okay, so this is my first fanfic and i honestly dont know how to use this yet, but I will find my way around it ;)
This all happens a couple of weeks before the start of the new school year, but after Harry and Voldermort have their little girl fight that should of gotten them both detention for fighting on school grounds :D
Anyways, this is about Harry, Ron and Hermione all having to go back to Hogwarts to complete year 7. Along the way will be heart-breaks and any other random stuff i decide to put in for peoples benefits. It's all open so if you have any suggestions on how it should end, I'm all ears!
As Harry gazed out Ron's window down at the garden below, he never took his eyes off the one thing he couldn't afford to lose. Her red hair was swaying as she dodged a whack from the broom Mrs. Weasley was thrusting at her. "Mum, I don't want to sweep the pavement." Ginny said dodging another whack.
"There's alot of things I don't want to do Ginny Weasley but I have to do them!" Mrs. Weasley's voice carried up to the window easily. She thrusted the broom into Ginny's hands and started to make her way back into the house. "I won't do it!" Ginny yelled dropping the broom.
"Arthur!" Molly cried.
"Oh, don't bring dad into this!" Ginny whined, picking the broom back up.
"Then do your chores." Mrs. Weasley said, sounding a bit smug as she went back inside to fold up the laundry.
Harry watched as Ginny swept the pavement by herself. He couldn't help but smile at the way she looked in the sun. Her hair glowed flame red, and her skin looked slightly flushed.
Harry turned around at the sound of Mrs. Weasley voice yelling at Ron to hurry up and clean his room. Ron argued but eventually Mrs. Weasley won, (as per usual) and Ron made incoherent mumbles as he went up the stairs, making more noise than necessary with his feet.
Harry jumped down from the window sil and pretened to be reading A Thousand Brooms on his bed.
"Man, you need to help me here." Ron whined, looking at all the clothes and lolly wrappers on the floor.
"It's your doing." Harry said, hands up defensively and backing out of the room.
And to be fair it actually was Ron's doing. They had divided the room up in half, giving each other enough room, and you could distinctly see the invisible line they had drawn down the centre. Harry's half was, while not completely clean, it was in better condition than Ron's.
Harry walked down stairs and into the kitchen, smiling at Hermione in the lounge room who was showing Mr. Weasley how to use a television. "Remarkable. " Mr. Weasley said in fascination. Hermione hadn't even finished plugging it in but already Mr. Weasley showed an interest in the cords with their different colours and shapes. Mr. Weasley's mouth continued to hang open.
Harry didn't know where he was going but as he exited the house and entered the front yard he knew his concious knew where it was going. Ginny was still there alone sweeping the leaves. Harry looked around and withdrew his wand from his pants. With one flick of his wand the leaves all blew into one pile, caught on fire, and the ash was all that remained.
Ginny stiffly looked around, in shock, until she saw who had done it. A frown formed in between her eyebrows and she leaned against her broom, like she was exhausted. She didn't look in Harry's direction but at the gate, and said in a stern voice. "You could get me in trouble you know, for helping."
"Too late it's already done isn't it?" Harry said coming closer to Ginny and leaning against a post. There was a moment silence then Ginny sighed. "Harry -"
"Don't." Harry interrupted, gripping Ginny's hands and letting the broom drop. He rested his head against hers and stared into her brown eyes. Ginny stared back into his green eyes.
Harry's heart accelerated as well as Ginny's. Harry was about to kiss Ginny when he heard someone yelling. He looked up to see Ron half hanging out his window and looking down at Harry, he was shaking his fist at them. "Hey, don't even think about it Harry. That's my sister remember! She has my genes! You kiss her, it's like you're kissing me, and bro that would be just plain wrong!" His shouts were cut off by Hermione pulling him by his ear back into the room and giving them an apologetic smile as she shut the window.
Harry turned back to Ginny who had her lips in a tight line, her eyes anywhere but Harry and her arms crossed across her chest. "Thanks Harry for your help, but I think I just want to be alone." she said, walking away to the back of the house, her arms still folded across her chest.
Harry sighed deeply. Ginny was still grieving over the loss of Fred. At night he heard her crying and he so desperately wanted to go up there and comfort her but he knew that she wanted her space. Hermione also had said that when the time was right Ginny would tell Harry herself what she wanted to become of them. Even if that meant not being together.
Harry walked inside and found Ron's body half in of the fridge. Harry moved over and shut the door on his head. "Hey!" Ron yelled, his mouth half full of food, he took one look at Harry. "Git." He said among the food in his already stuffed mouth.
"Why did you do that for?" Harry demanded.
"Because, if you didn't already know. That was my sister you were about to snog. Right in front of me!"
"I wasn't going to snog her!" Harry said, feeling the lie wasn't as good and that Ron saw through it.
