Ginger Malfoy

Fighting and Fear

It was a few days after Hermione's confession to Ron when Ginger and Rose received her reply.  The truth hurt a bit, especially for Rose, who was now joining her mother in the mourning of her brother who was never to exist.  It was also a bit exciting however, for now they knew with "ninety-eight percent certainty," as Rose had said, that they were part of an alternate timeline and that something in their parent's past had changed to make it this way.

Ginger found it very difficult to not be able to tell the truth to Alex.  He was still one of her closest friends and she wanted to be able to trust him, but the Gryffindors made her swear not to tell anyone.  Rose had told Albus, but no one else was to know.  

Ginger thought it was rather unfair, considering the fact that Alex's parentage and personality was affected as well, but she didn't want to make that argument, because then she'd have to admit what she'd done in her dream to try and make Alex remember her, and if she admitted that then her sharp-witted cousin would guess what had happened in real life.  

Ginger still wasn't comfortable with the fact that she had been kissed by both Albus and Alex, and she had no idea what to think or who to choose.  She'd rather avoid the entire situation, so she chose not to fight for Alex's right to know what was going on.

Rose had been furiously reading, writing, and researching ever since she had gotten her mother's letter.  She was incredibly frustrated with her findings.  There was no mention of a silver twin to the time turners in any of the books at Hogwarts, and Rose was worried that the piece her mother had found was riddled with dark magic and had produced damaging hallucinations rather than true visions of the past and future.  If that was true, then Ginger's hallucination was involved in this dark magic as well and no one at Hogwarts was safe.

Ginger disagreed wholeheartedly.  She knew that what she had seen was real, at least in another lifetime.  She wished that someone who went to Hogwarts with her parents had kept a diary of some sort, one that would detail on the everyday drama of the students, one that would show how the relationships between the different houses and how those relationships could have changed.  

However, anyone who would have been keeping that specific and personal of a diary probably wouldn't want it read, especially by people who aren't from their generation and might judge them more harshly than their peers would.

It was on one of many an afternoon spent by Ginger and Rose in the library that trouble began to stir.  

Alex, Levee, and Josh were sitting together at a table on the far end of the library, talking quickly and quietly to each other like they had an incredibly large secret they were discussing.  Ginger couldn't help herself from looking angrily at them; she wished she were sitting right along with them.  She and Alex had been growing apart lately and though she knew Levee and Josh were bad news, she really wanted to impress Alex and become close with him again.  

Ginger had no idea what she had done wrong to make Alex act this way.  Ever since he had gotten called up to the Headmistress' office that day in Potions, he had been acting strange around her and had rebuilt his group of friends so that she wasn't included.  She found it odd and disagreeable and again, she didn't like not knowing things.  

Rose tapped Ginger on the shoulder and she gasped, surprised by the action.  

"Wow, so jumpy," Rose giggled.

Ginger scowled.  "What?"

"Take a look at Levee."

Ginger took a glance at the golden-haired girl and frowned.  She looked to be in complete concentration.  She seemed to be holding Josh and Alex in some sort of constant bay.  They were completely frozen, as if time had stopped around them.  Levee took a deep breath and her lips formed the numbers, "one.. two.. three."