Given the recent comments, I apologize if I make Sirius look like a pedophile - although maybe it is, but it's not a big measure.Honestly that is NOT the intention, given the fact that it does NOT delve into the romance between Sirius and Ginny. Yes, I am also aware of the ages of each one. I did not want to delve into that part because the first two chapters are more to tell facts than to recreate them. Unfortunately, the story had to be that way because the main idea -the one that motivated me to do the fic in the first place- is going to be developed in the third chapter, which is the end of the day. Of course, there are other ways in which I could relate to Sirius and Ginny but as I said above, the main idea does not allow me at all.
I respect your opinion, seriously. What I regret is that If you get a bad impression of the fic. This is the first time I write for Harry Potter after all.
During their stay at Grimmauld Place, Ginny and Sirius became good friends. Very good friends. It was as if everything clicked between them. Both enjoyed making jokes, sometimes they stayed late at night sharing anecdotes. Of course, they had their little "dates" at the expense of Molly Weasley, who did everything possible to prevent Ginny and Sirius from cohabiting more than they should.
In spite of enjoying laughing side by side, their unexpected friendship became stronger when, without being conscious, they began to share their demons. To say that Sirius was shocked by the story of Ginny's first year at Hogwarts would be a great underestimation. Despite their tragic stories, they discovered that something more than jokes united them ...
Then everything took a full turn of 180 °. The friction began to happen, the long glances during dinner, the space between their bodies when they talked was reduced more and more. Until one night, while they were discussing Hogwarts, the current situation plus Harry's behavior, somewhere in Sirius' story both were close enough where the slightest movement could make their bodies brush. The next thing Sirius knew was how Ginny's warm lips pressed firmly to his.
The speed with which her face flushed was something Sirius would not forget so easily. Nor the fact that she did not apologize for her audacity. In fact, she said absolutely nothing for a long time. Sirius thought she must be stunned; Why wouldnt she be? she had just kissed a thirty-something fugitive "killer" in the same house where her 4 brothers and their parents - her extremely overprotective mother - slept. At least they assumed they did it.
However, the whisper that was expelled from her lips took him out of his reverie.
" Good night, Siri. " - As if he was an animal, she got up slowly without stopping looking at him. There was something in her eyes, something he could not decipher at the time but it was familiar. It was not until he was lying in a bed that he could name that look: desire.
He had not seen the desire in a woman's eyes for 12 years, but this young girl - very young - looked at him briefly as if he were the last chocolate chip cookie that Molly had baked. Although the description of the feeling did not sound sexy at all, it was the one that came closest to her.
The following days after the kiss were normal, it was as if the kiss had not happened at all. Sirius decided to go with the younger Weasley. Although the short looks that Tonks gave him had not gone unnoticed. He knew that Hermione and Ginny shared a room, Tonks sometimes accompanied them for what could be said that they were growing nearby. If Ginny told her about kissing him toTonks, he could not tell, but he was sure Hermione did not know anything. If she had known, Molly would be confronting him at that moment.
The days continued. The routine in the house of the Blacks - to everyone's displeasure - remained firmly: breakfast, cleaning, more cleaning, lunch, back to cleaning, cleaning more thoroughly, tea time, returned to clean ... had already been mentioned cleaning thoroughly? ... dine, sleep. It was definitely not the best summer for anyone, but they had no other options. With the attack on the Burrow - home of the Weasleys - it was not safe for them to be in sight, nor did they have anywhere to go.
" Hey Siri. " - Ginny's voice brought him back to reality. She smiled at him as she was leaning against the door frame. Sirius raised his questioning eyebrows. " I need help lifting some boxes. "
This was new. Ginny never asked for help because of what her brothers said. She was too independent and proud to do it. It should be something very important for her to come to him, considering all the dark objects that resided in the house he got up and then follow her to the room closest to that of his dead and deadly brother: Regulus Black.
I remembered vaguely having heard her say that she had cleaned the room to which they were heading, so she must have left some boxes to clean. However, once inside the room he realized that everything was impeccable. Frowning, he turned to her with questions in his mouth; questions that were never verbally asked by the obstruction of a pair of lips. On tiptoe in front of him, Ginny joined her lips with the of him while clinging to his neck.
He stepped back, interrupting the kiss to look at her face. There it was again; that look full of emotions where only one predominated: desire. Dragging her head towards his, Sirius pressed his lips against hers.
