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Ginevra Molly Potter ([info]bat_bogeys) wrote in [info]silverage,
@ 2011-08-10 21:03:00

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Entry tags:!log, ginny potter, neville longbottom

Whoa
Who: Ginny, Neville
What: Arriving
When: Wednesday evening
Where: a dark alley and then the streets
Rating: Low
Status: Complete




"Lily, put it down," Ginny called tiredly from where she was on the couch. Honestly, that child was going to be the death of her. Between Lily and James ... she was run ragged, and she was glad that Albus at least was quieter and not as easy to rile as Lily was. "If I have to get off this couch, you will regret it young lady."

Her response was a giggle and the slap of bare feet as Lily ran off. Of course. What had she expected, honestly? Her four-year-old delighted in being a menace. She'd thought they'd be shed of it once James had grown out of it, but the pair of them just seemed to egg each other on. That should settle down some once James was off at school, and there'd be at least a few years of peace.

Or so she liked to think.

With a sigh, Ginny swung her legs down, slippered feet touching the floor as she pushed herself up off the couch. She trotted down the hall after her daughter, scooping up the child and prying the bag of marbles from her hand. "They're not yours, and I don't want James having a tantrum," she explained to the girl as she set the bag up on a shelf. Cradling the girl in her arms, Ginny nuzzled her cheek. "Can you settle down? Just for a little while?"

"No!" Lily proudly proclaimed as she squirmed in her mother's arms.

"Of course not," she said as she set the girl down. "How about the yard? Can we settle on that? Go swing for a bit?"

Lily appeared to contemplate the idea before she nodded and bounded toward the door. Ginny flicked one hand to unlock it, and she watched as her daughter pulled it open and set outside. Glad for the ten or so minutes of mostly quiet it had bought her, Ginny retreated to the couch. She flopped down on it ...

... and flailed as she continued falling. It wasn't soft couch but hard concrete that broke her fall, and she grunted slightly before she leapt to her feet. She turned a quick circle, her head whipping back and forth as she tried to figure out where she was, how she'd gotten here, and how to get back. She had three children under school-age loose in the house, and Harry wouldn't be home for hours. It was absolutely imperative she return home right now.

Her attempt to apparate met with extreme resistance before the sensation stopped entirely. She frowned, then thought maybe she was overstepping the distance, which meant she was very far outside of England. She guessed she should figure out where she was before she tried to pop home. A quick look around told her very little -- save that she was somewhere where she didn't know where she was. There were no familiar landmarks, and as she watched the people, she caught on that the styles were ... really out of date.

Had Harry left a time-turner somewhere in the house? But that wouldn't explain the how, unless James had found it and somehow triggered it on her instead of on himself. Ginny swore softly, pressed the back of her hand to her forehead, and tried to think. There was a logical, reasonable explanation for all of this -- she just had to find it.

Stepping out of the alley, she looked around at the passers-by. Maybe if she just looked confused enough, someone would notice. She definitely looked out of place, in her sweatpants and tank top, and that alone would be enough to catch the eye of someone who could help her -- or so she hoped.


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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 01:45 am UTC (link)
Neville kept his head down, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. He was never sure the proper protocol- he knew he should have taken Muggle Studies but Gran had said it was a waste of time and Divination was easier, so that's what he'd gone with. He was looking yet again for work- even if it was just work at a shop, he could probably figure out the money system. He looked up before crossing the street and that's when he saw it- a flash of red hair. No, not just red- Weasley red. He ran in her direction, beaming, unable to stop himself. "GINNY!" He bellowed, swooping her up into a hug. I'm not dead, I can't be dead, look, it's Ginny and she was totally alive last time I saw her.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 02:02 am UTC (link)
She heard her name and spun in time to see someone careening toward her. It was only last-second recognition that kept her from pulling her wand on him, but it was a very, very close thing. "Bloody hell, Neville. A little warning, yeah?" She did return his hug, though she kept it brief.

Not that she didn't appreciate seeing him, but it still didn't give her much of a clue about where she was, how she was here, or -- more importantly -- how to get back.

"Listen, I've got to get back. Lily's outside, and James and Albus are unattended and Harry's not due home for hours. James is ... at that age where he's starting to exhibit signs of magic and he's going to be a holy terror."

