All right. This is my first ever Harry Potter fanfiction. Got the idea this
morning at work and couldn't concentrate on it until I wrote that down.
It may take so time before I update because I'm quite busy right now and I'm the kind of person that writes bad things when pressed to update (not that I'm implying what I wrote is good :p).
Anyway, please read and review.
Oh and since I'm French there may have a couple of mistakes from time to time. Sorry for that.
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25. I turned 25 yesterday. It's been so long since I left Hogwarts. So long since I left my friends. Well of course I kept in touch with them. Back to that time, we were told to be inseparable. Things tend to change when you're not around. We all choose separate paths to complete our education, to be able to get the job of our life after graduation.
In the end of 7th year took place the final battle against Voldemort. The prophecy was right. One of them had to die. It has been a benediction to the whole magic world when The Dark Lord died. It was a well-deserved revenge for Harry. Avenging his parents was of course what gave him the courage and the strength to use the ultimate unforgivable spell towards Voldemort. But in the end, was it a benediction to Harry?
He spent half of his life being under the spotlights and has always felt awkward with it. He was not at all ready to deal with being THE spotlight of a whole world.
At first he thought the whole thing would calm down sooner or later and took it easy. After a while it really started to get on his nerves and he started to rethink it all.
Being famous Harry Potter was more unbearable than ever now. That is why he decided to leave England for what he thought would be a nice little village somewhere in Europe, far away from all that stuff. His only mistake was that he did not take into account the international aspect of his history. Every single magical soul on this planet knew famous Harry Potter.
He quickly realized he won't be able to avoid it and decided to go back home and learn to deal with it. When he came back, he received a letter from the Ministry of Magic proposing him an Auror training.
Ron was now a professional keeper in a Welsh team, the Fuming Dragons. He too was part of the final battle against Voldemort. He tried to protect his best friend, but Harry had not let him get involved with his dual with Voldemort.
Back then Ron thought about what he could do to help Harry. The best he could do was starting to fight the death eaters as hard as he could. He quickly got involved in a dual with Lucius Malfoy. He would have been soon overwhelmed but was then helped by nobody else than Draco.
After his father had been taken to Azkaban, Draco came to a realization. Lots of things had been hidden to him. He suddenly looked more closely at his father's little business and decided to make a total turn in his attitude when he understood that his father had casted an imperious spell on his mother amongst other things. He did not join Harry to kill Voldemort; he joined the team to have revenge on his father.
Right after graduation, Ron made several try-outs to get picked by a professional Quidditch team. Of course he tried at the Chudley Cannons but never get picked. He then started his professional carrier as a reserve keeper for the Fuming Dragons and got to play a few games during his first year. On the second year he became famous for avoiding a huge goal from his favourite player from the Chuldey Cannons. He even got to play against Oliver Wood who was playing in the Sky Rockets of Birmingham. After another year of having fun, he suddenly realized that playing Quidditch was not what he wanted to do his whole life. That may have something to do with his engagement with Lavender Brown.
She became one of the most successful fashion creators in the magical world. Her dresses were famous from Diagon Alley to Beauxbatons going through America and any Asian city. The manager of Ron's team contacted her to create news robes for them and that's how she got to meet Ron again. She was no longer the gossip and foolish girl she used to be. Being that successful with her business required a lot of serious from her. She even found some evening classes for Ron when he told her he wanted to get another job. After another year like that, the Ministry of Magical Sports as the junior coordinator of the English Quidditch team hired him. He was in charge of every single trip the England national team was doing for international games for instance.
As for me, I took as well several paths after graduation. As Harry did, I started with a well-deserved rest that I spent with lots of travels. I needed to escape this fame as well. Being part of the trio was already a huge thing before the battle. But now, I was known as the girl who killed Belatrix Lestrange. I couldn't stand this woman anyway but still it's such a shock when you realize what you just did. When she fell down she had something in her eyes, something like "oh! I can't believe this stupid little girl got me". It took me several months to get through that killing stuff. I was having my part of fame, of course much less than Harry. At some times when he was really upset about it, I wish I could have taken all this fame with me, easing him. But it was not possible. Poor Harry had to deal with it alone.
