HP disclaimer: I do not own H.P. characters of this story. Prologue (summer)
History disclaimer: I do not own any of the other characters, myths, legends, nor any other things that flow with history, they belong to various other companies, persons, and what not.
Title: Prologue to a new beginning
Rating: pending, recommended T
Summery: It has come to a final end, Tom is dead, the death eaters gone, yet the Wizarding and Muggle worlds alike devastated from the international war efforts. Many dead, dying, and scarred from the war. However, in light of recent events Harry and Ginny find a new found talent, and use it to do the impossible.
June 30th, 2004
Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, defeater of Lord Voldemort, Tri-Wizard Champion, best seeker in the world; none of these applied to him at the moment for he was only concerned for his one and last love that he had in this miserable world.
Just hours ago he, Ginny, as well as a few muggle and wizard task forces from America had stormed the final hideout of Voldemort. Although what happened from there in a span of thirty minutes the muggle soldiers were dead, majority of the War Mages as they were called where dead, the rest of them mortally wounded. The final blow had been dealt with though, the remaining death eaters of a hundred were effectively dead. Voldemort had been, for the lack of better words obliterated, the only thing that was left of him was his wand and a hand.
This was not what was worrying the man who had his head in his open palms. It was the huge price it had cost him, Ginny, the whole wizarding world as well as the Muggle world. Grandparents, mothers, fathers, sons and daughters, grandchildren, relatives, and friends, they were all shattered from the war. Harry Potter couldn't stand just sitting there, he decided to help the healers as best as he could, even if he couldn't help them with his Ginny. As he neared the medic unit he changed his robes to a more suitable manner to help out, he went through inspection before given duty to help out.
The first thing he noticed was that most of the ward was chaotic, some of the beds were housing bodies recovering from major surgery and what not, others were surrounded by family members either grieving for a lost one or comforting a recovering relative. A majority of them had healers, Mediwitches, and muggle doctors as well as nurses working on the wounded. He walked over to the nearest bed asking for help.
"Mr. Potter, no time for introductions hand me that purple potion, good now I need you to focus on stopping the bleeding for me so I can work here. Good to see you have the basics down, I need you to try to calm her as well or else she'll go into shock." the Mediwitch continued working to find problems.
"Ma'am, can you hear me? Good, your doing fine, we're fixing you up as best as we can. No don't speak, just blink once for yes or two for no." This continued for the next hour.
"Great Mr. Potter, you done well. Take a moment to breath while I go get cleaned up. By the way if your looking for me later I'm Jessica Conway." without another word she left him to her patient who was resting in a potion induced sleep.
He didn't waste time as he went to the next bed. In it was an eleven year old boy 'This kid would've been sitting in the Hogwarts express about now...' he though sadly as he helped him out. After a few more minutes he felt a hand on his shoulder from one of the doctors, looking up into his eyes the doctor shook his head.
"but..." he said before the doctor just walked away, it was then the mother started wailing for her dying son. one of the Mediwitches told him to just comfort the boy as best he could before he left the living.
It was at the same time that the boy was conscious enough to ask him a question "H-Harry Potter?"
He looked the kid in the eyes and replied "Yes, that's me, I hear you fought bravely against a Death Eater with your mother." trying to keep his voice from cracking. "Can I do anything for you?" sitting down next him trying to comfort him from the pain.
"Yess...Can you tell me what Hogwarts is like?" the boy whispered, trying to fight the pain.
For the first time in a year he smiled. "Hogwarts, is a place full of wonders, it was the first place I felt like home. There was Four houses you could live in. Each with their own history, there was Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. It was a huge castle surrounded by a forest with a lake." He began his tale, trying to ignore the paleness of the kid which gradually increased as the time passed. Nor did he notice some other kids his age and younger listening intently. "To me, it was the best place in the whole world. I wish you could've seen it..."Harry smoothed the boys hair as he started drifting to sleep.
"Hogwarts...Yes...A place where magic is real...thank you, Harry..." the boy finally fell into an eternal sleep as his mother continued to hold him sobbing. The other kids just went about their business thinking the boy had gone to sleep. after a minute he patted her back before walking away, a silent tear making its way down his cheek.
At the end of the day he sat down next to Ginny's bed, they had finished with her while he was tending the wounded and healing the aches of those passing. He took her hand into his as though his life depended on it. He thought about what he had seen in the battles, it had all paled in comparison to what the healers had to deal with.
Thoughts of his friends started coming into view. He knew now that the only way he could've saved them if he had sent them out of the country. Every protective charm, ward, curse or hex couldn't have saved them. Don't start this again Harry, you know Mum and the other's would forgive you.
