Harry Potter and the Revelation of the Horcruxes
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling, although I wish I did.
Summary: Harry, Ron and Hermione know what is coming, and they are ready for it. The trio is setting off to a quest beyond Hogwarts with a goal beyond banishing Voldemort and the Horcruxes, and to see to a new age. Post HBP. Discoveries, mysteries, Dursley torture, romance, powers, horcruxes, R.A.B., the Hogwarts four, Greek Gods, Merlin and suspense galore! HarryGinny, RonHermione.
Author's Note: Hey everyone, this is my first fanfic, but I hope that you'll like it because I put everything I had in it. Please review 'cause I need your support. (Now I'm getting mushy…) By the way, this story starts after the 6th book. I beg your pardon if some of the new spells are inaccurate. I only racked my brains for the Latin words. Love you all and I hope you like it!
psyche97snuffles
Chapter 1
Never a More Different Summer
We are who we dream to be. We become what we believe we'll be.
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It was the train ride home from Hogwarts. The weather was a dull, cloudy gray, with a soft drizzle. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny were seated silently in their compartment. All of them were staring into space, thinking along the same lines.
Dumbledore is dead. Just like Sirius.
Voldemort is out there. And we have four more horcruxes, torn pieces of his soul, to destroy before we could destroy him.
We have to do something. We can't let those who died in the hands of Voldemort die in vain.
But how do we do it? Can we even do it?
For hours the four of them just sat there, barely talking to each other except to ask about the time. After what felt like ages, the train screeched and fell to a stop. The conductor then announced that the passengers could get off and go through the barrier. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all through the barrier silently, and searched for their parents, but in Harry's case, "relatives".
The silence was broken when Ron said, "Okay, how do we tell mum and dad?"
Harry was startled, "Tell them what, Ron?"
Hermione answered, "That we're going to the Dursleys with you, silly! You didn't think we'd break our promise, did you?"
"Of course not, it's just that – never mind."
Ginny said, "You know we're always here for you, Harry. Never forget that. But I'll bet our parents will allow us to go with you. You're well protected in the Dursleys' house anyway. The only problem is how we will get your uncle to agree?"
"That's easy. We'll just have to get Mad-Eye to threaten them again. Besides, we can do magic now. We could threaten them with anything we want!" said Ron casually.
"Ron! Really!" admonished Hermione.
"I think Ron's right, Hermione. They'd deserve it anyway. But since when is Ginny coming along?" asked Harry.
"Hey! I have every right to come! You're my boyfriend, don't you remember? Besides, Hermione told me while we were packing." Ginny said, annoyed.
"But Gin, remember what I told you at the funeral?"
"Yes, I do remember and I don't care! You have to at least give me the freedom to make my own decisions!"
"But – ".
"Harry, do at least let her come. She's old enough to make her own choices." interfered Hermione.
Harry knew there was no arguing to this, especially with Hermione against him. He knew he could not debate with Hermione about anything. Most especially about feelings.
"All right." Harry finally relented.
"Good."
In the heat of their discussion, they did not realize that their relatives were calling them so loud already that the Muggles were staring at them.
"Ron! Ginny! Oh for goodness sake! We've been calling you until our throats were dry!"
"Sorry, mum."
"Let me have a look at you! Ron, your shirt is all crumpled! Ginny, dear, did you eat well at Hogwarts? You lost a lot of weight!"
"That's the way everyone's weight is, mum. And oh, yeah, we have to tell you something. In private. But let's wait for Harry and Hermione." said Ginny.
Hermione was a few feet away from them, greeting her parents and getting similar admonishments that Ron and Ginny got. Eventually, she led her parents to where Ron and Ginny were standing. She introduced her parents to the others and vice versa.
"Where's Harry?" she asked after a little while.
"Right here." Harry didn't have anyone beside him. "I didn't find them. I guess the Dursleys got late."
Everyone's faced darkened at the mention of the Dursleys. Then Mrs. Weasley inquired, "So what's this all about, children? Do we have to go someplace quiet?"
"Yes mum." Said Ron.
Everyone went behind the ticket booth, where there was a dark, unoccupied corner. Mrs. Weasley cast a silencing charm around them.
"So what is it that you wanted to discuss that was so private?" she asked.
