A/N: I understand that I've got several alternate universe/time travel pieces already going, but I wanted to try one more. Why the heck not? It's not like I own the characters, so I can torture them however I want, right?

Ginny and Harry Potter crouched low in the abandoned shack they'd been hiding in. They were they last survivors of the Order of the Phoenix and were soon to be discovered.

Harry held his wife's left hand, fingering the plain platinum band that identified she was legally wed.

"I'm sorry to have gotten you involved in this," he whispered.

Ginny turned to face the heartbreakingly sweet man. "You didn't, Harry. I would have been in this even if I'd never met you. The bastard stole my family from me."

He gazed deep into her eyes. "When they come to take us, I want you to remember that I've always loved you."

"And I you," she answered, crushing her lips to his.

The desperate couple held tight to each other, focusing so much on wanting to protect the other, that they never heard the Death Eaters shouting, or finally barging into the room. There were no angry shouts in the world of the Potters, and no killing curses.

Harry woke in a white, hazy sort of place. He couldn't tell if he were standing on a cloud, or a very misty plain. There was no one around at first, but gradually he became aware of another person standing nearby.

"Ginny?"

She stood and rushed at him.

"Is it over, Harry? Is this the afterlife?"

"This is a different sort of place all together," a new voice answered.

The pair turned to find a tall, regal man standing near. His face was beautiful and serene, and the calming music that made his voice put both Potters at ease.

"What are we doing here?" Harry asked, his arms stealing around his wife.

"In the twenty-six years you were on the Earth, Harry Potter, you strove to work toward the greater good. We have been watching you, and have decided to offer you another chance."

"Who's we?" queried Ginny.

"And what do you mean another chance?"

"We are the watchers, and that's all that's necessary to know. By a second chance, you get to choose a time to go back to in your life, and start again from there."

"What good would that do?" Harry snorted.

"You retain the memories you have gained."

Harry looked at Ginny, then stared shocked at the watcher.

"I can't do it! You only said me. I can't go back to a time when Ginny wasn't a part of my life. I can't go back without her."

"Harry," gasped his wife. "You have a chance to get a jump on Voldemort. I'll still be alive, it just won't be the same."

"Gin-"

"You've misunderstood," the watcher said. "I apologize for my misleading you. I have only mentioned Harry Potter's name, but I meant to include the both of you."

The tension between the two instantly melted.

"What does this mean?" Harry asked. "We've been bonded, won't that be detectable when we go back?"

"Yes, everything that reads you reads the soul of a person, and as your souls are bonded, you will be recognized as such."

"Then you can get into my vault at Gringotts," Harry said, smiling. "I can finally get money sneaked into your parents house. Pay them back."

Ginny giggled a bit. "Pay them forward. You haven't gotten back yet."

A short discussion followed about the best time to begin reliving their lives. Harry thought back to when he was a small child, living with the Dursleys. He remembered when he was five and they had gone to zoo in London. He turned to Ginny.

"When you were very small, did your Dad ever take you to a Muggle zoo?"

"Yes, how did you know?"

Harry grinned. "I've been thinking. I can vaguely remember seeing a lot of red haired people at the zoo when I was about five. I think we were there at the same time."

Ginny's eyes grew excessively wide. "If we back to that moment, we might be able to get you away from the Dursleys! All you'd have to do is tell my parents how they treat you, and they'll bust down Dumbledore's door to get you away from them!"

"Yes, because the blood protection won't work after we go back. I can never again call the house of those people my home."

"Fix this time in your mind," the watcher instructed. "This is our only hope to save the human race, for indeed it is lost without your assistance."

Harry held Ginny close and pressed his cheek to hers. "We're ready."