“Penny are you ready? We have to leave in five minutes or we will be late for the inauguration?” yelled Ted from his living room.

“Yes Ted, I am almost done. Keep your hair on,” replied Penny from their bedroom.

She came downstairs and twirled in front of Ted, who was sitting on the couch. He gave her an appreciating glance and said,”Before you ask yes you look stunning and the dress does not make you look fat.”

Penny laughed,”Alright then, let’s go. Hermione said the whole Weasley family will be there and Harry has asked me to welcome the children since I am their healer and all.”

“You know this is one of the things I love about you. Even in the toughest time you are absolutely jubilant,”said Ted as he got up.

Penny walked up to him and helped him put on his jacket and said,”It’s not that. Hermione says this is important for Harry. I mean she said that he has named it after his previous girlfriend,Ginny. He wants us to be happy. Plus Jennifer is on our side. I don’t think she will just stand by and see her best friend being sent to Azkaban. I trust her.”

“Yes but don’t pressure her,” said Ted warningly.

“I won’t. Do you think I am stupid?” said Penny really stung.

“No that’s not what I meant,” added Ted hastily and sighed,”I just think that we shouldn’t get our hopes up.”

“But it doesn’t hurt to be a little optimistic, does it?”

“No, you are right. Anyway, let’s go. While you were getting ready Mrs.Hudson flooed . John has reached there and is having dinner.”

He took her arm and apparated them to Godric’s Hollow.

The entrance was quite huge. It was decorated with blue and white balloons and festoons. There was a wide staircase at the centre at the end of the entrance hall. There were two long corridors on either side of entrance that led to staff quarters and administrative offices. There was huge board at the top saying,

The infrastructure was beautiful. The building was painted with a mango yellow colour on walls and forest green colours on pillars. The whole infrastructure wa developed as old 18th century heritage buildings. The land was airy and breezy. It housed a 10 acre garden, 5 acre play-park and a quidditch pitch. There was a huge lake on the southern side of the park. There were a lot of people.

“Ted!Penny!”

They turned around and saw Ron rushing towards them.”Hey guys! Took you long enough huh?”

He hugged them both and said,”Come on, there is a big conference room right through this corridor where the children will be welcomed and there will be speeches and stuff. The best part is Harry is going to give a speech.”

They made their way through the throng of people and Ron led them to a huge room full of floating candles in the air. Room didn’t even cover what this was. It was more like an auditorium. It had a dome type roof. There was big stage at the centre of which there was a rectangular object which was about three foot high. It was covered with a white cloth. In front of it sat an unlit lamp which came up to half the height of the object. There was also a podium on the right side of the stage. Ron led them to first row of seats in the auditorium. There were several red haired members standing there along with some guys Ted recognized from Auror offices and several renowned wizards including the Ministry of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt.

“Penny! Ted!” Hermione greeted them rather excitedly for a nine months pregnant woman. She was looking beautiful in a full length cream dress with red and and green flowers printed all over.

“Hermione you look lovely,” said Penny as she bent down to kiss her cheek. After Ted exchanged pleasantries with her, Ron introduced them to the rest of his family whom they had never met before, except for George and Bill Weasley, since George’s defensive-line products had made him quite famous in England. After that they took sets and Penny was seated beside Hermione. She tapped Hermione on her shoulder and asked,”What’s that big object on the stage?”

“Oh it’s a portrait of Ginny. Didn’t Harry tell you?” asked Hermione.

Penny shook her head.

“Harry had, one of our Hogwarts classmates Dean Thomas draw a portrait of Ginny. That’s him over there,” said Hermione pointing to a tall and dark guy standing beside the stage talking to someone.”This place is heavily guarded because the paparazzi has been hammering everyone related to Harry about all this and Harry is just determined to keep the press out of this.He is going to speak about her today. This will be the first time he is going to speak about Ginny since she- you know,”

Penny nodded. She understood very well the pain of losing loved one. She couldn’t even fathom what she would do if she lost Ted, given his job. She asked Hermione another question about Ginny to distract herself from her thoughts.