Hermione answered quickly, "Ron, Ginny and I want to go with Harry to the Dursleys this summer to keep him company."
Hermione's parents said, "What? Why? Can't you at least stay with us for the summer a little while?"
"I'm sorry, mum, dad, but the Dursleys are not exactly the nicest people and Harry would be a bit lonely. He needs us all there, you know."
Harry felt his face flush in embarrassment. It was partly because he was embarrassed by the way Hermione talked about him and partly because he knew that her story was only half true. Harry told Ron and Hermione that he wanted to visit his parents' graves and find the rest of the Horcruxes to get Voldemort. And that was the real reason they wanted to be there for him.
"I guess it would be alright. You just make sure you write to us often, okay, honey?"
"I promise, Mum." Said Hermione.
"I suppose I should just allow you two since Hermione's been allowed, right? Although I thought something like this would happen given recent events. You just promise me that you would take care of yourselves, and write as often as possible. And don't use too much magic. If you think you could get away with pranking the Dursleys to death, think again." Said Mrs. Weasley.
"Thanks, mum, I love you so much. I promise to send you a letter every three days." Said Ginny with a hug.
"Two."
"But Mum!"
"Alright, three. Just make sure you do that and stay safe, alright?"
"We promise."
"Alright, Ron, Ginny. But what are you going to do about the Dursley's?"
"Er, we were hoping that you would, uh, ask them to stay with us, if that's okay with you." Said Ron.
"I see," said Mrs. Weasley. She held a mischievous glint in her eye that shocked them all. Apparently, she was planning something for the Dursleys. Harry never thought that Mrs. Weasley, of all people, would plan something nasty on someone, even if her life depended on it. It seemed that she thought the Dursleys deserved it, and Molly Weasley would only show the prankster part of herself when the need arose. Fred and George would love to see this.
"Uh, mum, I don't think pranking the Dursleys would be such a good idea," said Ron cautiously.
"Who said anything about pranking? I'm just going to have a little talk with them," said Mrs. Weasley, her eyes still sparkling.
"Who would have thought Mum would be the one to get back at the Dursleys?" whispered Ron to Harry, astounded.
"Yeah, it's scary," agreed Harry.
"I think that's because of the row she and Sirius had once before about letting us listen in to the Order. It seems that she saw things in a new light," said Hermione knowledgeably.
"Ah, the Dursleys. There they are. Shall we, children?" said Mrs. Weasley with a grin, beckoning them forward.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all had grins on their faces as they approached Platform 9, where the Dursleys were standing and looking ready to go any second and leave Harry.
"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, lovely to meet you both. I am Mrs. Molly Weasley, and these are my children, Ron and Ginny. This are Hermione and her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Granger," said Mrs. Weasley with a very sweet smile that was similar to Umbridge's whenever she was trying to hide her anger. But Mrs. Weasley's smile at the moment was the only thing that was similar between the two women. The other characteristics were incomparable. However, the look the Dursleys all had was as if they had swallowed a lemon.
"I just have a teensy request," said Mrs. Weasley, again imitating Professor Umbridge to probably irritate the Dursleys. "Harry here just suffered a loss and gone through a tough ordeal at the end of the school year. It is imperative that his friends accompany him, because it is a hard time for him to adjust. And also, Professor Dumbledore told us last year that Harry must come back to Privet Drive in order to make sure that the wards are still working, at least until after his birthday."
The Dursleys were paling, and Dudley let out a fart. All of them were standing still as they slowly processed the information. It was Uncle Vernon who recovered first. He said in a very angry tone while trying to control his temper, "I won't let them stay in my house. I will not have any of that, er –."
"Yes, Mr. Dursley?"
"That is to say, er -," stuttered Uncle Vernon, suddenly scared when he saw Mrs. Weasley ready her wand in order to shrink some of the luggage discreetly. It seemed like he suddenly remembered last year's threats from the Order, added to the fact that Mrs. Weasley might curse him if he said something unpleasant. Harry and Ron were both trying to stifle their laughs as Uncle Vernon's face started to grow a lovely shade of purple.
"That is to say, how can we let them stay, er, we do not have enough room," recovered Aunt Petunia.
Mrs. Weasley replied sweetly, "Oh no, not to worry! We could always use magic to enlarge Harry's room without even affecting the other rooms. I'm sure a good engorgement charm would do and the four of them could stay there. Ron and Hermione are both of age, by the way, and can now do magic, so you wouldn't have any Ministry owls to deal with."
