Chapter 11

“Do you remember when we’d sneak out? We’d meet up at that old oak tree. I’d climb up and sit on a branch, silently waiting for you.” He said.

“Of course. I couldn‘t wait for the time to come.” I said, looking up into his green eyes, which seemed to shine, even in the night.

“You used to be worried at first. Worried that someone would notice and come looking for you. Worried that something would go wrong.” He told me, almost a whisper.

“How could I forget? My parents…they were so strict. They would have never approved. They would have done something. I was afraid of what that something would be.” I told him, my voice soft. Suddenly, his expression softened a little more.

“But yet you still came.”

“I always did. Unless there was a good enough reason not to.” I said. He nodded.

“I miss you. I‘m so sorry about this.” He told me. And suddenly, the tears came.

“I miss you too. You‘ve got no idea. I need you.” I choked out. He took a hold of my hand.

“I did not choose this, and neither did you. And I‘m sorry about this. I really am. I know that I‘m never going to see Jason and the baby grow up and live his life. I know I won‘t be there every step of the way. And it sucks.” He told me, and I could hear the true pain in his voice. And a thought came to mind.

“A time turner! That’s what we need. I could prevent this from happening. Then you would still be here!” I exclaimed. But to my complete surprise, he vigorously shakes his head.

“No. Don‘t do that.”

“Why not?” I was so confused.

“Because bad things would happen. Time is not to be messed with. Good things will happen if you keep things the way they are. I know it.”

“I don‘t care about that! I need you here. You simply don‘t understand.”

“Well, you must care. Promise me you won‘t mess with time.” He said. But I said nothing. I just looked away.

“ Vienna, promise me!” He said, desperate. “Look at me! Promise me, Vienna!”

“Ok, Robert. I promise.” I whispered, tears streaming. “I love you.”


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My eyes shot open. That dream. The recurring dream. Same place, yet different conversation. In my dream, we’d always be at that oak tree, just like old times. And we’d talk about things, but only briefly, and the dream would change. But I had gotten an idea. And he completely denied it. It was basically as if he was denying me from being happy. And I hated that. More than anyone would never know. I’d never be able to hear his voice in person again. Just in a stupid and useless dream. I cried. I won’t deny that. I didn’t know how long I sat there and let the tears fall. My alarm clock is what shoved me back into reality. I had woken up way before my usual time. It was then that I realized what day it was. Saturday. Stupid Saturday. Ugh. I hate weekends. In fact, I just hate days in general. It’s just another bitter reminder that I am living to see another day, and Robert is not.

Today is also the day that I get to meet up with Ginny Potter and her husband. I woke up a mess, but I am determined to never let them see me like this. Well, that is if they don’t think I’m too much of a depressed weirdo to even try and get to know me a little better.

And that’s when I heard another door creak open. I smiled a little for the first time today, I just knew who it was. Jason. I laid back down on my bed and put the cover over my face, and pretended like I was sleeping. I could just hear his faint footsteps walking up to me, to remove the covers from my face. Jason only knows me too well. A smirk crept up on my face, and that gave it away. He only laughed.

“See, I knew you were not sleeping!” He exclaimed. I just burst out laughing.

“I was sleeping love. You just woke me up.” I told him.

“No. You were smiling.” He said.

“I was having a nice dream.” I told him.

“I‘m happy you are having a nice dream.” He said. My smile faded slightly.

“But, Jace, I always have nice dreams.” I told him softly. To my surprise, he raised his eyebrows.

“No you don‘t, Mommy, you‘re lying.” He said.

“And how would you know if I‘m lying or not?”

“Because sometimes I hear you crying.”

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Ginny’s P.O.V.

“Wakey-wakey, Harry.” I said, opening up the blinds to let the sunlight in.

“No-ee, no-ee, sleepy, sleepy.” He said, which was apparently the most intelligent thing I could get out of him.

“Really Harry? We are seeing Vienna today! C‘mon, honey.”

“Five more minutes.” He grumbled.

“Why five? Why not now?” I asked.

“Because I‘m the chosen one.” He said. I sighed. I looked at the time.

