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Part 20 of QQ's HP Fics
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We're Punished Like Failures: We Deserve Less Fun
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2021-12-21
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fresh start

Summary:

Ginny woke up a week before her eleventh birthday with memories of the next seven years, and a war that would ravage her family.

She tried to convince herself it was a nightmare. But she can only lie to herself for so long

Notes:

I think i wrote this for team angst and then I'm not sure it's angsty enough to qualify. I hope you like it anyway Leaf

Chapter 1

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Ginny woke up a week before her eleventh birthday with memories of the next seven years, and a war that would ravage her family.

The first day, she thought it was a weird dream - a nightmare even. Being possessed, Percy running off, Dad nearly dying, Fred actually dying...

But on the second morning she came down the stairs and, though she hadn't remembered the date, just like in her memories, Fred and George and Ron were busy getting scolded about flying the car to collect Harry Potter, who was sitting at the table.

She froze at the entrance to the kitchen, then bolted back up to her room for an entirely different reason than the first time she had lived this day.

It was one thing to interact with her parents and her brothers based on habit alone, while trying not to act weird about her impossible future memories. It was quite another with Harry, who hadn't even met her yet. How was she supposed to interact with him without being inappropriately familiar? They were engaged in her memories, and this Harry had none of the shared experiences that her jokes built upon.

She forced herself to stop and breathe. She did have four years of experience to draw on from when she wasn't dating Harry. She could do this. She would just act normal. As normal as possible.

Ugh, this was going to be hard.

Plus, she'd forgotten just how scrawny he was as a kid. He'd filled out nicely by the time they started dating, but right now he just looked... unhealthy. Mum would feed him until he couldn't eat another morsel, but Ginny worried this breakfast was his first real meal all summer. She wished for the worst of Fred and George's stock to harass the Dursleys with. But Wheezes wouldn't be up and running for almost another four years. Shame, that.

Ginny shook her head forcefully, chasing away the future memories and thoughts of retribution to focus on the moment. Harry Potter was downstairs and she was going to befriend him properly, not act like a flighty teenager with a crush.

Chapter 2

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When the diary showed up inside her transfiguration textbook, Ginny stared at it for a long while.

The time with Harry visiting hadn't gone at all the way she remembered it - probably because she had actually been able to talk to him - and she had let herself hope and pretend that her memories of a future were just an absurdly detailed dream.

But the diary was exactly as she remembered it, down to the name stamped into it in gold. T. M. Riddle.

She couldn't lie to herself anymore.

She dripped ink onto the first page of the diary, carefully not writing anything, hoping, wishing she was wrong

The ink vanished into the first page.

She slammed the cover shut. She would not write in it, she was not falling for it again. She couldn't live with herself if her negligence got someone actually killed this time. Too many people had gotten too close...

But Harry had explained to her about the horcruxes in the future that no one else remembered. The diary had been one of them. He'd been another.

If she only had her memories from thirteen or fifteen, she might have taken the diary straight to Dad. But she knew about the horcruxes, and she didn't know who to talk to them about except Dumbledore.

She was probably going to have to tell him about the time travel too. Hopefully this wouldn't create an awful paradox.

Dumbledore had better come up with a solution that didn't involve Harry dying this time. The sooner she told him, the more time he would have to figure it out, right? The rest of the world thought Harry had bluffed Voldemort somehow, that day but he'd told her the truth. She didn't trust that he would survive the killing curse again. She wasn't willing to risk it.

She ought to write down everything she knew, everything relevant that she ought to tell to Dumbledore, to make sure she wouldn't forget it.

Ginny caught herself reaching for Tom's diary and scowled. She pulled out her wand and silently cast a detection spell no first year would know. There wasn't actually a compulsion charm on it, just the horcrux itself. Well, she assumed the horcrux was responsible for the ambiguous result. It wasn't exactly a common curse.

Either way, she would have to be careful.

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