I spent a whole year travelling from place to place, from a country to another. Discovering such beautiful cities and sights I only knew from books made me realized that the real life was way better than just reading it. Well I'm still very found of books. I'm still reading a lot. I'm even writing the new edition of "Hogwarts a History" as Harry and Ron advised me to do so many times to tease me. Some things never change.
When I came back, I started to go to college. As always, I couldn't make a choice between so many interesting subjects. My major was Charms but I took Arithmancy as one of my minors, together with Potions. It took me 4 years to get my degree and I have to say those years were good, but would never be able to be as good as my Hogwarts years. After I graduated from college, I decided to apply for a muggle college.
I had to make a huge application to the Magical Education Ministry for them to give me a paper stating that I graduated from a muggle English University in Oxford. Studying in a muggle college after I was done with my magical studies had always been a promise I made to myself. My parents were very encouraging about it. And proud I have to say. I applied abroad.
I had already spent one year studying when an owl brought me a letter from Hogwarts. It stated that the Charms teacher was to be replaced and I was offered the position. How could I have turned down this proposition? It remembered me when I received my letter telling me I was a witch and that I had been accepted to Hogwarts. My only objection was that I wanted to finish my degree in Paris before. They gladly accepted.
Headmistress Mac Gonagall is waiting me tomorrow. She took Dumbledore's position after he decided to take a very well deserved retirement. A few of my friends were working at Hogwarts. Neville was the Herbology teacher and Ginny was the new nurse. I can't wait to be there. It will bring such good memories! I'm feeling strange actually. One moment I'm so happy to go back there, and right after I'm scared? Will it be the same Hogwarts I left? It holds such dear memories within its walls that I'm afraid I might be a little disappointed. I was 18 when I left. I turned 25 yesterday.
It may take so time before I update because I'm quite busy right now and I'm the kind of person that writes bad things when pressed to update (not that I'm implying what I wrote is good :p).
Anyway, please read and review.
Oh and since I'm French there may have a couple of mistakes from time to time. Sorry for that.
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25. I turned 25 yesterday. It's been so long since I left Hogwarts. So long since I left my friends. Well of course I kept in touch with them. Back to that time, we were told to be inseparable. Things tend to change when you're not around. We all choose separate paths to complete our education, to be able to get the job of our life after graduation.
In the end of 7th year took place the final battle against Voldemort. The prophecy was right. One of them had to die. It has been a benediction to the whole magic world when The Dark Lord died. It was a well-deserved revenge for Harry. Avenging his parents was of course what gave him the courage and the strength to use the ultimate unforgivable spell towards Voldemort. But in the end, was it a benediction to Harry?
He spent half of his life being under the spotlights and has always felt awkward with it. He was not at all ready to deal with being THE spotlight of a whole world.
At first he thought the whole thing would calm down sooner or later and took it easy. After a while it really started to get on his nerves and he started to rethink it all.
Being famous Harry Potter was more unbearable than ever now. That is why he decided to leave England for what he thought would be a nice little village somewhere in Europe, far away from all that stuff. His only mistake was that he did not take into account the international aspect of his history. Every single magical soul on this planet knew famous Harry Potter.
He quickly realized he won't be able to avoid it and decided to go back home and learn to deal with it. When he came back, he received a letter from the Ministry of Magic proposing him an Auror training.
Ron was now a professional keeper in a Welsh team, the Fuming Dragons. He too was part of the final battle against Voldemort. He tried to protect his best friend, but Harry had not let him get involved with his dual with Voldemort.
Back then Ron thought about what he could do to help Harry. The best he could do was starting to fight the death eaters as hard as he could. He quickly got involved in a dual with Lucius Malfoy. He would have been soon overwhelmed but was then helped by nobody else than Draco.