"Ginny!" Harry yelped as if shocked, he stared at her for a few seconds as she opened an eye. "Do you mind not speaking too loudly? I'm trying to rest." She rolled to her side before saying Prat.
A second later He said "I am not a prat!"
At this Ginny's eyes snapped open in surprise and shock. "How do you know what I'm thinking?"
"What are you talking about?" What? she just grinned mischievously at him, the glint of pure mirth and mischievousness that was reaching her eyes. The glint that has been missing for sometime now has returned with a vengeance.
Harry? this is getting too weird, even by your standards...
Even Harry couldn't help but smile at that. No, its only weird when your around. the next thing he knew a pillow was hitting his face.
"Ginny? I just realized that today I would've been out of school for six whole years had I graduated..." The next day they were told that the remaining War Mages died due to their wounds and the spells they were hit with.
July 2nd
Over the next few days both Harry and Ginny experimented with this new found talent, and through this link Ginny comforted him as he helped work with the doctors, healers, and Mediwitches. With his help he had saved more lives than not, yet with his character the losses always impacted him.
Today however he was giving it all his go, determined to save every life he could. Amazingly not one was lost due to his determination, he never gave up even to the most lost of patients, from his ferocity he encouraged the other's to not give up until it was totally too late.
Thanks Gin. ou have no idea how much you mean to me. Oh, I have some idea Ginny! July 7th
full week into the peace, people were on their ways to recovery, short term as well as long. Some people even started small parties for the youth. For Harry and Ginny, they had been fully hit by all that was lost. They took to each other for comfort, speeding up their new bond.
"Harry…I miss them.." She cried into his shoulder, he was staying as strong as he could, even though he silently cried with her, while trying to comfort her.
July 31st
Harry was really tense at the beginning of the day, almost as if he was expecting a surprise attack on himself. No one could've blamed him however since he was always attacked that day. Even Ginny was a little paranoid of an impending attack. They were walking back to their tent, once they opened the cover they were met with a loud "surprise" from some people inside. However, in the span of a few seconds half of the people were stunned, and knocked out by the couple. From then on the people knew better than to surprise either of them, as the couple profusely apologized for attacking them.
Little did the two notice, their spell work was triple of what it was.
August 17th
Harry was visiting an area where tons of rubble lay on the ground. he sighed as he made a hand gesture, at that signal many workers started clearing the area out of the debris. I'll make sure to place a plaque here for those in the Order of the Phoenix. he promised himself, disaparatating to what was left of the burrow waiting for Ginny. This'll be the longest day of my life...
"Harry, you said the same thing to yourself for the last three years." Ginny said pointed out when he arrived, making him jump a little in surprise.
"Right, old habits. Gin, are you sure you want to do this?" he asked uncertainly.
"Lets just get this over with..." She said trying and failing to choke back a sob.
The Burrow, which had somehow survived the war, was burnt from the inside to the point where the house shouldn't even be standing. most of the fire proof wards had worked and many objects where taken out to put into safe keeping and storage. Once done Harry and Ginny started to take down the wards around the house as well as the wards of the house. halfway through the building collapsed as many anchor runes were deactivated. Though collasped it still retained its physical look, that didn't last long as the preservation charms were taken down. In a matter of minutes the Burrow was nothing more than a pile of splintered wood and debris.
Ginny couldn't stand the look of it and broke down into tears and soul wrenching sobs that almost killed Harry. He took her and apparated to their temporary house to comfort her. It was days before they were seen again.
September 1st
A full three months after the fall of Riddle, Ginny and Harry were helping with the reconstruction of both the muggle and magical worlds. That fateful day where Tom Riddle was destroyed was a day of both liberation and of grieving for those that had been lost. Harry for the fist time in a while wondered what would be happening that day, before ruefully thinking that the first day of school should be starting up.
Sept. 23rd Autumnal Equinox
That day many rituals, traditions, as well as many other things, that day however two important people had some type of power surge. Neither noticed however as they have been working magically to the point where their magic reserves started to stretch.
October 31st Halloween
Harry, your being paranoid again. Speak for yourself Gin. your making me paranoid!
Although try as they might, the day ended in tears once again, as they remembered it was the day that Hogwarts fell the two years before, Fred and George had died that day. Although not the less quieter than the next guy went, which was something to say seeing that they alone had taken Voldemorts forces down in the last blow, over fifty death eaters, five of them in his inner circle. Tommy boy himself had to kill the two, and barely made it out alive, only to face a very enraged couple of Ginny and Harry.
