Harry Potter And The Life After Voldie.
Summary
This story takes place right after the war and before 19 years later. There's going to be lots of comedy, drama, funerals and…Love. This story is dedicated to a special friend of mine… ENJOY!
Disclaimer
I do NOT own Harry Potter all characters are all genious creations of J.
Harry woke early the next morning only to find himself on his Hogwarts bed thinking of the war and the effects of it on the Wizarding World. He then thought about his conversation with Professor Dumbledore that carried late into the night before. Everything was clearer now that Professor Dumbledore had done his share of explaining.
As Harry got up from his bed, he noticed a snoring Ron, Neville, Dean and Seamus all huddled up in their bunks. Despite the horrid and dreadful situations they were all in, this managed to plaster a huge smile on his face as he couldn't help but to remember his school days.
Harry grabbed his clothes that Hermione had left for him the other night and a clean towel and headed straight into the shower for a warm bath. It was cold and gloomy that morning. Throughout the shower, Harry reminisced about his good -actually great- times with Ginny and his coming future with her. But what if…she found someone else? He thought. Or maybe even worse…fallen out of love with him? This made the pounding in his head increase so he decided to just block out these thoughts, relax and enjoy his bath.
When he finally thought it was time to come out of the bathroom, Harry dumped his dirty clothes on his bed and made his way through the cracked, shattered marble staircase and into The Great Hall, in the midst of all this with his head still throbbing among of all those frustrating thoughts. Upon entering the damaged Hall, he saw a couple of House Elves running around cleaning and repairing the destroyed Hall, but his attention was drawn to a lone Mrs. Weasley sitting at the end of the Gryffindor table.
The sight of this made Harry's heart ache. He could understand Mrs. Weasley's pain as he lost far too many people that he had cared about in this war as well. Harry walked towards her. She turned to face him with her face red and blotchy with fresh tears ready to fall from her eyes.
"Harry dear, how are you?" Only Mrs. Weasley would say something like that at a time like this. She really cared for him and Harry knew that.
"I'm okay Mrs. Weasley, how are you doing?'
"I'm okay dear. I'm coping, trying to hold up at the very least. I just miss my little Freddie so much. He was always the light of the family…he and George. Oh George I don't know how he is going to take it."
Harry could only manage to reach out and hug the closest thing he's ever known to a mother. As he did this he asked "Mrs. Weasley, I know that this isn't such the best of times but I have to ask…do you think that I could possibly stay at the burrow until I can find a place of my own?"
"Harry dear, mi casa es su casa .Your place at the house has always been available since that fortunate day when Ronald sat next to you on the Hogwarts Express" This statement made Harry grin as he remembered the day a small freckeled boy asked permisson to share his compartment on the Hogwarts Express 7 years ago. That day seemed so far away now.
Harry guided Mrs. Weasley to a chair and asked a house elf that was passing by for cups of hot tea and toast for the both of them. Harry then reminded Mrs. Weasley about the time Fred and George tried to send Harry a toilet seat after his confrontation with Voldemort in his first year and how Fred and George spiked the punch at Bill and Fleur's wedding with Firewhiskey. Harry and Mrs. Weasley reminisced about all Fred and George's pranks, jokes and tricks. This made Mrs. Weasley laugh and smile a little.
Later they were slowly joined by George, Mr. Weasley, Ron and Hermione, Percy, Bill and Fleur, Charlie and his girlfriend, Ekaterina, and lastly Ginny -ahh Ginny-. Together, they coped with the loss of their loved one as Fred lives on forever in their hearts, minds and memories.
A/N : This is a little something for a dear friend of mine...hope she likes it...she help me make it so of coarse she likes it!
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