“Well, I guess it‘s not terribly late. Alright. Five more minutes. Nothing more.” I told him, pointing my index finger at him, reminding myself of my mother. I walked out of the room to let him sleep. As I did so, I felt the baby kicking. I smiled to myself, and put my hand on my belly to feel it. As if the baby knew, she kicked again.
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“So, where will we meet Vienna today?” Harry asked me, taking a bite of his toast. I wasn’t eating breakfast, I kept eating ice cream, although I didn’t think it was that healthy.

“At the park. She can’t find a babysitter for Jason so we’ll go to the park. It’s convenient for her and poor little Jason won’t have to be so bored listening to us talk.” I told him, taking another spoonful of ice-cream and shoveling it into my mouth.

“Well, why can‘t her husband watch Jason? It‘s a Saturday, surely he can‘t be at work.” Harry said. My eyes widened when I realized Harry didn’t know about Robert. Harry seemed to notice my expression.

“What? Did I say something wrong?” He asked. I shook my head vigorously.

“No, no. Oh, I’m sorry I hadn’t told you sooner.” I said. Harry’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Tell me what sooner? What aren’t you telling me, Gin?”

“Well, the thing about Vienna is….She’s widowed. Her husband died just recently. She has no husband, technically.” I said.

“Oh. Oh, that’s…that’s really sad. I’m so glad you told me though. I wouldn’t want to make things really awkward. But, when did you find this out? You guys haven’t known each other long.”

“That day when you decided to faint in the doctor‘s office.” I said, and his lips pursed.

“Okay, I didn’t decide to faint. It just happened.”

“Oh, right. I’m sorry, Harry, thanks for correcting me. When you were to weak to find out the gender of your child without fainting.”

“Fainting is normal for everybody.” He said defiantly.

“Oh, Harry we aren’t going through this again. You already know you will lose this argument. Like you did the last time. And the time before that.” I said, walking up to him and pinching his cheeks as if I were his grandmother.

“Oh, stop that.”

“Fine, then. We‘re leaving in 15 minutes. Go change. Can't go to the park in your pj's.”
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We arrived at the park, and I was looking for those dark curls of Vienna’s. I looked and looked, but I still couldn’t seem to find her. But what I did see is a flash of blonde hair go past me. Jason. Where there is Jason, there is Vienna. So followed him.

And there, across the park, is Vienna, watching with cautious eyes. Jason was like a magnet to her eyes, the way they seemed to follow him perfectly. And there that I realized that even though she may seem happy and bubbly, she wasn’t one to let her guard down. I waved at her trying to get her attention. Her eyes caught mine, she smiled and she signaled for me to come over, Harry right behind me.

“Vienna! So glad you came.”

“I had to. And plus, Jason loves coming to the park. It‘s a perfect opportunity. Hello, Mr. Potter.” She said.

“Please, call me Harry. And how are you?” Harry asked politely.

“Wonderful. It‘s a great day, how could I not be?” She said. Then she noticed Harry’s eyes. “Oh, did Ginny drag you out here?”

“Out of bed. Wouldn‘t even let me sleep.” He said, rubbing his eyes. Oh, he’s such an actor.

“I did let him sleep! Five minutes extra, actually.”

“Oh, five minutes. That‘s a generous gesture.” Vienna replied.

“Well, for her it is.” Harry said. I stepped on Harry’s foot and heard him groan, all the while a smile was pasted on my face. I saw Jason playing tag with a little boy about his age, maybe just a year older. He fell, and had a loud piercing cry. Vienna’s attention hadn’t been entirely on Jason, but on us too. Startled, she jump, and tried to run to him. Other kids were so caught up in their game that they ran in front of us. She tripped and fell flat on her stomach. And now the playground was filled with the cries of a hurt pregnant woman and her son. Today was not the day for this. This was not the plan. And now, because of us, this might be the end of Vienna's baby.
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A/N: So, the update too longer than expected. I was going through so much writer's block. I knew what I wanted, just not how to get there. You get what I'm sayin'? Yes, no? Ok, then. I've decided I don't want Vienna to be the depressed widow and single mother. I want to give her a life, and although I'm not sure exactly how, I do know this will build up to it. So please, do forgive me.

I really do hope you like it. Not the best chapter(Sorry, I'm always worried about stuff like that). Please reply, tell me what you think.