Chapter 1 Confused?
“Today we are telling you the story of how we won the war” Headmistress Potter States, standing in the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The year was 1997, we were standing across from Voldemort. Harry to the left, laying dead in Hagrid's arms, my father keeping me from running towards him. Smirking at our obvious emotions he shouts “Harry Potter is Dead”, Death Eaters Cheer. Glancing at each other, The Students, Teachers, and Order all slowly stand up straight. Neville steps forward, “You may have killed Dumbledore, you may have killed Harry, but you haven't killed the fire in our hearts”. Continuing from where he stops “You haven’t killed us and for that we will kill you” I state with a look of pure hatred in my eyes, as well as in my stance. Suddenly Harry rolls out of Hagrid’s arms with a stunning spell aimed directly at Nagini. With that we all scatter except for the Golden Trio and myself, We stand across from The Dark Lord, wands in hand, Dark lord staring at us. Spells flying from both the Light and the Dark, a shield around us so runaway spells can’t hit us.
Suddenly the trio falls to the floor, I look around trying to see if someone cast a spell without us realizing, Voldemort has a confused look on his face. “What did you do, why did they pass out?” I yell in the direction of the Dark Lord while I suddenly get dizzy, then hit the floor. Before hitting the floor I hear a yell, “I didn’t do anything”.
Waking up, I’m in my room at the burrow, back as 11yrs old. Just as I sit up Ron creeps in “Ginny are you awake”. I look over and nod, grab my wand from under my pillow and light one of my candles that sits on my table “yeah, why are we 11 again, what's going on”. He fully enters and sits down on the edge of my bed, while I swing my legs so I'm also sitting on the edge. “I don’t know, wish I did, what I do know is that we are somehow the same age. I went downstairs to get a glass of water confused and I saw our Hogwarts letters, they were both first year letters”.
I groan “Come on” Leaning back onto my bed harshly. “I know, we need to get into contact with the other two, if they came back as well, cause they must be as confused as us” Ron says, laying back as well. “Well we should probably wait till morning cause it looks to be like 5 in the morning, no one will be up this early” I state glancing at my window quickly. Ron nods, standing up “You're right, see you at breakfast then” He smiles at me before leaving my room. I look around my old room and smile, before deciding I'm not gonna be able to sleep so I get up and go over to my bookshelf. Which sits across from my door, to the right of my dresser, which sits next to my bed. Glancing at each book I realize it's all story books, both wizarding and muggle, I don't remember where the muggle books came from, only that dad is the one who got them.
Smiling, I look over at my desk and see my first year school books, I grab the Potions textbook before going and sitting up against my headboard. After a couple minutes of reading, I realize when I take time to actually read my textbooks everything makes sense but that I can't focus in my room. So instead of just putting the book down I get up and go down to the living room, sit down in the yellow chair and read for the next couple hours. At 8am on the dot, Mom comes down and doesn’t notice me as she starts making breakfast, till she glances at the Weasley clock of course, which says Home, instead of bed. “Ginny what are you doing up so early, usually I have to wake you up” She says over her shoulder as she continues making breakfast. I closed the book and set it on the table, getting up. “I woke up early and couldn’t fall back to sleep so I decided to get a head start on my school books.” She looks over with a wooden spoon in hand “Well then you can help make breakfast, you will need to know how anyway, all girls should know how to cook”. I smile uncomfortably before joining her and helping, “Mom can Charlie and Bill take Ron and I to the Muggle world today, If they aren’t busy that is”. She glances over at me, putting the final touches on the pancakes before responding “I suppose but remember you go to start school next week, we don’t need you getting hurt right before you go”. I Smile nodding before running up the stairs and banging on each door yelling “BREAKFAST” my brothers yelling at me as I go back downstairs.