Chapter 2

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       Just be prepared for another cliffhanger at the end!               

                  "HARRY? HARRY?!" Harry was staring at my forehead. Ginny glanced at where he was looking too, she gasped. "WHAT? What is it, Ginny?! I demanded. Ginny and Harry both stuttered, "You-yo-your fo-fore-he-head!" I jumped off of my bed and ran to the bathroom mirror, while Harry and Ginny numbly followed. 

                I screamed! Harry and Ginny broke into a run, thinking I was in danger again. There it was, on my forehead. A scar. Like the symbol of the Deathly Hallows, but without the Elder Wand. Harry and Ginny only hugged me, we all were numb, not knowing what else to do.

THE NEXT DAY

              I was walking downstairs to eat breakfast, when I heard  Harry and Ginny speaking in hushed whispers, "Ginny, I'm telling you! His life is exactly like mine! His parents died fighting Voldemort! Some weirdo came at night and gave him a scar-" "Are you suggesting that Voldemort is coming back?" "Gin, I-"  "And worst of all, are you saying that we are just as bad parents as that blasted uncle and aunt of yours?!" "Gin, I'm not saying ANY of that! I was just saying that another wizard is after us, for some reason. All I mean is, that we need to look after Teddy, ok?" Ginny huffed, "Fine. But if you're the reason Teddy is in danger- "Yes, yes I'll get pummeled." Ginny chuckled, but Harry kissed her. I gagged silently.

           "Ginny, what's for breakfast?" Ginny blushed briefly, but recovered and said, "French toast." When last night's events came back to me, I hesitated to ask Harry something, "Harry?" "Yes, Teddy?" "What's this?" I lifted up my turquoise hair to show the triangle with a circle in it, embedded permanently into my skin. "Bud.." "Harry! Please, I need to know! It is MY scar!" Ginny interfered, "Uh, uh, uh! He is WAY to young!" (like that piece of Molly Weasley in there?) "Sorry Ginny, but he needs to know." She huffed, but didn't say anything. "Ok Ted, your scar," "Uh-huh," I said eagerly. He smiled, "is like mine, it was given by a dark wizard." I gasped. 

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