November 11th Remembrance day
There was an effective as well as efficient government in place both for the magical and non-magical people. Harry was at the moment the president/minister/head ruler of this new hybrid government. By then, most of United Kingdom looked towards the ministry as the next beginning and the last end. Many of the old ministry workers worked with muggle researchers to find answers to many things. Ginny had merged both healers and doctors to cure many things. Throughout the day, he was contemplating how he should ask an innocent, yet important question.
At the end of the day, Harry knelt down on his knee holding a ring case in his hand. In front of hundreds of people, yet most importantly to Ginny, saying "Will you marry me Ginny Weasley?" Many people, mainly the females had tears coming down their eyes, including Ginny.
After a few seconds she just threw her arms around him, crying into his shoulder, repeatedly saying "Yes you prat"
December 22nd (winter solstice)
Harry was getting frantic about the wedding, sure they had planned to eventually get married once the war was over, but he had a nagging feeling that something was going to go wrong that day. If Mad-Eye was still around he would praise him for his CONSTANT VIGILANCE! He had every right to fear some kind of threat, and they were rightly just. Who bought the rings?
Apparently Ginny had caught the gist of what he was thinking, sending them both into a panic. they apparated to the nearest jewelry store, which amazingly was at hogsmead. You know, this is a surprise, the only place in England that sells jewelry and it just happens to be in the area most hit by the war. once they had found their rings, they headed out.
Only to be cornered by a gang of men with wands and guns pointed at them. "Hand over your money and jewelry, then we'll let you two go on your way." one of them said. Their gang made up from various members of other people around the worlds, although their leader was an American.
"And if we refuse?" Gin had retorted, obviously these petty thugs didn't know who they were up against. The first spell was fired, a stunner unbelievably. Within moments the gang was bound in ropes as they slowly figured out that they had been beaten by a petite redhead. "You should watch who you try to mug...as head Healer of the UK healers association, you guys are under arrest by Harry James Potter and Ginerva Molly Weasley."
The thugs had finally realized that they had tried to rob the two greatest witch and wizard to single handedly take down the Dark Lord. For their crime(s) they were given ten years of prison time for the attempted robbery, threatening the Prime Minister, possession of illegal artifacts, possession of unregistered weapons, as well as the capital threat to the survivors of the final battle.
December 25th
There Harry stood, at the front of an alter wearing a simple white Tuxedo, nervous about what he was going to do in the next hour. It didn't help matters that she had blocked him from seeing what she was, nor that he couldn't tell when she would be coming until he seen her walk down the isle. At least I'm left to my own thoughts...
Ginny Weasley was in no better condition, she had many things and many people she wished was there to see her on the best day of her life. I'll make it up to them...
Time seemed to go by so slow the two thought that they would never be married. That is until one of the church members came to escort her down the isle. The ceremony began as the band played the ceremonial march.
It was then that their links opened up to each other. Harry was overwhelmed with joy and various emotions linked to it, Ginny on the other hand truly felt happy since the beginning of the war.
She made it to the alter, where they linked hands and staring into each others eyes, not really paying attention to what the priest was saying. Anyone looking at how they were staring at each other would've said that nothing could've separated the two. The love for each other evident in their eyes. It was time for the vows, although since the priest was new and practically one of the few that made it out of the monastery after Voldemort destroyed it he decided to let them do their own.
"Are you ready Gin? The one we selected right?" "As ready as I'll ever be."
"I, Harry James Potter, take you Ginny Molly Weasley to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow, and forever." Harry was looking into her eyes with all of his love, meaning each word "I will trust you and honor you I will laugh with you and cry with you. I will love you faithfully Through the best and the worst, Through the difficult and the easy. What may come I will always be there. As I have given you my hand to hold So I give you my life to keep" He stared deeply into her eyes than before "So help me God."
Upon hearing his vow, Ginny had tears in her eyes, just barely hidden. "I, Ginny Molly Weasley take you Harry James Potter to be my husband, my partner in life and my one true love. I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow, and forever. I will trust you and honor you, I will laugh with you and cry with you. I will love you faithfully, through the best and the worst, through the difficult and the easy. What may come I will always be there. As I have given you my hand to hold So I give you my life to keep So help me God."
In unison they both said "Entreat me not to leave you, or to return from following after you, For where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay. Your people will be my people, and your God will be my God. And where you die, I will die and there I will be buried. May the Lord do with me and more if anything but death parts you from me."
Most of the people had tears in their eyes now, even the priest. "Y-You may kiss the bride.."
Little did anyone know, once these vows where set, their bond had completed, once they kissed. the reception was anything but dull, though they only knew a few people there they made their speeches. It truly was a happy ending to a sad story.
Though to the survivors, there was/is no happy ending. After the Honeymoon Harry started working on a major project to time travel.