“What was Ginny like? Only answer that if it’s okay with you. I will understand. It’s just that I’ve heard so much about her from you and Ron, I am curious. Harry has never mentioned her. I’ve never even seen a photo of her.”

“It’s okay. It’s just really painful. Ron has lost two of his siblings to the war so it’s painful to talk for him too, but he likes to talk about them too. Every on their birthdays we all get together, go to the cemetery and then talk about their antics and share anecdotes the whole day. On Ginny’s birthday, Harry shuts himself off from everyone. He has always had the hardest time to accept it. He was never like this, even when his godfather Sirius died,” Hermione sighed and continued,”You know before Ginny, Harry was okay with his life. He lived, he breathed. Even with all the rumours about him being the chosen one he was okay. But after getting together with Ginny, he realized he could be happy too. I will never forget the look of contentment in his eyes, he had every time he had her in his arms. She was cheery, feisty, funny and beautiful and one of the kindest people I had ever known. She was an incredible friend. She was a fantastic Quidditch player. You know during practices at Hogwarts, Harry had difficulties looking away from her and keep his eyes on the snitch. I lost count of how many bludger injuries he got during his practices. I mean only Ginny could distract him from Quidditch. No one else. He just felt like he had everything, when she was with him. After his sixth year he had to break up with her, because the three of us were not coming to Hogwarts and Harry was afraid someone would find out that she was his girlfriend and hurt her. She didn’t like it but she accepted his decision calmly. She expected nothing less from him. She understood him in a way no one ever could. Not even Ron and I. And when he got back together with her after the war, it was like his life was complete. He asked me, how she would feel if he asked her to marry him. I was shocked. I knew that he loved her more than anything but being through everything that he had, you would think he would want a normal, carefree life without any responsibilities. I asked him what was the rush now. I told him everything I felt about the proposal. He said being with Ginny makes him feel normal. He said that life had never been fair to him and he wanted to hold onto the only good thing in his life. Of course Ginny had her own dreams and he decided to wait for her,”explained Hermione with tears in her eyes and continued,”But sometimes it feels even surreal to me. That Ginny is not here with us. I mean the fact that it’s really been ten years since her death is unbelievable. I can’t even imagine how Harry feels. He still keeps a photo of her in his wallet. Ron tells me that during tough times in missions, he would go in a corner and discreetly go and stare at her photo sometime. Ron being Harry’s best friend knows all this. He is very tight lipped about her to anyone other than us. You know during the war, the three of us lived in a tent. And we used to take turns in keep watch for Death Eaters and snatchers. He had a map. Of Hogwarts with people’s names on it. You would even know the movements of everyone inside Hogwarts in that map. At that time he used to just stare at her dot all night long. He would stare at it till he fell asleep. It was like his only assurance that she was safe. He didn’t just love her Penny. She was his soulmate. The only reason for his existence. And it’s gone now. She is gone. Taking with her our old Harry,”she said and started sobbing.

Ron who had been listening their conversation put his arms around her. Penny saw Mr.Weasley doing the same with Mrs.Weasley, both of them crying. The lights suddenly dimmed and someone from the stage cleared their throat quite noisily. Penny looked up to see a black man with dreadlocks standing at the podium.

“Good Evening everyone! Welcome to the inauguration of Cavallo House. I am Lee Jordan, as most of you already know,” he said with a wink to which there were small chuckles,”We have gathered here today, to open this little orphanage for those children who are misfortune and force to grow without love around them. Mr.Harry James Potter is the founder and sole sponsor of this organisation,” the whole hall erupted in applause.

“Now I would like to call Mr.Potter on the stage and tell us more about this orphanage. Ladies and Gentlemen! Mr.Harry Potter!”

