𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.

𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. GINVERA MOLLY WEASLEY ( GINNY ) 𝐀𝐆𝐄. APPEARS TWENTY. 𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄. GRYFFINDOR. 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓. SHE IS THE ONLY DAUGHTER AND YOUNGEST CHILD OF MOLLY AND ARTHUR WEASLEY. SHE CURRENTLY IS A PROFESSIONAL QUIDDITCH PLAYER FOR THE HOLYHEAD HARPIES.

Even though she still had to find her boys, just seeing one of her kids made her feel some sense of relief. And the fact that her daughter wasn’t freaking out about her sudden change of appearance made Molly feel even more relieved. “Jealous? Of what? You’ve always been stunning since the day you were born so you have no reason to be jealous, dear.” A small sound slipped her lips ( almost like a yelp ) when Ginny pulled her into a rather tight embrace and the elder let out a light laugh as she hugged her back just as tight. When they pulled apart she watched as the other looked around and at her questioning, Molly sighed deeply. “I haven’t seen any of the boys. I have run across Victoire, though.” She paused before smiling slightly and lowered her voice. “And Sirius.” Molly then reached for her daughter’s hand and gave it a squeeze before giving her a reassuring smile. “We’ll find them, honey. Don’t worry.”

                      her mother's compliment did make ginny feel a bit more at ease. she wasn't one to ever feel insecure & that showed in how she carried herself. ginny was always confident & fierce, it never faltered. honestly, seeing her mother look so beautiful ( she was beautiful no matter what ) at such a young age had made ginny grateful. grateful for the fact that she had such amazing genes that contributed to her own beauty. if this was how her mother looked alone, then she was sure that her father wouldn't be that far off. there was a laugh that escaped her at the sound that had escaped her mother & gave her a look of sincerity when she pulled away. her fingers had immediately laced with her mother's as she nodded slowly in response to her mother's encouragement.

               Draco  had  hardly  slept  since  he  got  to  Hogsmeade,  despite  managing  to  find  a  place  he  could  call  his  own  for  the  time  being.  Seeing  his  old  classmates  in  younger  bodies  was  one  thing,  but  seeing  his  deceased  wife  was  quite  another,  and  he  couldn’t  help  but  worry  about  just  who  else  might  come  back  from  the  dead  next.  He  could  get  lucky  and  have  someone  like  Crabbe  come  back,  but  it  could  also  be  much,  much  worse.  He’d  been  walking  home  when  he  felt  someone  bump  his  shoulder.  Sure,  he  was  annoyed,  but  he  was  prepared  to  let  it  go  until  the  person  spoke  and  he  couldn’t  hold  back.

               “  Who  are  you  calling  a  freak?  ”  He  spat  back.  Draco  wasn’t  a  fan  of  being  yelled  at,  but  especially  not  for  something  that  wasn’t  his  fault.  “  Didn’t  your  mother  ever  tell  you  to  pay  attention  when  you’re  walking?  ”

                      cassie had brushed off her clothes as if the person she had clashed with was infectious. chocolate-like hues had rolled in playful annoyance at the male's words. the smug smirk on her features was something that someone would have to slap off in order for her expression to change. there was a curt tilt of her head as she looked at the male up & down, a brow slowly raising at him. a snort of a laugh had escaped her before she had cleared her throat, the smirk still quite evident on her features. the quip moment of silence between them seemed deafening & she wasn't exactly sure how to break the news to the blonde. this was going to be fun.

               Sirius  had  to  admit  that  the  hug  took  him  by  surprise.  Not  that  he  minded,  he’d  always  liked  the  youngest  Weasley,  but  he  wasn’t  necessarily  used  to  anyone  wanting  to  hug  him.  He  supposed  the  circumstances  made  it  alright,  though.  He  almost  wished  he’d  been  able  to  talk  to  her  more  than  he  had,  but  time  was  an  important  thing  back  then  and  he  was  afraid  that  he  didn’t  have  much  of  it  as  it  was.

