Half Blood Prince: Harry Potter
Harry groaned in his sleep.
He dreamt of a thousand battles thought, a million soldiers sacrificed for a tiny disagreement. He saw wars, blood, death and through it all, Voldemort.
He saw brother turn against brother, father against son, son against mother, and mother against daughter. Voldemort was surrounded by Death Eaters, attacking seemingly random people.
He saw Hermione blast Neville with the killing curse, before she was put down by an Auror.
He saw Lupin, changed into his werewolf form, fighting an unknown vampire queen. Their teeth bared, they tore huge chunks of flesh from each other.
He saw Giants, Dementors, Goblins, Muggles, Wizards, everything. Millions of dead, thousands of orphans. He saw Ginny, crushed with a single blow, he saw Ron, burned to death in the flames of hell.
He screamed as he awoke.
14 years later
Harry Potter yawned and awoke in Hogwarts tower. The dormroom shone with the glistening light from the morning sun. He smiled as another yawn erupted from the bed nearest to his.
'Good morning Ron.'
The only response he received back was a mumbled grunt, before the sound of snoring reached Harry's ears once again.
Rolling his eyes, he got up and left the room to get a shower, remembering his date with Ginny later on.
1 hour later
Harry grabbed some sausage and toast, making a quick sandwich. He knew that he wouldn't have long before would be disturbed by the usual suspects. The Creeveys, Lavender and Parvati, he sighed. He didn't want their attention; he was too busy trying to be ordinary.
For example, the date between him and Ginny. He didn't feel anything really for Ginny, but he did think her attractive. He just wanted some fun. Luckily for him, Ginny did understand that, but if Ron or her brothers ever found out…well, it wouldn't be pretty for them once Harry had gone through with them.
Suddenly, a hand slipped around his waist and a voice breathed into his ear. 'Morning lover.'
Harry, rolling his eyes realized who it was. Spinning around, he pulled Ginny onto his lap and whispered into her ear. 'Well aren't you looking saucy today?'
Ginny blushed. She had deliberately decided to tease Harry by wearing a provoking outfit. She wore a tight fitting white shirt and a miniskirt. Recovering herself, she leant forward, just stopping a few millimeters from Harry's face. 'You like?'
Harry grinned. 'I like.' He murmured before pulling Ginny into a deep kiss.
They were suddenly interrupted by wolfwhistling from the Slytherin table. Harry broke off from the kiss and glared at the few Slytherins that were there, who mostly glared back in hatred, except for one girl.
Daphne Greengrass.
She and her best friend, Tracy sat together. Tracy stared at Harry as though she wanted to mutilate Harry completely, while Daphne simply looked at him as though mildly interested. Harry turned from her back to Ginny, who to his immense disappointment had gotten off his lap just as Ron had walked in.
Ron, passing Harry halted completely at the sight of Ginny. His mouth gaped. 'Gi – Ginny?' He asked, incredulous.
'Yes, oh brother of mine?' Ginny asked sarcastically.
If Ron noticed her tone, he ignored it. 'What the hell do you think you're wearing?!' His voice rose above a shriek.
Ginny looked down her body before at Ron again. 'Why, dear brother, do you not like what I'm wearing?'
Ron spluttered with indignation. 'Yes, I have a fucking problem with it. Go upstairs and get changed now!'
Ginny glared at him with hatred. 'Fine,' she spat. 'I'll get changed right now.'
Standing up, Ginny proceeded to take off her clothes to the astonishment of everyone in the Great Hall.
Once she had pulled off her T-shirt and miniskirt, leaving on only her bra and panties, she turned and walked out of the hall.
Harry tried to contain his laughter. He knew that Ginny had no personal inhibitions about her own body; she liked it, and didn't mind people seeing what she had to offer. It was one of the reasons why he liked her, and sometimes dreamt about her in wet dreams.
He smiled and ran back after her, catching up with her just as she disappeared into a classroom.
'Having fun?' Harry said, his eyes roaming up and down Ginny's body. She pouted, and pulled on some robes that she had just summoned, causing Harry's eyes to mentally cry as her goods disappeared.
Rolling her eyes at his expression, she pulled him to her, and kissed him.
Suddenly, for the second time in five minutes, they were interrupted, this time by a letter falling into Harry's hand. Looking around in surprise, he opened the letter, with Ginny looking over his shoulder.
Dear Mr. Potter,
As you are no doubt aware, in accordance to your late parent's will, you have reached the age in which you will receive your inheritance.
In this letter, we have sent to you a Portkey which will activate as soon as you touch it today. However, we do warn you, we fear that a certain Headmaster will have already realized you have received this letter, and will be on his way to receive it.
We also encourage you to come by today, or else the inheritance will be lost, and your guardian or closest relatives will receive the inheritance.
Yours faithfully,
Griphook of Gringotts bank
Harry stared at the letter in amazement. Inside the letter was a Muggle pound coin. He assumed that was what you had to touch.
Looking at Ginny, he realized that he had to leave, he had no choice. He was compelled.
Just as he held onto Ginny's hand, the door burst open and Dumbledore marched in, flanked by Snape and McGonagall.
Just as the three wands rose, Harry grabbed the pound coin, and with Ginny, disappeared to Gringotts.