OoOoO June 30th 2010
The days turn to weeks, as the weeks tuned to months before they knew it, years had gone by
OoOoO
The day was celebrated by all, since the whole world had suffered under his attacks. Harry on the other hand was working on a grand plan to prevent it all, he had the new ministry helping him out with it.
Hey Ginny, I finally figured it all out! how we can go back and save every one! Really! you mean we get to see mum and the family again? when will it be ready?
Harry couldn't help but grin at this part Should be ready by the end of today.
From that point of the day they looked forward to seeing their families once again. at the stroke of 9:30 everyone at the ministry that had regular schedules started leaving to get home. Also signifying the end of Ginny's shift.
They all met up at a clearing that was still hidden to muggles, though for the best of reasons, the Department of Mysteries. They found out that through the many doors that the place had, many of them had alternative entrances that even the unspeakables didn't know of. "Alright, i figured it out, Gin, remember that room that we couldn't get open? that one school year?"
At each she nodded, not liking where the questions were directed. "Yes...that was when Umbridge was around wasn't it?"
"That's the one, the room can only be opened by a Parstletongue." with that he turned to the door in question and started to hiss at it. :The Chamber of knowledge, the chamber of secrets, chamber of courage, and the chamber of Friendship, Open!: Not a moment later there was a series of clicking noises to be heard.
Ginny stood wide eyed, as the door changed features from dragons to phoenixes every magical and none magical creature in the world, finally to the crest of Hogwarts. It wasn't that the door changed, it was that she knew what he had said even without the link.
"Hmm...this is strange, usually the door looks like the Potter crest..." Harry mused as he traced the his phoenix wand on certain runes. The door opened like the chamber of secrets the double doors opened to show a room that has a very huge potions lab inside, and tons of people working tirelessly on potions and what not. They keep walking past everyone, to the far end of the room where one lone potion sat in the middle of many abstract runes followed by a series of many pentagrams circles and odd shapes.
"Harry...This isn't any form of necromancy is it?" a tentive Ginny Potter asked.
"Necromancy? No, we aren't trying to bring back the dead, we're going to try and save them. Besides, I'm not really fond of walking dead people, we had too much of that when Tommy Boy was walking around the fifth time we killed him." Harry suddenly smiled. "Kind of brings a whole new meaning of killing someone then bringing them back so you can kill them again."
With that some of the surrounding people chuckled including Ginny who out right laughed with Harry. Sure it wasn't funny when Riddle used his fifth out of ten horcruxes. Each time, he was worse than before, yet considerably weaker since he couldn't use Harry's blood the next few times. That didn't stop him from causing terror to those that didn't know however.
When they got control of themselves the workers explained the step by step process they had to do in order to save those that couldn't be saved. Although the downside was that they had to die for a period of time.
"What!? Harry, are you sure this isn't Necromancy?" she asked, as she asked before about it being one of the darker arts of magic, if it can be called that.
"Gin, I'm positive, we'll only be gone for a minute or so. Sure, it may feel like we've been dead for years, but really we'll only be out of it for a moment or two." He took her hand and led her to the cauldron which had a potion with a texture of sand, they would later realize that the final ingredient was half a pound of time-turner sand. "Alright, once we drink this potion we'll have to say this ridiculously long incantation while they chant some other spells."
With that they had started the ritual. once the spell was done, they both picked up a goblet at the same time which had slowly filled with the sand like potion and drank it at the same time. For them the world went black.
They had known that the potion and spell had worked, as they drifted between past and future. Something had gone wrong though, for they started to drift into a strange reality where they stood in front of a podium that held three beings in robes looking down at them with what looked like disproval.
"What do you two think you are doing?" said the middle one, ice in its tone, neither yet both male and female.
With a better look around them they noticed the place was surrounded by more people in higher benches, some of them as old as time itself, others that were placed in myths.
"You have broken all doctrines, laws, rules, as well as decrees set by us three Fates." the second one continued, pointing an accusatory finger at the two.
"What? What do you mean breaking the rules? We haven't done anything wrong, we're trying to fix it all!" Harry said to the three up in the stands.
"Many have done so, but not in such a large scale. You yourselves have done this many times in other worlds." the final guy to the right said. "however, each of them had valid reasons for doing so, and have been chosen to go back. You have not been granted this pleasure as you have what you want."
"I have done what I was required to do by you guys, whoever you are!" Harry yelled, not at all happy knowing that they had judged that he had what he wanted. "I am doing what I want, and I want the people that have been killed to be happy as well as safe! Merlin is that too much to ask for?"