She paused and drew a breath. "It's lovely to see you," she said as she studied him. A slight frown curved her lips because he looked ... well ... younger. Somehow. Not so much that it made a difference, but enough that something did seem off. His hair, maybe, was different than she'd last seen him.

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 02:12 am UTC (link)
"Oh, god Ginny, it's so amazing to see you, finally someone from our time- I mean, not that Lily and Lupin and all of them aren't wonderful but it's you, it's really you and-" He took a step back and a deep breath, finally realizing she seemed to be in her robe. "Uhm. You just got here, didn't you." With a sigh, he let go of her and scratched the back of his head. "When? Are you from, I mean? You have the kids. More than you did last time."

This was going to be complicated, wasn't it. "Look, Gin- we're stuck. I've been here about a month myself, there are people who have been here even longer. We can't get out. For some reason, people are being pulled here from all over time and space, and none of them can leave." No use beating around the bush when it came to Ginny- that only made her angry.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 02:27 am UTC (link)
"You're not making any sense," she said to him. "Lily's outside, at home," Ginny clarified, assuming he'd somehow gotten his wires crossed. She couldn't quite figure out where Teddy worked into things, but that was the only Lupin she could think of that he'd be talking about.

She listened as he went on, but he still wasn't making any sense, so she shook her head. "Can't ... no. Nev. There's a way out. We just haven't found it. That's all." There had to be a way out. She couldn't be trapped ...

... "Where is here, anyway? It's not England is it? I tried to apparate home, and couldn't. I just ... couldn't."

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 02:43 am UTC (link)
"Lily, as in Lily Potter? Or-" he stopped, chuckling. "Please tell me he didn't rope you into naming another child after one of his dead heroes, Ginny. Don't you get to name any of them? Honestly, Albus Severus was bad enough." He grinned, "And Snape's actually here to hear that, oh Merlin. You have to tell him. Though he won't know how bad it is, since he hasn't even begun teaching yet." He laughed out loud, partly in relief and partly at the image of Snape's face in his head. "Look, let's get you inside. You can come back with me to the Welcome Center and I'll explain it all on the way, alright?" He took her arm and turned them around, back towards the Center. He could find work tomorrow.

"Here is 1964 New York City, New York, United States of America. And you aren't alone- I tried apparating myself, but it doesn't work. A few wizards and witches are here from our world- Lily Potter, Harry's mum. And Lupin, as in Remus Lupin, and Sirius Black, and Snape, and Tonks." He tried to keep his face sober as he looked over at her. "Honestly until you showed up I was getting worried that this was some sort of fucked up afterlife. Lily's younger, and so is Snape- from before Lily died, I think. I dunno about the rest of them." He let himself smile again, unable to hold it in. It was so good to see her. He'd always liked Ginny- she was nice, unlike a lot of the girls he knew. She even went to the ball with him, in fourth year. He knew she'd always loved Harry, but he'd had a moment, back when he was seventeen and stupid, where he hoped things would work out otherwise. They'd been leading the student resistance inside Hogwarts and he thought- but no. She and Harry had been meant for each other, that much was obvious.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 02:52 am UTC (link)
"Well, of course Lily Potter. She's my daughter," Ginny said. She was exasperated and confused and the longer she listened to him, the worse it got. Snape was here, but wasn't teaching? Snape had been dead for years, and had been teaching.

Ginny pulled her arm out of his grasp, stepping backward as she fixed her brown eyes on him. "Neville. You are not. Making. Any sense. They're dead. They're all dead. We saw--" She cut herself off and jerked her eyes away. They'd seen bodies. So many of the bodies, and here he was going on about people being here that couldn't. She swore that if he said Fred was here she was going to hex him bloody and take her chances on her own.

Harry's mother couldn't be here, because Harry's mother was dead. Remus was dead. Sirius was dead. Severus and Tonks were dead. The rest of it she was having a harder time finding an argument for. She didn't know what life was like in the 60s or the States, so she had no idea what to say to refute that.

The point remained that she wasn't home, her children were unattended, and all she wanted to do was get back, and Neville was telling her that she couldn't.

She also realized she was going to accomplish nothing by standing out on the darkening streets, but there was a strong reluctance to leave the area. Whatever had done this could reverse at any moment, and if she wasn't nearby ... then she really would be stuck here. Ginny crossed her arms over her chest and set her jaw before she fixed her attention on him. "You'll have to start again, and slowly, because I can't buy any of this yet."