               Sirius  was  never  about  to  admit  that  he’d  watched  over  anyone.  Sure,  it  was  a  lovely  thought,  but  also  a  bit  creepy  if  you  really  think  about  it.  “  I  wasn’t  gonna  say  anything,  but  yeah,  I  saw.  Bloody  hell,  he  really  is  just  like  his  father.  James  Potter  was  a  lot  of  things,  but  good  with  words  was  never  one  of  them.  ”  He  chuckled.  “  But  I’m  happy  for  you,  really.  ”

                      maybe the hug was a bit overstepping but the circumstances had justified it. if sirius was here in the flesh before her, then that meant— no, she shouldn't be getting her hopes up. she had to see it to believe it. what was important right now was the fact that sirius was here in the flesh & all she could think of was that harry needed this. sirius was an intregal part of all their lives but more for harry than anyone else. maybe that was why ginny had felt a bit more emotional than she would upon seeing the male because she knew harry would feel happy. his happiness & comfort mattered to her more than anything else.

                    walking  around  diagon  alley,  fred  noticed  that  not  much  had  changed  about  the  place  …  and  if  it  did,  he  didn’t  remember  the  fine  details  of  it  all.  blue  eyes  searched  the  buildings  to  fall  upon  the  familiar  font  of  ollivander’s  shop,  looking  into  the  window  at  the  display  of  wands  and  probably  hadn’t  changed  in,  well,  since  the  beginning  of  time  since  ollivander  was  obviously  immortal.  obviously.  a  voice  came  from  behind  him  that  pulled  him  from  the  deep  thoughts  he  didn’t  realize  he  was  having  about  the  old  wand  maker.  he  turned  to  glance  quickly,  wondering  if  the  person  was  talking  to  him.  the  motion  led  him  into  doing  double  and  triple  takes  before  he  finally  saw  ginny  standing  in  front  of  him.    ❝  ginny?  ❞

                    he  turned  toward  her  and  closed  the  distance  between  them  to  wrap  her  in  a  tight  hug.  he  hadn’t  been  back  for  long  but  he  hadn’t  expected  to  run  into  a  family  member  so  quickly.  she  looked  as  if  she  hadn’t  aged  a  single  day  since  he  had  last  remembered  seeing  her.  he  pulled  away  from  her,  a  hand  moving  to  cup  her  cheek  for  a  moment.    ❝  i  never  thought  i’d  say  this,  but  i’m  glad  to  see  you,  ginny.  ❞  the  hint  of  a  playful  tone  teasing  his  words.    ❝  what  happened?  ❞

                      ginny wasn't one that was keen on affection. growing up with six elder brothers could do that to a woman but it didn't take away from the fact that they'd do anything for each other. the night of the battle was still fresh in her mind despite it being decades ago, the news & the image of fred's lifeless body still haunted her from time to time. the relationship between her now five siblings & ginny had changed drastically but she knew it affected george the most. having become more accustomed to george over the years, could she be blamed for the double take she took at the familiar red-head before her ? this was too good to be true. it had to be.                                                               ‘   f— fred ?   ’  

Something strange was definitely going on in the Wizarding world and Molly wasn’t sure what it was. For one thing, she woke up in the middle of Hogsmeade in utter confusion. Somehow, she managed to find Sirius while also finding out how much younger she actually looked. It was strange. Walking around Hogsmeade, she hoped to find her children or at least one of them. There were rumors going around about how the dead were coming back to life and Molly wondered if she would see Fred’s alive once again. Curiousity got the best of her when she spotted a familiar head of long red hair and a smile curled onto her lips. “I’m sorry, dear. I didn’t mean to startle you,” she apologized with a slight laugh. She stepped closer to her daughter and nodded. “Mum doesn’t look too bad nowadays, eh?” 

                      for ginny, it was like looking into a mirror. she had always seen photos of her mother when she was younger & had always thought her to be a looker. ginny could understand why she had been such a catch back in her hogwarts days. her mother was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. her looks didn't falter when she got older either but she was sure insecurities got the best of all of them. the redhead had slowly curled her lips into a smile before pulling her mother into quite the embrace; so tight that she was sure she was suffocating her. once she had pulled away, she had gotten a good look at her mother & her smile only grew.   ‘   wow... it's alright— i mean, it is alright. i'm just— wow. mummy, you're absolutely a looker, you know that ? i think i'm a bit jealous.   ’   her tone was playful but then her brows had furrowed as she took in the others around her.

               Sirius  was  very  slowly  getting  used  to  the  frankly  terrifying  situation  he  was  in,  made  slightly  better  by  the  terrified  people  that  surrounded  him.  He  wasn’t  alone,  and  for  some  reason  no  one  was  running  to  send  him  back  to  Azkaban.  Not  that  he  was  complaining.  He  hadn’t  been  a  free  man  in  so  long  that  he’d  nearly  forgotten  what  it  felt  like.  