Uncle Vernon was back on the game, "Oh no, no no! I will not have my house toyed with any unnaturalness that-." He stopped again as he saw Mrs. Weasley doing a scourging charm on the teens' clothes. Harry did all that he could to stop himself from laughing and ruining the moment.
"Oh, and I almost forgot. You do not need to worry about feeding them and spending for ekeltricity. (Electricity, muttered Ginny.) They could just conjure their food. Magic could do wonders. Besides, you would be able to get to know your nephew's friends, won't you, Mr. Dursley? And it would be good for the children to be more exposed to different situations, don't you think?"
Uncle Vernon was about to protest when Aunt Petunia suddenly whispered something unintelligible to his ear. He faced the wizards and witches again and nodded slowly, as if about to be put to a death sentence. Dudley's jaw fell open. Harry let out a silent whoop.
"Alright then. Thank you very much, Mr. and Mrs. Dursley. I promise the children will not be much of a trouble. Children, you behave yourselves while you're there. I will miss you. Take care of Harry, alright?"
"We promise mum. Goodbye," said Ginny.
"Bye mum," said Ron.
"Love you, mum, dad," said Hermione.
"Thanks for everything, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry.
The four of them marched happily and mischievously to the Dursleys' car. The Dursleys were walking slowly as if they walked slowly enough, the others would change their minds. Unfortunately for them, they didn't. And so the Dursleys entered the car silently. Then Mr. Dursley said, "So how are we all gonna fit, eh?"
Hermione pulled out her wand cheerfully, "Oh, an engorgement charm!"
"Wait! What are you doing?" asked Aunt Petunia frantically.
"Engorgio!" yelled Hermione, pointing her wand towards the backseat. Too late.
The seats of the car lengthened itself in both sides. However, the outside was still the same as it was.
"How did you do it on just the inside, Hermione?" asked Ron, doing his best to appear interested, now that they were together.
"Oh, just point the wand vertically on the object. And it's important that it's pointing on the inside," said Hermione.
"I hate to cut the chat, but we have to go home. Unless you want to do public transport," grumbled Uncle Vernon.
"Nah, we could apparate," muttered Ron sarcastically.
The seven of them waited for an hour in silence in the car before they reached Privet Drive. Ron was ogling at all the Muggle equipment such as traffic lights, phone booths, etc. The car finally hit a stop at Number 4, Privet Drive. Everyone got off the car and looked around. Ron and Ginny were both curiously staring at the microwave oven about what it was. Harry led the way to his room, which was just at the landing of the stairs with the cupboard underneath it.
"Harry, you mentioned that the Dursleys used to put you in a cupboard under the stairs. You don't mean this cupboard?" asked Ginny.
"Yeah, that's the one," said Harry with his face going beet red.
"Oh," said Ginny, not sure of what to say.
"Come on, let's go upstairs to where my room is," Harry said to break the silence.
Harry and the others walked up to the room, Ron jumping in surprise when the stairs creaked. Harry opened the room and said, "Welcome to my humble abode." Hermione smiled.
"It's a really nice room, Harry. It's neat, unlike Ron's here," said Ginny.
"Hey! I like the way my room is fixed. It's, uh, called abstract design," said Ron.
They all burst out laughing, especially Hermione, "Honestly, Ron, you're hopeless. But I still love you."
Everyone silenced at the sweet moment. Ron's ears turned pink. Ginny broke the awkwardness. "Okay, let's get moving. We have to enlarge the room, right?"
"Right now?" asked Harry incredulously.
"Yes, if you want to be able to sleep tonight. We won't fit, remember?" said Ginny.
"Oh, right. Ron, Hermione, would you do the honors?"
"Sure," said Ron, eager to do his first piece of magic outside of Hogwarts. Ron and Hermione yelled simultaneously, "Engorgio Quadra!" The room enlarged by four times its size.
"Now, for the beds and other things, let's do a duplication charm. Multeo Quadra!"
"What's going on in there?" yelled Aunt Petunia at the noise.
"Nothing, Aunt Petunia!" yelled Harry back.