More applause erupted and Harry appeared on the stage. He shook hands with Lee and stood at the podium, waiting for the applause to die. A minute later the applause died and he started speaking.

“Good Evening everyone! Thank You all for coming here. We are gathered here on a very important day. Today is the tenth anniversary of the day WE defeated Voldemort,” more applause followed and he said,”The reason I said ‘we’ because I wasn’t alone in this whole ordeal. I always had help in defeating Voldemort. Countless people helped me. And I can say it with full guarantee that I wouldn't have been able to do all of those things, that I have done till today, singlehandedly. When word got spread that Harry Potter is going to open his own orphanage, the public insisted that I speak something. Why am I opening this orphanage? Why is it named Cavallo?. Such questions were asked. And I’ve waited till today to answer those questions.”

He exhaled, took a deep breath and said,”It’s not a secret that my childhood wasn’t how a normal child’s childhood supposed to be. I don’t want to say nothing more than this. But I know what it is liked to feel unloved. I know what it is like to feel neglected,abused and terrified. Defeating Voldemort was not how I imagined it was. After the war there was a lot of sadness. But many of us aren’t fortunate enough to have the support and love that surrounded me after the war. Voldemort himself was born because of hurt, anger and neglect. These emotions breed dark magic in our souls. I met my best friend Ron 21 years ago at King’s Cross station. I couldn’t have known that I had made friends with the most wonderful family I have ever met. I am not good with words. I wanna say just one thing about the Weasley family,” Harry looked at Ron and said,”Ron if it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have met your family. Thank You for being there for me Ron. And Thank You Hermione.” He turned to the audience and continued,”I am opening this orphanage for those who feel unloved. I am going to make effort that at least some of the children in the world don’t feel unloved.” he said to them with a smile and continued,”Today I am going to honour that one person without whom I would not be standing here. Without whom I would not have been able to go on all those months when I was on the run. I would not have been able to take the final step to defeat Voldemort, without her. I am talking about Ginny Weasley.She was one of my closest friends. She was my lifeline. She was the best source of comfort to me during the darkest phases of my life. If it hadn’t been for her I would have lost myself after the war. I had a tough time after the war. I had a hard time accepting the fact that so many people didn’t die for me. I was having nightmares. I was not sleeping well. I was not eating enough. I kept blaming myself for the deaths of my friends and many other countless people. I was jumpy and moody. I was fed up with life. What she said to me finally clicked. She said ‘Harry, people die in a war. All those people who died that night, including my brother Fred, they didn’t die for you. They didn’t fight for you. They fought with you. They knew the risk they were taking. But still they chose to fight the evil, to create a better world for their children and descendents. The only thing left for us to do is remember their life and make sure they are not forgotten. Make sure their ideologies and sacrifices are not forgotten.’

There was pin drop silence in the hall. Harry himself was looking down at his feet. He conjured a glass of water, gulped it down and continued,” She was murdered in cold blood not too long after the war. There isn’t a day that has gone by, when I haven’t thought of her. A very wise man once said to me that the ones we love never truly leaves us. All these years I have moved on with my life. I do my job to make sure other children and the next generation don’t have to live life in turmoil the way we did. But lately I realized that I wasn’t honouring Ginny.I will always miss her. There is still that anger in me for those who murdered her even after all these years. This kind of anger and resentment is what breeds dark magic. And I am not going to let that happen. I am going to take her advice and remember her life. And I am going to make that sure she is never forgotten. She loved children. And I thought opening an orphanage would be the best thing to do for her. Ginny’s patronus was a horse. And Cavallo is french for horse. She was light to the darkness in my life. And I hope Cavallo House becomes that symbol of light for those children. Ladies and Gentlemen! Ginny Weasley!” Harry waved his hand and banished the white cloth that was covering the portrait and with another wave lit the lamp that stood before it. Everyone stood and spent two minutes in silent meditation. No one heard the gasps from Penny and Ted or even saw how pale their faces had become the moment they saw Ginny’s portrait.

