10: King's Cross Again

When Ginny opened her eyes she saw a misty and unformed King's Cross.

She wore the short green dress which had been Harry's favourite. A dress she'd expanded out of over sixty years ago. The years had fallen from her; she was in her prime, her early thirties. Her unbound hair fell across her face; it was bright red, a colour it hadn't been for decades.

The fog cleared and she saw him. He was young, black-haired, smooth-skinned and his eyes shone. They ran towards each other and kissed passionately.

'What happens now, Harry?' she asked.

'We catch the train.'