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 03:19 am UTC (link)
Neville stopped smiling. Oh, this was going to be tougher than he'd thought. He knew that look all too well. "Ginny. Dear, I'm sorry, but- we're not home. And we can't get home. No one can. All over time and space, people are being pulled out of their lives and brought here. I was trying to apparate home and thought I'd just overshot it like I do when I've been drinking. I met a man who was born and raised on a spaceship, and he's got magic but it's really just "psy-ence". This place, it's trapped people here. Look, what year are you from? Later than 2006, I'm guessing, since you've got three kids now. I'm from 2006- Harry, Ron and I had a pint at the Three Broomsticks and then I was here. Did I go missing in your world? I doubt it, since you didn't seem shocked to see me. That must mean we get back right where we left off, do you see?" Neville wasn't a genius, but he'd had a month to sort this out.

"I know we saw them. I helped carry Lupin's body. I remember, how could I-" He took a deep breath. He couldn't think about the war. He needed to stay free from emotion, he couldn't get all choked up. "Ginny, I know, okay? But I promise you, I met Harry's mum. I met her. I shook her hand, I bought her a cup of tea. I told her about him- she hasn't even married James yet."

He put his hands on her shoulders and then pulled her swiftly into a hug- he didn't know if he was trying to comfort himself or hold her steady in case she tried to hex his face off. "I promise the kids are okay, alright? But right now, you and I are stuck in a bizarre time thingy and you are in your robe at night on the streets of a city. Can we please go back to where I'm staying?"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 03:27 am UTC (link)
"2012," she said dully. If he was from 2006, that explained why he looked younger than she thought he should. It didn't explain much of the rest of it, but if he could be from six years in her past, why couldn't Harry's mum be here? She decided to just ignore the bit about the spaceship because it was more than her brain could handle just then.

"No, you didn't go missing," she confirmed. If Neville had been missing for six years, she damn sure would have known about it. "So maybe we get back where we left off, but ... how? That's all I want to know. How do we get back." She knew he'd said -- repeatedly -- that they couldn't, but she didn't want to believe that, not yet. Not ever, but especially not yet. "Fuck," she said quietly, which just about summed up everything at that moment.

"Hasn't." Ginny's brow furrowed. "How can she not have ..." No, nevermind. It didn't matter. But she was suddenly curious to meet Lily, and a little shy at the same time. What if she wasn't good enough for Harry in his mother's eyes? "Is ... is James here? Harry's dad," she clarified, since of course she had a son with the same name.

Ginny closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. She still didn't understand this (or didn't want to understand this), and she was still protesting it, but she shrugged and silently consented to follow him where he lived.

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 04:08 am UTC (link)
"Okay, see, so it's alright. Your children are alright. I mean, it's not ideal by any means- I've been stuck here a month. But people have been here longer." He smiled again, tentative- she seemed less likely to wallop him, but that didn't mean anything with Ginny. Having those six brothers had really given her a strong right arm.

"No James that I've seen, just those mentioned above. There's this bulleting board system, where you write something with these pencil things and people see them immediately and can respond. And I've been keeping an eye for those I might know." He put his arm around her, leading her once again towards the Welcome Center. "She's engaged to him, I think. But they aren't married. I had to try and navigate the conversation of why Harry didn't have siblings without telling her why."

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 04:18 am UTC (link)
She wondered about that. If her kids really were all right or if Harry would come home and find her gone. It was better not to think about it though. Not if there wasn't anything to be done about it; she'd make herself crazy.

Ginny nodded as he mentioned some board with messages and she guessed she'd put up a note. Tomorrow maybe. "Does she know now?" Ginny asked. "I don't want to slip and be the one to ... say something, if no one's mentioned it." How horrible would that be though, to know things like that and not be able to say anything?

Her shoulders slumped a little as she let Neville lead her along as she tried to process it. She was still worried about her children, and she didn't think that would stop any time soon. "What ... what are we supposed to do about money?" she asked. She didn't have any Muggle money on her. Or wizarding money for all that; her sweat pants had no pockets. She wasn't opposed to getting a job, and she reasoned if they were actually stuck here that she'd have to, but then she wondered what.

Maybe she could find some sort of writing job. She'd been writing for the Prophet for a little while now; surely that skill had transferred along with her.