Penny and Ted walked on the slopes even though they both could have apparated directly to their home. Both of them were walking silently, not saying a word to each other about the day’s events. Both of them too absorbed in their own thoughts, shocked about how the day had turn had ended. They apparated a few miles from their home to collect their thoughts about what happened in the evening. Eventually they reached home. Ted opened the door and stepped inside. They hung their coats and Penny went to kitchen to fetch a bottle of firewhiskey for them. Ted dropped on the couch in the living room and let out a long, tired sigh. Penny joined him and held out to him a glass. He gladly took it both sat there sipping the firewhiskey. needing the warmth of the drink, neither uttering a single word. After one glass it was Penny who broke the silence.

“What are we going to do now, Ted? Jennifer is coming here next week. We have got to tell Harry about this. And Jennifer first. I mean she will be so happy,”

Ted got up and paced in front of her deep in thought. There was one troubling issue.He said,”Don’t you think it’s odd? Jennifer told us four years ago that her family was dead. She said Samar had said so and now we find out that there is this girl Ginny Weasley, who is presumed to be dead but is really not. This girl looks just like Jennifer would look when she was younger. But this girl in reality is alive and is coming here next week by the way. So how are we supposed to tell the Weasley family that the girl they presumed to be dead is alive. We have to get to facts here Penny. We have to collect all the information about Ginny Weasley and how her death was faked. We have to do that before we tell them about this and we have to give a heads up about this to Jen.”

“How do you propose we collect more information about Ginny Weasley?We can’t ask Ron or Harry. Whatever methods you use, you have to make sure that they don’t find out about this till we tell them,”said Penny.

“Steve has gone to Azkaban. He will be back tomorrow morning. I will ask him to do that. No one will suspect anything because that’s job,” explained Ted.

“Good idea. Shall we tell Jen about this?,” agreed Penny.

“Oh well there is no harm in telling her about this I guess. But it’s late now. Let’s call her in the morning.”said Ted

Jennifer, with Sameer and Murphy followed Miss.Bailey to her office. The office was small for a headmistress but very well decorated. There was an oak desk with two chairs in front of it and one chair for Headmistress on the opposite side. The wall behind the desk was covered with a large bookshelf. There was a small bench on both side of the door. Other sides of the wall had two large windows, one of which overlooked the playground and the other a garden.

“Murph, Sameer why don’t you go sit in that swing in the garden. Your mother will join you in a while,” said Miss.Bailey kindly to them. Sam was only too happy to leave the confines of the office and he pulled Murph by hand and led her out of the office. Miss.Bailey gestured to Jennifer to take a seat while she took her place behind the desk.

“So Miss.Neveu,” she started joining her hands on the desk,”I know you are angry. And you have every right to be. But first you have to listen to the full story before you start calling out to the parents of the kids who abused Mr.Neveu.”

“You have an explanation for this?” asked Jennifer incredulously.

“I am afraid I do. It’s about your daughter Murphy. Some boys in her class teased her and called her names. All they did was push her out of her bench and pulled her hair. She got into a fist-fight with several of the boys and also injured them I might add. Accidental magic it seems,”

“Then how is it my children’s fault. Murphy is ten almost eleven. Her magic is out of control. If someone provokes her you can’t blame her to go out of control, you know this very well.” said Jennifer indignantly.

“Miss.Neveu listen to me first please. The boys in Murphy’s classmate decided to pick on Sameer. Murphy found them and scared them off. I am not saying it is entirely your children’s fault Mrs.Neveu. But there is something I have to tell you about them so you can make informed decision about them,” said Miss.Bailey.

“What do you mean?” asked Jennifer warily.