The door opened and she went in. Aunt Petunia's eyes went wide at what she saw. The room was exactly the way it was, only, four times as much. It was like there were mirrors used as walls. And yet the house did not change. At all. So the result was inevitable. Aunt Petunia fainted.
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"Oh no, now what?" asked Harry.
"We wake her up. Ennervate." Hermione said.
"Jeez, your aunt has some serious problems, Harry," said Ron.
"Paranoia, phobia, anxiety attacks, nosiness. Yeah. She has all that," Harry said soberly.
Aunt Petunia's eyes fluttered open as she regained consciousness. The way her eyes went wide at her surroundings made them scared that she would faint again, but this time, she held her balance.
"Wha-what happened here?" she asked, shocked.
"Oh, just an engorgement and duplication charm. Nothing to worry about," said Ginny.
Aunt Petunia stood up slowly and backed out the door. Her hands were shaking and her face was devoid of blood. The expression on her face was that of fear, shock, anger, and surprisingly, a small hint of envy. Just when Harry thought that she was about to burst, she said timidly, "I'll just leave you kids in here alright?"
"Oh, er, thanks, Aunt Petunia," said Harry, just as shocked as Aunt Petunia.
The door closed and Aunt Petunia was out of the room. The four stared at each other in bewilderment at the woman's reaction.
"Well, that was strange," said Ron.
"Definitely. It seemed like she was mad and scared of Harry, but when I looked at her eyes, it looked like she wanted to express something else," said Ginny.
"It seems like she was jealous. Remember that you mentioned to us once that Aunt Petunia hated your mum because her parents always said, 'Lily this and Lily that.' Maybe that's the reason why she's jealous and angry at the same time. She probably wishes that she had magic so that her childhood would have had more memories of attention being given to her. And she's probably angry because we reminded her again of that lack of attention. And so she resents and longs for magic at the same time," said Hermione in a tone of being called on in class.
"Whoa, Hermione. I don't know how you do it, but, that was wicked," Ron said, for the lack of a better word.
"What's wicked?"
"The way you just interpret other people's feelings! You could be an advice columnist for the Daily Prophet, you know!"
Hermione blushed from the praise. "Thanks Ron. That's really sweet."
"Er, no problem, Hermione."
The two of them stood closer to each other, smiling as if they were in heaven. They leaned in. Hermione very slowly closed her eyes, bracing herself. Ron did so too. The two of them were just inches apart. Then…
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"Hem, hem."
Ron and Hermione jumped apart. Their actions were obviously noticed by the two other occupants in the room. Harry watched with amusement when he said, "Hem, hem," in a perfect imitation of Umbridge, causing the two of them to jump. They looked at Harry and Ginny, blushing a deep crimson.
"Er, it's late, I think we should get some sleep and fix the room a bit tomorrow. It's creepy that all our things look the same," said Ron, trying to change the subject.
"Sure Ron, we should get some sleep so that some others might be a bit more… relaxed and free," said Ginny mischievously. She knew every bit of what would have happened, and would make sure that Ron was tormented for the rest of his life for always scolding her for kissing when he himself could not help it. Not that she was totally evil, but just a bit.
Harry saw the look on Ginny's face and realized that he would at least have to try and save Ron right now and give him a break. Harry was his best friend after all. "That's a good idea. I'm exhausted. The bathroom is just outside the room. I'm going to unpack." With that, Ginny gave him a nasty look for spoiling her fun.
Harry started unpacking his things. He put his clothes in the wardrobe and kept his most prized possessions, like the Invisibility cloak, Marauder's map and Firebolt within his trunk. Unlike the previous years, he did not need to hide his things under the floorboard anymore, with his friends there. In fact, he was looking forward to a very interesting summer.
As he was taking things out, his fingers found the locket. The locket that had caused so much anguish to Harry, in more ways than one. It was because of this locket that Dumbledore died. It was because of this locket that Harry lost his next closest thing to a parent, next to Sirius. On top of it all, it was only a fake Horcrux. All their efforts to eliminate the menace that was Voldemort became useless.
Oh yes, Harry certainly felt that he had to do something. That was to do what Dumbledore and this R.A.B. who left the locket started. To destroy Voldemort. But he had a long path ahead of him, as there were four more Horcruxes and this R.A.B. to find. Besides, he had other things on his agenda this summer.
This is going to be an interesting summer.
To be continued…