After his father had been taken to Azkaban, Draco came to a realization. Lots of things had been hidden to him. He suddenly looked more closely at his father's little business and decided to make a total turn in his attitude when he understood that his father had casted an imperious spell on his mother amongst other things. He did not join Harry to kill Voldemort; he joined the team to have revenge on his father.
Right after graduation, Ron made several try-outs to get picked by a professional Quidditch team. Of course he tried at the Chudley Cannons but never get picked. He then started his professional carrier as a reserve keeper for the Fuming Dragons and got to play a few games during his first year. On the second year he became famous for avoiding a huge goal from his favourite player from the Chuldey Cannons. He even got to play against Oliver Wood who was playing in the Sky Rockets of Birmingham. After another year of having fun, he suddenly realized that playing Quidditch was not what he wanted to do his whole life. That may have something to do with his engagement with Lavender Brown.
She became one of the most successful fashion creators in the magical world. Her dresses were famous from Diagon Alley to Beauxbatons going through America and any Asian city. The manager of Ron's team contacted her to create news robes for them and that's how she got to meet Ron again. She was no longer the gossip and foolish girl she used to be. Being that successful with her business required a lot of serious from her. She even found some evening classes for Ron when he told her he wanted to get another job. After another year like that, the Ministry of Magical Sports as the junior coordinator of the English Quidditch team hired him. He was in charge of every single trip the England national team was doing for international games for instance.
As for me, I took as well several paths after graduation. As Harry did, I started with a well-deserved rest that I spent with lots of travels. I needed to escape this fame as well. Being part of the trio was already a huge thing before the battle. But now, I was known as the girl who killed Belatrix Lestrange. I couldn't stand this woman anyway but still it's such a shock when you realize what you just did. When she fell down she had something in her eyes, something like "oh! I can't believe this stupid little girl got me". It took me several months to get through that killing stuff. I was having my part of fame, of course much less than Harry. At some times when he was really upset about it, I wish I could have taken all this fame with me, easing him. But it was not possible. Poor Harry had to deal with it alone.
I spent a whole year travelling from place to place, from a country to another. Discovering such beautiful cities and sights I only knew from books made me realized that the real life was way better than just reading it. Well I'm still very found of books. I'm still reading a lot. I'm even writing the new edition of "Hogwarts a History" as Harry and Ron advised me to do so many times to tease me. Some things never change.
When I came back, I started to go to college. As always, I couldn't make a choice between so many interesting subjects. My major was Charms but I took Arithmancy as one of my minors, together with Potions. It took me 4 years to get my degree and I have to say those years were good, but would never be able to be as good as my Hogwarts years. After I graduated from college, I decided to apply for a muggle college.
I had to make a huge application to the Magical Education Ministry for them to give me a paper stating that I graduated from a muggle English University in Oxford. Studying in a muggle college after I was done with my magical studies had always been a promise I made to myself. My parents were very encouraging about it. And proud I have to say. I applied abroad.
I had already spent one year studying when an owl brought me a letter from Hogwarts. It stated that the Charms teacher was to be replaced and I was offered the position. How could I have turned down this proposition? It remembered me when I received my letter telling me I was a witch and that I had been accepted to Hogwarts. My only objection was that I wanted to finish my degree in Paris before. They gladly accepted.
Headmistress Mac Gonagall is waiting me tomorrow. She took Dumbledore's position after he decided to take a very well deserved retirement. A few of my friends were working at Hogwarts. Neville was the Herbology teacher and Ginny was the new nurse. I can't wait to be there. It will bring such good memories! I'm feeling strange actually. One moment I'm so happy to go back there, and right after I'm scared? Will it be the same Hogwarts I left? It holds such dear memories within its walls that I'm afraid I might be a little disappointed. I was 18 when I left. I turned 25 yesterday.