It had been a while since she started her fourth year at Hogwarts. She tried to be more applied to perform her tasks before the weekend, which led to more normal time in the library. Her boyfriend, Michael, was being weighed by the fact that they did not spend much time together, but Ginny decided to ignore his tirade. She worked hard in her classes, obtaining the best grades in almost all her classes except for History of magic - it was not possible to stay awake -. In Potions she was cooperative with the theory of each potion they made, despite being a garbage for the practices. However, no matter how applied you are, in the eyes of Professor Snape the Gryffindors were only incompetent in his class, taking as an example Hermione.
Then there was Quidditch. Due to Harry's suspension to perform the sport, she had to take his place since she was the one who had the most skill to be Seeker, although her true position was Huntress. On the other hand, that did not stop her from getting the Snitch under the noses of Cho Chang - Harry's love interest.
A normal boyfriend would be happy for her victory despite having competed against his team, however for Michael it was not. Instead of congratulating her, he shouted at her for having done ashamed of his team stealing the Snitch. Ginny was stupefied throughout his speech until, angered by Michael's impudence, she launched her famous Bat-bogey thus filling the face of her "boyfriend" of annoying bats.
" In case it had not been clear, we've broken up! " - Ginny shouted at Ravenclaw that he shouted as he tried, futilely, to drive away the bats.
From there things went more quiet for Ginny; she studied, she spent more time knowing her roommates, she made Neville meet Luna ... then she came the Army of Dumbledore (DA). The fact that Harry was a great teacher did not was very surprised, however the fact that he decided to do it was something shocking for her. Everyone who truly knew Harry would know that he never liked being the center of attention, but here he was, in front of almost 50 students from all the houses, less Slytherins, teaching defense spells.
She had to admit that the looks of pride she received from Harry caused a feeling warm in her chest, but noticing how he was getting closer and closer to Cho it demonstrated what she already knew months ago: Harry would never look at her with other eyes. On the other hand, there was a pair of dark eyes that did not stop seeing her. Dean Thomas; Harry, Neville and Ron's roommate, gave a small smile to the be caught looking at her. She sent another smile into consideration.
With the exile of Professor Dumbledore, the situation at Hogwarts was cold and alarming. Which is why Harry, with Hermione's help, scheduled more DA meetings. The trips to Hogsmeade were canceled, the festivities were paused, classes had become somewhat heavy. They were literally prisoners. That made her think of Sirius; more than ever she understood his desperation to be locked in the house that both he hated.
She decided to dine in the kitchen at Hogwarts that night, she did not want to see the toad face of Umbridge It was hard to see her and not try to bewitch her. Despite the enthusiasm of the elves domestic by her presence, managed to convince her to take more food with her. Yet it was a few hours before the curfew, so she decided to take a walk on the court of Quidditch - it was forbidden to play it at a general level.
When she felt that her body was already cold enough she decided to return to the castle. However, the flash of a movement made her turn quickly with her wand in the hand. She looked around for any threat until her eyes remained trapped in a dog near the Forbidden Forest. The animal was familiar but not she could remember why, until the dog winked at her.
Sirius
What was he doing here? Why was he here? Has something happened? Dad suffered another attack?
Worried, she followed him to the Boxer Willow, which was a large tree with multiple and long branches that moved when someone approached it. However something amazing had happened; the tree stopped its branches after Sirius had bit a root. Confused followed the dog into a hole in the tree by which Sirius of slipped. She followed him somewhat fearfully.
A door appeared in front of her, which opened to reveal a somewhat dusty room.
She recognized the room as the House of Screams, which many claim is haunted she remembered the story of how Sirius met for the first time, face to face, with Harry in that place.
She turned to find that Sirius had stopped being the dog. She was about to question his presence when he surprised her with a sweeping kiss. Could not avoid moan in her mouth as she felt his lips against hers, which were cold due to her exposure to the field.
Surrounding Sirius's neck, she stood on tiptoe as she deepened the kiss. Soon, the tunic she wore on top of her uniform disappeared. Sirius took her by the waist to lift her up, she wrapped her legs around his hip. As satisfying as the kiss was, she wanted to know the reason for his presence.
" Si ... Sirius ... " - she called him between kisses - " What ... have you ... done here? "
" I needed you. I could not stand another minute in that house. " - Sirius said nibbling her neck. Ginny moaned softly as she felt the warm hands of Sirius on her cold back.
" It's dangerous, Sirius. The Dementors could find you! "
" I will take the risk… "
In the distance, in the Gryffindor tower, there was a sleepy Harry Potter. Voldemort had not done stopped tormenting him in his dreams with his visions. He removed the sheets from his body, he took his wand plus a book as he made his way to the common room.
After settling himself in front of the scant fire in the fireplace, Harry prepared to read the book of Defense Against the Dark Arts. However, it was impossible to concentrate on the book. With a resigned sigh he closed the book, but he was struck by a piece of parchment that fell when he placed the book at his side.