"Sure, sure." he mumbled as he walked over to the couch in the lounge room and watched Hermione re-connect the television. Seeming Mr. Weasley had pulled them out by accident and now it wasn't working.
"How's it going Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Mmm, good. Almost finished. Mr. Weasley just unhooked a couple of the cords, so I'm plugging these in so the screen works again." she raised the red, white and yellow cords.
'Okay, can I help?' Harry asked, squatting down next to Hermione.
'Yeah, you can plug in the DVD player, we arn't going to get any television around here without an areal so I brought a DVD player and a few DVD's to play.'
'Sure.' Harry plugged in the DVD player and Hermione helped, as she had already finished plugging in the screen.
'Thanks.' Hermione stood back up and grabbed the remote. She hit the ON button and the screen came to life. It had no picture and the screen was completely black except for a bright green number in the top corner.
'Don't worry about that, it's because you don't have any aerials around here to get muggle television. Though I brought a few DVD's to put on that you could watch.' Hermione said matter-of-factly.
'Oh yes please' Mr Weasley said with a huge grin still plastered on his face.
Hermione walked over to a bag she had brought and pulled out a selection of DVD's. Mr. Weasley looked as happy as a child in a candy store, his eyes were wide at the selection of DVD's in front of him.
Mr. Weasley ended up choosing a dull romance one, one that he didn't know he had chosen.
The beginning of the movie was boring, the usual of two random people meeting and being completely oblivious of each other. But it got really awkward when they began kissing each other. 'Hermione! How could you bring a DVD like this? It's making me sick.' Ron moaned.
'Yes. I think it be best if we turned this one off.' Mr. Weasley said, uncomfortable with the situation.
Hermione was just about to turn it off when someone yelled out: 'Hey! Don't turn it off. I was watching that!' They all spun around to see Ginny lying across the staircase, looking at the television screen. She blushed when Harry looked at her but then she recovered quickly. Her anger flared again when Ron snapped back.
'Maybe you want to see two people snog, but definitly not me.' He pretened to shiver.
'Oh Ron grow up! I have to watch you and Hermione snog in every corner of this house!'
Mr. Weasley coughed and began to get up to leave. Obviously not wanting to be in this argument.
'Well I have to watch you and Harry snog too! And my own sister! My best friend snogging my sister!'
'You know that's not true!' Ginny yelled, getting up and storming up the stairs. Possibly to her room.
The slam of her door confirmed it.
Hermione gave Ron a disbelieving look, then looked at Harry for a fraction of a second. One that Harry didn't miss. She then walked up the stairs, following Ginny's footsteps.
Harry looked at Ron, eye brow raised.
'What? Why does no one else notice these things except me?' Ron complained and then sighed.
'You probably shouldn't of messed with her like that.' Harry said, still sitting on the couch.
'yeah, well. It's still true. You do snog my sister.'
'Is that the only thing you think about? Your best friend kissing you sister? Or do you just dwell on the kissing part? Jealous much?' Harry teased lying down on the couch.
Ron took out his wand and whispered tokita leposa.
Harry hadn't heard Ron whisper the spell but when something tapped on the window, he got stuck trying to get up off the couch.
'I'll get it.' Ron said with a smirk on his face as he made his way over to the window where a brown and black owl sat tapping its beak against the glass. 'Yeah, yeah, coming. Don't ruffle your feathers.'
Harry had been watching Ron while he was immobile on the couch, and saw as Ron read the name on the envelope.
With one flick of his wand Ron did the counter spell and Harry was free of the sticky spell Ron had placed on him. 'It's for you Harry.'
Harry got up and got the envelope from Ron's hands, just when another owl came to the window and started to peck at Ron's hand for attention. Ron read the name and turned it over, 'Harry! It's from Hogwarts!' He began to rip it open and read what was inside it.
Harry did the same, confused by the letter. They had finished school. Well not finish, dropped out exactly. Harry began to read the letter addressed to him.
Dear Harry Potter.
It has occured to the Ministry that last year you did not attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, during that period of the over-ruling of the Ministry it was compulsory for every student to attend and finish their schooling there. You, however, did not. So, due to your non-attendance, you and your fellow friends; Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger are to go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and continue your attendance of completing year 7.
Hoping all goes well.
The New Minster of Magics,
Aro Schmidt.
ps. Your list of equipment will arrive shortly after getting this letter.
Harry was frozen. He was going to have to complete year 7. He was going to have to go back to Hogwarts. A second owl crashed landed on the floor of the room; having clipped its wing on the window.
'Bloody hell!' Ron said as the owl stood back up and handed Harry the letter, it flew away, a bit tilted and slow.
'What did your letter say?' Harry asked, opening his new list of items to buy.