Ginny was still shocked to what they were implying. Harry…I think these three guys are the fates… she sent to him, afraid of what was to happen next. What had happened was the middle one started to name off the offenses. In the end the last of the fates declared to them.
"For this treason you shall be damned to eternal separation, and your bond shall be severed!" without warning the two had felt their connection being severed.
HAR-!
GIN!
"Further more, you two shall be separated forever more in any and all worlds you attempt to enter." with that Harry and Ginny started to fade, each of them reaching out for each other. "it has been said, and so it shall be done!"
They both ended up in a battle field, both of them fatally wounded. They made their way to each other slowly, and agonizingly. When they met, he promised her that he would never try to leave her. At that time some one noticed them, a peasant healer, he watched them with great awe at their love.
"I'm sorry Ginny…but nothing, not even fate can keep me from you, not even death!" he whispered to her, "I swear it upon my soul that I'll find you again, even if it takes me until the end of time…"
"H-Harry…I swear it upon myself as well as my soul that I'll find you…" she coughed up blood, but continued "I Love you Harry, remember that, even if you remember nothing else…." more coughing, "I love….you." she slipped from life to death. Not much time later Harry followed her, having crawled over to her, hugging her and crying.
The peasant retold this story after the battle, claiming that they had been marked by the Moerae, yet they promised themselves to find each other. Their bodies found and they were ceremoniously buried at the foot of Olympus with the royal for such acts of deep love. The year 980 B.C reaching the summer solstice. At the same time, Godric Gryffindor had vowed to destroy the Slytherin heir with his own.
Over the many years, the two that had been marked by fates came up every so often that they were set down in history as the lost love. Romeo and Juliet (notes 1.1), Abelard and Heloise. As the last couple they managed to have a son, they had named him Julius, who was raised by a family that was the Potter clan (notes 1.2). As well as many others that were sighted in Europe between 980 ad and the early 1900s. By then it had ended, many thought that they have finally given up.
In every single time they met each other, Fate seemed to want to keep them separated. Each time either very direct, or in other cases in a more subtle way where it was family or jealous friends that separated them. This all seemed to elude the higher gods for a time, however that soon changed when recorded events started to change dramatically. (notes 1.3)
Harry's soul was waiting inside his very own heir, Julius Potter. Julius was dating a red head, "not Ginny of course" Harry mused. After they had a few kids, Harry realized that this woman was one of Gryffindor's grand-daughters. Her name was Leona, although she herself didn't know much about her father, Harry used this to his advantage and traced her back to him. Once found he revealed himself to the founder, from there he learned as much as he could by him. from there the potter line was plagued by having only sons with an exception of a daughter every now and then. this however seemed to be the advantage as the daughters went off to marry the heirs of the remaining three founders.
the Ravenclaw clan was mixed with the Slytherin clan before settling down as the last name Evans. While Harry stayed with the Gryffindor line marrying someone from Hufflepuff, settling in as the Potter clan. Harry had set the initial merge of the two lines for July 31st, 1980; the day he was going to be born.
Ginny, who was desperately trying to find a way to get to Harry, settled down with a blood line as well, however, only to end up being the first ever Weasley in the Weasley clan. Not really fond with the idea of being a male after some lines, she cursed her heirs to have daughters every few generations. She too set the dates down towards her birthday, yet something had gone wrong, yet right. she wouldn't know it until it was time.
Author's notes: Ok, despite what may have been written I have gotten into Harry Potter fics in recent past. any other works have been put on hold but are still worked on every now and then. Right, enough ranting, I have seen too many authors have a long piece about their works and reviewers. This is portrayed as the book goes up until they started destroying the horcruxes, Ron never left in the first place, and Griffyndor's sword was not confiscated first time around. The locket was a set up, such as an alarm should the horcruxes be hunted down. Thus triggering an early attack on Hogwarts. These details shall be explained throughout the chapters and series (hoping it gets that far). So please bear with me.
1.1 remember people, this is fan FICTION, anything is possible. in this particular fic, Shakespeare had actually heard of the couple due to his contacts with the magical world. I know most of these things collide and clash, but hey, it IS fiction. The only thing that is fact is the couple Abelard and Heloise. I tried to base some of their separation story on facts as they wavered through history here and there.
1.2 the stated couple, Abelard and Heloise DID have a son, though not named Julius. There is too much information on the two to state here, so I suggest you do your research on the two.
1.3 Ok, this is basically hinting that the higher gods or deities find out about the fates and their scheme because of major changes that change cannon HP to the point where it doesn't exist.
please leave a reveiw, or not. entirely up to you. Suggestions are welcomed, flames even. Right, whatever I missed or whatever is incomplete let me know so I can change it.