               Of  course  he  knew  Ginny.  If  not  just  because  of  his  friendship  with  Arthur  and  Molly,  there  was  also  the  fact  that  she  and  his  godson  shared  puppy  dog  eyes  every  time  they  looked  at  each  other.  Had  he  expected  to  see  her  there?  No,  but  again,  he    wasn’t  complaining.  “  In  the  flesh.  ”  He  chuckled  softly.  “  You’re  treating  my  godson  well,  I  hope.  ”

                      ginny wasn't as close to sirius prior to his death but it didn't change the fact that he had a significant impact on all of their lives. she could recognize his voice anywhere from the summer during fourth year she had spent back & forth at twelfth grimmauld place. while her parents had attended order meetings, ginny was always a curious one. it always resulted in her being caught by the male several times, more than she'd like to admit. a scoff of disbelief had escaped her as well as some sort of sound mixed with relief & shock. the redhead had pulled her elder into a tight embrace as if to prove to herself that he wasn't a figment of her imagination. that he was really there. pulling away, ginny had wiped at her eyes with the back of her hands & let out a chuckle at his words.

Ellery  had  a  pretty  big  fear  of  the  unknown,  so  waking  up  in  Hogsmeade  when  he’d  fallen  asleep  in  his  own  bed  the  night  before  was  a  pretty  new  situation.  He  was  terrified,  but  there  were  clearly  people  who  were  more  freaked  out  than  he  was,  and  that  was  saying  something.  It  wasn’t  in  his  nature  to  just  walk  away.  “  Whoa,  okay,  hey,  uh…  ”  The  blonde  held  out  his  hands,  trying  to  calm  the  other  person  down  as  much  as  possible.  “  Are  you  okay?  Is  there  something  I  can  help  you  with?  ”

                      cassie was calm for the most part. she was never one to get freaked out easily & honestly ? everyone freaking out around her only caused her face to contort in disgust. there was a roll of her eyes at some of the yelps of confusion & she was about to just apparate away but there was something forbidding her. what the fuck ? a gasp had escaped her when she felt hands hold onto her & she pushed them off immediately with a groan following after.   ‘   first, don't touch me again. second, i don't need your help... thank you very much.   ’   cassie had brushed off her shoulders as if his touch might've been contagious before chocolate-like eyes had started to study him. he seemed a bit more freaked out than she admittedly was.

               Sirius  had  accepted  his  death,  honestly.  He  knew  Harry  was  more  than  capable  of  handling  everything,  and  he  left  his  godson  in  the  most  capable  hands  he  could  think  of.  Hell,  he  knew  that  Molly  alone  would  be  enough  of  a  force  to  be  reckoned  with.  So,  it  was  safe  to  say  that  he  hadn’t  expected  to  wake  up  in  the  middle  of  Hogsmeade,  and  it  wasn’t  until  he  caught  a  glimpse  of  himself  in  a  shop  window  that  his  eyes  went  wide.  “  Merlin,  what  have  I  gotten  myself  into  this  time?  ”

                      great. out of all the places on merlin's retched earth & it had to be hogsmeade ? it couldn't be france or japan ? at least in those countries she wasn't surrounded by wizards that made her stomach churn at the sight of them. if no one had reacted to the fact that they all looked years younger, cassie wouldn't have noticed the difference. she might have been twenty-eight but she hadn't aged drastically like the others; she guessed she had her asian genes to be grateful for. the only reason she had taken it into account was because her hair was blonde. the last time she had dyed her hair was seven years ago. fuck me. well, at least, she looked good. she would've caused a fourth wizarding war if she had woken up & looked as disheveled as hell.

               Draco  was  hardly  the  same  person  he  was  during  his  Hogwarts  days,  but  there  were  still  a  few  things  that  were  unacceptable  to  him.  Waking  up  in  the  middle  of  the  street  was  one  of  them.  His  automatic  assumption  was  that  his  son  has  something  to  do  with  it,  probably  with  Potter’s  son  right  by  his  side.  So,  he  sat  up  on  his  elbow,  using  his  other  hand  to  rub  at  his  eyes  as  he  groaned.  “  Scorpius,  what’s  the  meaning  of  this?  ”

                      ginny hated surprises. growing up with six older brothers & being the only girl amongst them, there was nothing that could get past her. but this ? this had caught her completely off guard. it had freaked her out. one moment, she was laying out game plans for the next qudditch cup. the next, she had awoken in hogsmeade. a place she hadn't bothered to think of in years. ginny had let out a groan as the throbbing sensation in her head, two fingers rubbing at her temples to ease away at the pain. her eyes had closed for a moment & despite her ongoing migraine, she felt great. probably the best she had felt in over twenty— wait.   ‘   merlin, you've got to be kidding me.   ’  that was when it had hit her.