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 05:05 am UTC (link)
"I honestly don't know. I mean, I sort of babbled on about Harry to her- you know how I get." He smiled a little, looking at her out of the corners of his eyes, so pleased to see her. "I told her that Voldemort had disappeared for a bit, then come back, and that Harry had defeated him. And about the DA. But not about that."

"Money- well, they'll put you up at the Welcome Center for five weeks, and they have clothes and stuff. Other than that you have to work. I'm still looking- not really much of a demand for Herbology in 1964 Muggle New York City. Oh, that's right- how good are you with Muggles? It doesn't so much matter if you can't blend exactly, but you'll have to learn some. For instance, have you ever seen a tee vee? They are wonderful little things. They play moving pictures with a whole story- like a play only inside this little box!"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-12 02:25 pm UTC (link)
Ginny nodded. Work. Well, she'd assumed as much, hadn't she? "We've ... seen them. Harry thought about getting one. We might, when the kids are ... a little older. He grew up ... you know." Of course Neville knew how Harry had grown up.

"What about ... they have plant nurseries, don't they? Have you thought about that? Or ... even ... landscaping." Even as she said that she reasoned it was a no-go. Not in a city. But surely they could reach parts that weren't all concrete. There were parks, weren't there?

"What if you can't find a job in the five weeks they let you stay? I mean, what if you're looking but are so completely inept at Muggle jobs that no one will hire you? Then what?"

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[info]profplant
2011-08-12 06:56 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, right." Harry had been raised Muggle, so he would know what a tee vee was. Not that he'd had that great of a childhood- but had any of them? He'd been raised by his ancient relatives who watched him like a hawk, waiting desperately for him to show he was his father's son. Ginny had been the only girl and youngest of seven very poor children. It didn't much matter where you came from. It mattered what you did.

"I dunno about landscaping, but I could try that next. I might have to take a job at a shop, if I can figure out the currency." He gave a half smile, thinking about trying to find work in research. That would be interesting, working with Muggle plants with no magic to them.

"I dunno. Everyone's found a job before then. I was on my home from a search when I saw you- it's my last week or so. But I'm sure we'll both find something. Where are you working? Back at home, I mean?"

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-13 12:24 am UTC (link)
Ginny nodded absently as he spoke, and she tried to follow along, but her thoughts were going a million different directions. She was thinking about her family, her vault that she couldn't touch now, what she was going to do for money, what kind of Muggle job she could get, how she was going to survive here.

"A shop," she echoed as she regarded him. An almost pained expression crossed her face as she wondered if that was what it was going to come to -- working in a Muggle shop, dealing with Muggle currency. Not even British currency which she at least had a vague knowledge of, but the all green sort Americans had.

"At the Prophet," she replied. She wasn't sure where she'd been exactly in 2006, but like as not still playing Quidditch. "Senior Editor of the Quidditch section," she elaborated. "Not likely to find anything like that here."

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[info]profplant
2011-08-13 01:07 am UTC (link)
He nodded at her expression. "It's been- well, it hasn't been fantastic. I like the Muggle stuff alright- I'd never even met a Muggle before! But it's a bit difficult to get used to, you know. All sorts of mad- stuff." The currency was bad for him- he was lucky enough to have befriended Millie on his first day, and she'd been helping him sort through the strange bills. Luckily it was basic maths- five one dollar bills equaled one five dollar bill sort of thing.

"They've papers here. You should be able to find something, even something small, there. It won't be Quidditch, but it's something." He'd only ever had a cursory interest in Quidditch- he went to all the games at school, and one or two when Ginny was playing, but that was it.

"So- finally got that girl then? What's the full name? Lily Nymphadora? Lily some-feminine-form-of-Remus? Don't keep me waiting." He laughed. Honestly, Harry had terrible taste in names. He didn't know why GInny put up with it- James Sirius was one thing, but he was never going to get over Albus Severus.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-13 01:15 am UTC (link)
"Luna," she replied, because her daughter's name was the easiest aspect of the right-now to deal with. "Red hair. More like her -- Harry's mum's, I think, than mine. Darker," Ginny continued as she watched the sidewalk.

"I wouldn't know ... anything. A Muggle paper?" She said as she managed to fix her brown eyes on him. "What do I know about ... Muggle anything? Especially for this time?" She hadn't paid much attention to Muggle history, but from what she did recall, they weren't exactly progressive in this century. At least as far as women and equality and all that.