“Mrs.Neveu, first I want to talk about Sameer. As you very well know this is the second year in pre-school . All of his classmates who were with him last year are going to school now. If he fails again this year, then I am sorry to say, he won’t be able to attend this school next year. You will have to find some other school for him or teach him by yourself. He is repeating the same mistakes he did last year. He has not yet tried to memorize the twenty-six alphabets of English language. He doesn’t read well. His handwriting is horrendous. He can’t letters properly. The teachers are all fed up of him. The only subject he seems to be good at is art class. Given the way he seems to be going with his studies, I am afraid he is going to fail again Mrs.Neveu. What I would like to suggest is to cut him some slack. Repeated failures does not bode well for such a small child’s self-confidence. I would suggest you to take him for a vacation or something. Clear his head. Convince him to start focusing. There are special schools for children like him, to cure their-”

“Are you saying my son is abnormal?” asked Jennifer angrily.

Miss.Bailey just kept quiet and hung her head.

“Are we done then, Miss Bailey?” asked Jennifer eager to get out.

Miss.Bailey sighed and said,“No. I want to talk about Murphy too. She is a bright kid Mrs.Neveu. But she has been having lots of problems with her classmate. This is the fifth time she has beaten up one of her classmates and it’s only been six months since she joined. The other parents are not pleased and are forcing me to rusticate her. I know about the kid’s history Mrs.Neveu. Maybe you are mixing her with people too soon and it’s not good for her. Take her away somewhere. What she needs is fresh air. It doesn’t seem that she has recovered from what happened to her Mrs.Neveu,”

Jennifer’s breath was knocked. She had adopted Murphy last year in Christmas. Murphy was raped by four teenagers two months before she was adopted. Since then she has been always weary of people, especially strange boys. When Jennifer had adopted her, she seemed to have recovered but was wrong apparently. She stood up abruptly and said,”Thank You Miss.Bailey. For all your help. They won’t be coming from tomorrow, I can assure you that.”

With that she walked out of the office not even waiting to hear Miss.Bailey’s reply.

The drive to home was silent. Sameer exhausted from the day’s events was asleep while Murphy was looking out the window. When they reached home, Jennifer healed all of the bruises on Sameer’s body, fed him an early dinner and sent him to bed. After dinner Jennifer went to check up on Sameer. She saw Murphy, on the floor with Sameer’s books open in front of her.

“What are you doing Murph?”

Murph jumped up. She answered,”I was just browsing through Sam’s books to see if some pattern emerges. We will be able to identify what’s the problem he has been facing, right Mum?”

“You can do this tomorrow honey. Go to sleep. You must be exhausted,” said Jennifer stroking Murphy’s red hair.

“But I have school Mum,”

“About that Murph,” said Jennifer and sighed,”You won’t be going there anymore. It’s nothing that you did baby. I just think it’s best for you to not mix into crowds for. Besides you will be eleven soon. There is no harm in missing last six months of muggle school. Okay?”

Murphy could barely hide her relief. She asked,”But why suddenly am I not allowed to go to school?”

“Look Murph. I know what you have gone through. I would not have wished that to happen to a kid like you. I know what you are going through. It’s my fault. I should not have sent you to school so soon after everything. You need time to process and digest everything Murph. I know it’s too painful to open about the incident but you have to one day. To someone. Believe me Murph, I understand everything you are going through because it happened to me ten years ago,”said Jennifer staring intently at her daughter.

Murphy didn’t speak for a long time and asked,”I will Mum. I just need some time,”

Jennifer nodded and said,”Take your time honey,” and kissed her forehead.”We are going to London next week. Sam’s Ted is in bit of a trouble. It will be exciting for you. A new place and when I am done with my work there I will take you for some sightseeing,”

“Didn’t you once tell me that your family used to live in London? You might see them too,” said Murphy.

“Yeah maybe. But the important thing is to get Uncle Ted out of trouble and then we can spend some time visiting Europe. How does that sound to you?”

“Sounds great. Can we visit Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Mum?”asked Murph exultantly.

