASH, everything was black.

She was spinning. She felt like she was being forced into a tube that was way too tight, and then she was falling, and then it wasn't so dark anymore. She stood up. She was in a black brick hallway with glowing white lines outlining the bricks. There was a door in front of her with a large gold doorknob right in the center. There was darkness behind her. She decided to head towards the door, since that was the only place to go. She opened the door handle, and walked into a room with a whole line of identical doors. Which one? she thought.

She decided to go with a door on the left. She turned the door handle and walked in to a room filled with glass cases and hourglasses of all different sizes inside them. There was one door on a case that was wide open. There was a label on the door that said '10-Year Time Traveling' but, of course, she didn't know that because she couldn't read yet. She stood on her tiptoes, trying to reach the hourglass on the bottom shelf. She could just barely reach it. She jumped up to bring it forward so she could grab it. It was large and heavier than she thought. She loved playing with things like this, so she turned it over so she could watch the glowing sand fall to the lower section. Since it was taking so long, she flipped it back to its original position. She let it fall some, then she turned it over again, and then again.

Suddenly, she felt everything spinning around her. She felt like she was on a merry-go-round at the playground. As she was spinning, she saw everything changing. People were very quickly walking backwards and moving around her. She tried to call out to them but her voice didn't work. Then, everything stopped.

She spotted a person walking towards her from the direction she came from. When he spotted her, he jerked and yelped in shock.

"What are you doing here?!" he said, extremely confused.

"Some scary men brought me here," Melanie said, relieved to see another person.

"What is your name?" he asked her.

"Melanie Weasley."

"Come on, I know a Weasley who works here on this floor. I'll take you to him. And, what are you doing with that?" he asked, pointing to the hourglass in Melanie's hand.

"Oh, just looking."

The man looked at her warily, wondering if his suspicions were correct.

"Come along," he decided.

They walked back through the door that Melanie came from, through the first door, and into that dark, eerie hallway. The man was heading for the darkness, which soon opened up into a lighted area. There was a lift in front of them, and two hallways with doors on either side. He turned right and Melanie followed him. After that the hallways twisted and turned and finally, they reached a door with a plaque that said, 'Weezley'. The man knocked on the door and a voice answered, "Come in!"

"Oh, it's you, Broderick," said a man with flaming red hair and glasses as they stepped into the small office. "And who's this charming young maiden with you?"

"I was hoping you could answer that, Arthur," said Broderick.

It was then that Melanie recognized the man in the office. "Grandpa?"

Arthur Weasley looked surprised. "Do I know you?"

"Grandpa, it's me, Melanie! Don't you remember?" Melanie said, getting slightly worried.

"I'm not that old, my dear. I don't have any grandchildren yet," said Arthur, getting confused.

"I believe she's had a bit of a shocking experience, Arthur. I found her in the Department of Mysteries, wandering around. She seems to have gotten extremely lost," explained Broderick.

"I see. Well, what are we to do with this young lady?" asked Arthur.

"Well, she told me her parents were Hermione and Ron Weasley," he answered. "Isn't that one of you're sons?"

"Ronald is my son, but he's only five years old! It must be some other Ron. Are you feeling alright, my dear?" Arthur asked Melanie.

"I am a little dizzy," Mel answered.

"Well, I hope you recover soon. I don't think you're right in the head. We need to take her somewhere while she's recuperating," he said, turning to Broderick. "I can't take her. Molly is far too busy to have an extra child right now. It will overwork her."

"I can't take her, either. I have nothing to take care of a little girl at my place."

"Well, there must be some way, oh, how about we take her to the orphanage. If her parents are looking for her, they might check there," Arthur suggested.

"Alright. I'll take her right now, since I have time off for lunch,"

and he gestured for Melanie to walk back out the door and into the dark hallway. Then he went up to the Atrium on level 8 and disapparated with Melanie to the orphanage.

When they arrived, he brought her in and explained to the Matron that Melanie was confused and told her to take care of her until her parents came for her. The matron agreed, staring at Broderick's strange attire, and bid goodbye to him as he turned to leave.

Melanie got used to life at the orphanage. She met other boys and girls, and slept and ate there every day. She was just fine. Her parents, on the other hand, were not.

"Hermione? Hermione!" Ron ran over to his wife who was lying on the floor. He noticed that she was stunned, but that it was by two wands at the same time. He took out his wand and revived her, but something was different.

"Hermione, what happened? Where's Melanie? I can't find her anywhere!" said Ron, sounding worried.

"Melanie? Who's Melanie?" Hermione said, still a little groggy.

"Melanie, your daughter, you don't remember?" said Ron, now really worried.

"No, I don't have a daughter named Melanie. I have two kids named Rose and Hugo," said Hermione, wondering if Ron was being sane.

"Are you alright, Ron?"

"I think the question needing to be asked is, are you alright?"

Please don't forget to review! Tell me what you like and don't like in the story. I hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter is already written and will be out if I'm satisfied with the review number. Thank you!