'That I have to go back to Hogwarts with you and Hermione.' Ron complained, eyes on the piece of parchment like he could make its burst into flames. 'I thought we would be free of homework and lessons last year. I didn't know we would have to go back! And the government was even under the control of He-Who-Must-Not -'
'Ron! Seriously, when are you going to actually say his name? He is gone! he is never going to come back. I ended Voldermort myself. . .' Harry sullenly said. He didn't want to dwell on the last night of his fight against Voldermort.
The room was silent for a moment until Hermione's screams pierced the house. Ron instinctly bolted up the stairs, his letter forgotten on the floor.
'Hermione!' Ron yelled as he entered Ginny's room, flinging the door open before anyone could stop him.
'Is everything alright?' Harry asked, stealing a glimpse of Ginny on her bed, her face a pale red. Harry sighed silently, then shook himself mentally. He looked back at Ron, who was fussing over Hermione. 'Ron! It's okay, it was just the owl.' She pointed at the owl on the top of Ginny's wardrobe.
'Oh. . . the owl? Me and Harry got ours. It's from Hogwarts.'
'Hogwarts?' Hermione replied, shock.
It was all written over her face. She was thinking that they had gotten her results mixed up with someone elses and that she had actually failed. She started to hyperventilate, as per usual she was getting worked up about something that was completely stupid.
'Why would Hogwarts send you a letter?' Ginny finally spoke.
'They want us to go do year 7.' Harry said, looking over at Hermione to see her expression when she finally stopped over reacting and actually read the entire letter that she had gotten off the owl. She looked kind of smug now, and not one bit out of breath.
'What?' Harry asked.
'Oh, it's just that they stated here that I have a choice. They said I didn't have to go because my grades are exceptional, but that I could get extra credit if I do go.'
Ron and Harry looked at each other. Harry was about to reach for the letter when Ron beat him to it. His eyes weren't as fast as Hermione's were but they skimmed the page of ink looking at each word with disbelief. He chocked. 'That's ridiculous! Why do you get an option? I want an option.' Ron's bottom lip pouted.
'Oh Ron. Don't be such a baby. I am going to go. I wouldn't want to miss an extra year of school and being able to learn something new. Oh and see you Ron.' She added on the end for his benefit. That made him a bit more happy. Hermione gave him a peck on the cheek before the room went awkwardly silent.
'I, um, we, need to tell mum.' Ron sulked.
'I'll write a letter to my parents and explain my choice. They would understand, they just want me to be happy, so I don't think that would be hard.' She began to go through her trunk and pulled out a spare piece of paper and some ink. She began to write really fast.
Ron began to back out of the room, his cheeks pink from having glanced Hermione's underwear in her trunk. Harry chuckled and began to leave with him, after having one glance of Ginny, who was too glancing at him and laughing at Ron's reaction.
'Mum!' Ron yelled down the flight of stairs.
'What Ronald?' She yelled back from down the bottom. Harry chuckled again, he knew that Molly only used his full first name when she was really ticked off.
'Hemione, Harry and I got letters from Hogwarts!' he yelled back down to her, waving Hermione's letter in his hand so she could see. She paused and then came rushing up the stairs, skipping a step at a time. Harry thought he had never seen Molly run so fast, with one exception. He stopped right there in mid thought. He couldn't bear to think about the few moments of which Ginny could of died.
Molly met Ron at the banister and she grabbed the letter out of his hands. After reading who it was addressed to she looked at Ron then shook her head. Harry watched as her eyes read through it once, twice, and a third time. Harry noticed that Hermione's was longer than his, but that was probably because they were explaining her choice of going to school again.
'So what did Hermione have to say about this?' Mrs. Weasley said looking towards Ginny's room and staring there for a second, she gave a sweet smile.
Harry turned around to look at the direction too, and noticed Ginny in the door frame looking at them. She then quickly went back inside, maybe to hide as Harry had seen her looking at them.
'Oh, Hermione was all for it. She wanted to go back to school. Like who in their right mind would want to go back to school?' Ron said a bit loudly for Hermione to hear.
'A person who wants to learn something possibly Ron!' Hermione yelled back, she then laughed to break the tention.
'Well, me and Harry didn't get an option. The letters said we had to go back.' He rolled his eyes.
'Well, this changes a lot doesn't it? I wonder if Arthur knew about this?' she still had Hermione's letter in her hand as she began to descend the stairs again. 'Oh! And we will go to Diagon Ally in the next week or so to get you lot new robes and books for the year!'
Harry had forgotten about leaving his robes at 4 Privet Drive, along with the rest of his school things. 'Wow, it's a good thing I burnt mine last year with George and . . Fred.' Ron began to look sad but plastered a fake smile on his face. 'I'm okay. It was great fun anyway. Good times. We could visit George while we are there couldn't we? Stock up on their new products with you being able to get things for free.' He grinned for real this time.
'Sure.' Harry said, trying to make Ron feel better.
They ended back in the lounge room and Harry put on an action movie, which, Ron liked a lot better than the romance.