Something about the way Murph asked the question stirred something in Jennifer’s head but she did not pay any heed to it. She had grown used to ignoring the weird feelings of deja vu’s that cropped up. “Tomorrow I need to leave to do some research for the case. I will be gone tomorrow afternoon. I will be back by next morning. Take care of Sam while I am gone, will you?”

“Always Mum,” promised Murph solemnly.

“Did you call Jennifer?” asked Penny next afternoon.

“Yes. Alfred said that she has gone out of town and will be back tomorrow morning. We will talk to her first about this. Then when we get more information about Ginny Weasley we will talk to Ron and Harry. How does that sound to you?” asked Ted.

"Sounds right. I don’t think it’s a good idea to tell Molly Weasley yet, incase the information is faulty. We will invite Harry, Ron and Hermione to dinner and tell them,”

Just then, the floo flare up and a black man, with muscular body stepped inside. “Hi Ted! I got the file on Ginny Weasley as you asked,”

"Thanks Steve. You have done us a great favour man,” said Ted clapping Steve on the back and continued,”take a seat,”

“Thanks Ted,” he sat on the couch and turned to Penny and Ted,”But I need to tell you one thing. About where I found this file. I didn’t find this file in the citizen’s record in the Ministry Ted.”

“Then where did you find this?” asked Ted puzzled.

“See you told me that this person, died ten years ago. Her name should have been there in citizen’s record. But it wasn’t. I went to St.Mungo to check if they had her autopsy report of her murder. What I found was the autopsy report of this girl, named Claire Hardwood, murdered ten years ago by Amycus Carrow. This girl was blonde and her age was 17 and she looks nothing like the red-haired girl you described. As I was getting out of the building, I turned into a corner and saw this door labeled Archives. I asked the receptionist how to get through that door. She looked at me like I was speaking gibberish and said there is no room named Archives. I went to see that door then and it opened. I stepped inside and I saw shelves. Huge shelves with papers and files stacked. I searched for a file, which contained any information regarding Ginny Weasley and that’s how I got it. Everything from her birth certificates to her autopsy report are in there,”

"But what bothers me is how come you didn’t find anything regarding Ginny Weasley in citizen records office?” asked Penny.

“That’s not it Penny. I went to Hogwarts too. I didn’t find a file on her in the student records section. I asked the headmistress about this. Prof.McGonagall swore to me that Ginny Weasley did visit the school for six years until her death. So I looked for the Archives again. And I found it again. I found her progress reports from school and also her medical file drafted by the school matron. These files are enough to prove that a person named Ginny Weasley exists,” explained Steve.

“Did you notice something Penny? Something odd?” asked Ted.

“What?”

“The reason Samar never could find anything about Ginny Weasley is that someone has cleared off all her records. Like she never existed,” explained Ted.

“But how come Steve was able to find this?”

“Maybe Samar believed that her parents were dead when he did not find a record of her. I think I understand how the Archives work too. Harry had explained to me about this room in their school which would appear in the moment of need. It was called the Room of Requirement. Just like that the Archives appeared, presented itself to Steve because he really need it. Because he needed information on Ginny Weasley,” explained Ted.

“But how come it never presented itself to the person who wiped Ginny Weasley’s data?” asked Steve.

Ted just paced. He didn’t speak for a long moment then said,”Maybe the room recognizes the subject’s intent. Steve was not going to misuse it. He was just going to hand it to us and we were going to just read it. But the person, who has wiped Ginny Weasley’s data was getting rid of it. Maybe that’s why he or she couldn’t find the Archives,”

Both Penny and Steve nodded. Then Penny spoke up,”It is plausible. But do you know what this means Ted?”

“What?”

“Someo ne doesn’t want Jennifer to come back to London. I bet you anything that same person was behind Ginny’s disappearance.”

“Good Morning ma cheri’!” greeted Fleur to her husband and kissed him,”Did you sleep well?”

“I slept a little. The storm woke me up. I made a cup of coffee for myself and for you. I thought I would start with cleaning this box for Penny since I have taken a day off,” said Bill pointing to the box.