It was the Map of the Marauders.
What was it doing there?
Shrugging his shoulders, he took it. With a light tap of his wand, he pronounced the password: I solemnly swear that I am not doing anything good. The map opened showing all the people and / or animals that resided at Hogwarts. With a fast checking, he checked Umbridge's location who apparently was in her bedroom. The only point that still remained was that of Hagrid, which should not be strange considering the amount of animals that were under his care.
Already prepared to close the map, another point caught his attention: Ginny Weasley. according to the map, she was moving through the Quidditch field. It was 4:30 am, what was she supposed to do? raised at this time ?. The flights were also prohibited, of course she was the sister of Fred and George, had a natural instinct to break the rules. Although he was not who to talk. He watched as her point approached the doors of Hogwarts. Not far from the point of Ginny had another one, it was …
Padfoot.
What was Sirius doing at Hogwarts? Why did not he tell him? Had anything happened in the Order? But if so, why did they send Sirius? Dumbledore does not …
The Fat Lady's door opened slightly, a figure slipped through the darkness from the common room. Harry squeezed his wand, lowered his eyes to the map to see the point of Ginny next to hers. Padfoot was gone.
" Ginny " - Harry called in a low voice. He heard a slight gasp from the girl in question.
" Harry? " - whispered Ginny turning in search of the owner of the voice. - " It's you? "
" Yes. " - Harry said getting up from the couch. Ginny fixed her gaze on the boy next to the chimney. - " What were you doing out so late? "
" I could ask you the same thing. "
" I never sleep at night, nightmares do not allow me " - admitted Harry. - " What did you do in the stands? "
" How do you know ...? " - Ginny interrupted herself when performing the hit. - " The map of the Marauders? "
Now Harry was surprised: " Do you know the map? "
That earned him a snort from Ginny.
" Of course I know Harry. The twins showed it to me after having it found. I had it for a while in my second year here. " - Ginny said shrugging.
Harry was stunned with that revelation. Ginny had the map? Why does not she said before?
When would that be an idiot? After you ignored her last summer? After what happened in the Chamber of Secrets? - a voice in his head recriminated.
During their internal debate, Ginny made her way to the stairs of the bedroom of the girls, but stopped after climbing the first step.
" Besides ... " - she said attracting Harry's attention. - " Two of its creators had talked me about it. "
Everything was a disaster.
Voldemort broke into the Department of Mysteries in search of a kind of ... prophecy. He tortured Harry in front of my eyes while a Death Eater had his wand in my throat.
My foot folded.
Hermione, Ron, Neville, Luna had minor injuries, however it was Harry who brought the greater blow; Sirius died. He fell through the Veil in front of Harry. I knew that Sirius and Bellatrix fought a duel, the irritable laughter of the Death Eater was not a sound you could ignore.
Everyone, including Harry, was in the infirmary at Hogwarts. For some reason, Madam Pomfrey placed me on the stretcher farthest from the group. Despite the strange look that the healer directed, Ginny appreciated the solitude that surrounded her to think.
Sirius was dead.
Her best friend died; she could not help him.
I assumed that he was now in a better place next to Mr. and Mrs. Potter. He met again with his best friend. Now he could take care of Harry with them.
The healer let them go back to the Gryffindor Tower the next morning, however she asked her to stay a moment longer. Ginny frowned at the potions that Madam Pomfrey was placing in front of her.
" Sorry, Madam Pomfrey, but what are all those potions for? " - Ginny asked confused.
" They are for you, Miss Weasley. " - answered the healer stopping the supply of potions. - " I detected traces of the Cruciatus curse on your system. Given your current situation you must ingest all these potions.
" For a hurt ankle? " - Ginny questioned raising her eyebrows.
The healer stared at her for a long moment before letting out a long sigh. Ginny was confused with the healer's attitude. - " Is something wrong? "
" Miss Weasley, have you had your period, recently? "
Ginny paused a moment to think. With the eve of exams approaching, the teachers had been leaving more jobs and homework to the students. She had not been aware of her menstrual cycle, ironic though, how can you overlook the fact that you bleed and the cramps that persist?
" Miss Weasley? "
The healer's voice brought her to the present. She looked at the healer before shaking her head. - " You have a boyfriend, are not you, Miss Weasley? "
Ginny shook her head again. Madam Pomfrey frowned a little at her response.
" What is wrong with me? "
" I would not say something is wrong with you, Miss Weasley, at least not in the way you imagine. " - said the healer vaguely. Ginny looked at her questioningly. - " You're pregnant. "
I was pregnant.
... And the father of his son had just died.