Hi everyone, I am so sorry about the length of updating time. You have my word it won't be so long in the future. About the age mistake that was brought to my attention, in the story I said Remus was 42, I am going to make him 38 instead. Sorry bout the mix up. If any of the characters seem OOC in this story, my apologies ahead of time, if they are it is either because I have not written in this pairing before, or because I made them that way, most likely the first though. Happy reading everyone, and A Big Thanks to everyone who reviewed, it means alot to me to know what you think. :)

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"Ahh, Remus?" she whispered, trying the knob again."I think were locked in."

Hearing her declaration he tried the knob himself, pulling the door, it didn't even jiggle. Frowning slightly he glanced towards the small girl.

"Yes Ginny, I believe we are"

Retreating slightly from the door he rested his chin on his hand. Frowning at the stuble he opened his mouth. "Ginny?" he questioned. Seeing her head raise at his voice he continued. "You wouldn't happen to have your wand would you?"

Watching her rock back and forth he noticed her apprehension to speak. Finding his answer he merely nodded and shot out his hand. Feeling her grasp quickly he threw his head to the right, silently asking her to follow.

Pulling her slightly he slowly guided her to the southern end of the room. Smiling at her tiny hand in his large he wound their fingers together. Remus was not a very tall or important man in his mind, but the way she trusted and looked at him, it made him feel like the greatest person in the world. From the moment he first encountered her he knew she was special. He promised himself he would never let any harm come to her and to this day he had kept that very promise.

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Cursing herself for not bringing her wand Ginny let Remus guide her across the room. Feeling him interlock his fingers with hers her eyes widened in shock. Not allowing herself to fill her heart with false hope she glanced around the room once more. It had been so long since she was able to be in an unlit place without reacting very nervously. Outside was her favorite place to be, she could enjoy the night while being comforted by the light from the stars.

Glancing at the man before her she realized how calm she was. It's just the fact that your not alone Ginny she told herself. It's not because of Remus .

No matter how hard she tried she couldn't will her mind to believe it. There were only a few people that could make her feel safe. Bill and Charlie, her favorite brothers, ever since she was a little girl they would protect her from evil, even in the forms of Gred and Forge. They always used to take care of her, she grinned at the memory of her 6th birthday. She used to pretend she was Tinkerbell, a character from a muggle movie, Peter Pan. She would dress up in her fairy costume, and Bill would lay her in his arms and fly her across the room.

How happy that would make her. That's how she felt with Remus. She felt like she was flying.

Blinking rapidly at her recent discovery she watched him search through the drawers of his desk. Looking for something to get us out she supposed.

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Pulling open the various drawers he blindly rummaged through old materials. His left hand still attached to Ginny's, he moved to the third row. Noting the miscellaneous photos, he grabbed them, opening the final drawer a crack he placed the photos on the surface of the desk, Curiosity taking over he leafed through them quickly. Reaching the last picture his eyes halted. Slowly lifting his hand he raised the corner slightly. It was Ginny.

Running a finger over the top he studied it intently. She was radiant. It was after her graduation, she was running to meet them. Beaming proudly he felt his other hand start to move. Dropping the picture he turned to a very openly shaking Ginny Weasley.

"Ginny," he whispered, trying to find what was wrong.

No movement. "Honey, are you ok?" he asked. Concern visible on his face he moved around to face her. Finding her eyes they were transfixed over his left shoulder. Gingerly placing a hand on her cheek he spoke again softly. "Ginny love?"

Licking his lips nervously he felt his chest constrict with anguish. Seeing her mouth start to quiver he tried to make out the words.

"No.....no no no," she mumbled shaking her head violently. Placing a hand on each side of her face he tried to get her to look at him. "No what Gin?"

Eyes widening she stepped backwards. "tt...t.tom"