"Ron would know more than I would," she muttered before she ran her fingers through her hair. Exhaling through loose lips, Ginny shook her head. Well, if Neville could manage it, she was sure she could as well, though she'd still rather have Harry here.

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[info]profplant
2011-08-13 02:21 am UTC (link)
"Well, at least it's someone alive. It is someone alive, right? Luna hasn't died in the last six years, has she?" He liked Luna. He hoped she wasn't dead- she'd been traveling, so maybe something had happened after all.

"Muggle paper isn't that hard- and they're used to this, by now. We aren't the first people to get sucked in here, and we won't be the last. Just explain that to them, and they'll have you do something easy to start. Like learning to use a- a thingy. That they write on." Neville was getting better at identifying the various Muggle creations in the world around him, but some of the words still escaped him.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-13 02:46 am UTC (link)
"Luna's fine," Ginny agreed. "Alive and well as far as I know. With the twins." Ginny wondered how far it was to this place they were going, but she guessed they'd get there when they got there, and it probably just felt longer because she was so disoriented and confused and worried about her kids.

"Not the ... how many people are here? That got sucked in," she clarified as she glanced over to him again. She had no idea what he was talking about as far as what they wrote on. She'd guess computer, but she didn't think those were popular in this time. Maybe they were. What did she know, really? "Do they know what's causing it? How to reverse it?"

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[info]profplant
2011-08-13 03:24 am UTC (link)
"Twins?" he asked, his voice breaking. "Did you just say twins? Luna had twins? When- with who?" This was bizarre. It had been six years, he supposed. Still. Luna. Settled and popping out twins.

He shrugged. "Not sure. Quite a few, even just from our world. They built a whole Welcome Center to help those of us that were picked up get back on their feet. No body knows anything- most people don't even know who built the Center, though everyone has a guess." He gestured at the building looming a few blocks away. "We're almost to it now."

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-13 04:16 am UTC (link)
"Rolf Scamander." Ginny frowned, trying to recall if they would have met, but honestly, events of 2006 were lost to her. Hell, events of 2010 were lost on her, some days. Maybe that had been just before, or just after or ... "I think ... you met him, but ... maybe not. I can't think linearly." Or at all, really, but asking her to remember when Neville met Rolf was like asking her to remember something from when she was two.

"So there's a building, for people like us, and no one knows where it came from, and we're all just ... all right with this?" Ginny's frown deepened slightly. She wasn't sure what she thought about that, but if people had been living in it for ... however long, who was she to question it? It was a place to live, wasn't it? Somewhere to get help until she could get home.

Because she would get home. Her jaw clenched and her eyes shone with defiance as she fixed her gaze on the distant building.

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[info]profplant
2011-08-13 04:44 am UTC (link)
Well. "I might have- I don't know either. Not that it's important- how are the other kids? James and Albus doing okay?" He was just trying to distract her now. He didn't like to see Ginny like this. He loved her like she was a sister- they'd been through too much together, and he recognized all too well that look in her eye.

"Yeah- it's safe though. I checked it over and added a few defensive spells to my room." I'll keep you safe, he wanted to add, but didn't. It wasn't romantic, he just- he loved Gin. He didn't want anything to happen to her. Harry would never forgive him.

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[info]bat_bogeys
2011-08-13 04:50 am UTC (link)
"They're fine. Lily's taken to calling Al Albeverus. James thinks it's hysterical," she said quietly. "He ... probably taught her to do it. Al doesn't really rise to the bait though. He's quiet. Likes to read. I'm sure he'll end up being a Ravenclaw." She honestly couldn't see him as a Gryffindor, no matter how she squinted. But ... he still had several years to go before he'd be sorted. "Lily and James will be Gryffindors for certain though." Just like their namesakes, she reflected.

Were they alone now? Was James wondering where dinner was? Was Lily cold outside? Ginny exhaled and knew she couldn't keep thinking about it lest she drive herself mad.

Her lips pursed a little at Neville's words, and had it been anyone else, she wouldn't have bought it. She would have gone through herself and put up defenses. But ... he'd been through all she had, at school. Knew the same spells she did. She trusted him though.

"All right," she said quietly, which was her way of accepting the situation -- for now.

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