He sat on the couch while Fleur started on breakfast. He started muttering spells and very soon the thick layer of goo and dust began clearing up. He opened the box for cleaning the inside to when he stopped. There in the box, lay a photo of his sister Ginny. He picked it up and inspected it. It was Ginny in the photo except the fact that she looked a bit different from the time she looked before her death. He searched through the box and he found other photos of Ginny. He was shocked to find a photo of her with Penny, Ted and one more guy. The place where they had taken the photo looked like some kind of village. Ginny looked very young in that photo. She looked like she was seventeen years old. The other guy seemed strangely familiar to him. Bill couldn't remember where he had seen that guy. He picked another photo which knocked his breath out. Ginny was standing in a white dress and she was kissing the same guy who was wearing a tux. He found some other photos of her. Ginny in the white dress standing with Penny, Ted and the guy. She wore a happy smile in that. There was a photo of her. Ginny was sitting with a blue bundle in her arms. A baby looked up from the bundle waving it’s tiny fist in the photo.Who is this woman? Is this really Ginny? How is it possible that she is alive? thought Bill.

“Fleur” yelled Bill.

“What eez wrong, ma cheri’?” gushed Fleur as she rushed out of the kitchen.

“Look at this,” said Bill as he thrust out the photos to her.

Fleur’s eyes widened. She looked at each photo and let out a gasp when she saw Ginny with a baby.”Eez thi-theez Geeny?”

“It certainly looks like her. I have to tell Mom about this,” said Bill.

“No Beel. Don’t do that. What if you are wrong? Don’t get your mozer’s opes up now Beel. How come you found theez photos in the box Penny gave you? Contact her and tell Ron and Arry about theez before thaz. Zey are Aurors. Zey will be able to find out if itz true. Now go.”

With that Bill dressed up and flooed over to Harry’s apartment.

Upon informing Ron and Harry to come over to Shell’s cottage at once, Bill told Harry to take the rest of the day off without asking questions to him. Harry and Ron were seated in the living room when Fleur and Bill came. Fleur served them tea and sat down beside Bill. Bill started explaining what he had found in the box that Penny gave him. He also showed them the box of photos. He saw both of their faces turning pale on seeing those photos of Ginny.

“And I don’t understand what to make of this Harry. Why would Penny keep such a thing from us?She was there yesterday. And she did not say a single thing about all this,” said Bill angrily.

“But if she knew about Ginny then why would she give that box to you? Maybe she didn’t know who Ginny was or how she looked. Maybe that’s why she didn’t tell us. Unless it’s all part of a grand plan I don’t see why Ted would lie to us,” exclaimed Ron shaking his head.

Harry for his part had kept quiet throughout Bill’s explanation. It didn’t seem to make any sense to him. All this time when they thought Ginny was dead, she was actually alive. He recognized Samar from the photo and also saw the picture of Ginny in the white dress. It looked like Ginny married Samar.But why? Why would she do that when she was in love with him? And what about that picture of Ginny with the baby?. These thoughts were running in his mind. Then something Penny said struck him.

“Didn’t Penny say that Jennifer Neveu married Samar Anand? From these pictures it looks like Ginny married him. We both know Jennifer Neveu exists. What if they are same person? Somehow Ginny escaped and she started living in America under a new alias. It is possible right? “ said Harry looking at both of them.

Ron spoke up,” But it doesn’t explain why she would run off to America of all the places. And that too under an alias. I mean, if she really escaped she would have come home right?”

Ron was right. None of this was making sense. The autopsy report confirmed the fact that she really was dead.Then how come she is alive? Who is this person? thought Harry.

“There is only one thing we can do. We have to talk to Ted and Penny about this. We have to coax them to explain all this. We have to go over to their house now and get this matter solved before it’s too late,” said Harry firmly standing up.

With that the three of them flooed over to Kent’s Nest.