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A/N: Last chapter.
Ginny was amazed at how well that had worked out. It was perfection to say the least.
Tom never remembered it, nor did the kids.
The death eaters swore not to tell a word. She'd told them that Potter was dead but Tom didn't remember and he thought that Potter had already been dead.
Of course, Ginny felt that it had all been way too easy, and she knew that at some point Tom would discover what had happened. But she wasn't about to tell him.
In fact, Ginny was sure that it would be years before he found out.
"Mummy? What did we do last night? It's all a bit foggy." Tommy had asked. Ginny wanted to tell the truth. She hated to lie to a five-year-old. But she couldn't ever tell him.
"Oh, nothing sweetie. Trust me, it was quite boring. You probably don't remember because you fell asleep pretty early."
"Oh. Okay."
Yes, she still felt horrible. But no one would know the truth for a long time, she knew it.
After all, if Harry kept quiet and the Order took this as a sign that they should wait until they were better prepared, nothing would happen, right?
But Ginny should've known that nothing stays perfect for long. Of course…she had to be wrong again.
To be continued in the sequel.
A/N: I know, I know. This was roughly a page on word and it didn't explain much. But I swear I'll have the first chapter of the sequel up in a couple of days. I don't know a good name for it yet, but I'll be sure to tell what it is in the summary. I can't give you any info on what it's about but I think you'll like it. So please read it when I get it up! Please!