Red and Sylver
Ivory Towers
From the high silver white towers Ginny Weasley stood, staring down on the dizzying height. Her brilliant red hair piled up on her head in rivulets and silver glitter under her vibrant blue eyes. Her pearl white gaze dress flowed around her wisplike form with a blindingly white corset wrapped around her torso, lace frosting it heavily. She looked down on her ivory white hand where her silver rings glittered against the white stone. She looked up as a snowy white owl swooped towards her in the distance. She smiled slowly and stepped back as it landed in the tower with her. It hooted, looking exhausted from its long flight.
"I'm sorry I had to make you go so far Hedwig," Ginny kneeled down carefully and pulled the owl up then turned and walked down in to the tower. The owl nuzzled her pale shoulder affectionately and looked to the winding stairs down. Magical torches flared to life as she past, their blinding whiteness washing out what little color there was on the stairs and leaving no shadows dark.
"Virginia!" Somebody called from below.
"Coming Harry," Ginny called back. She finally made it to the main hallway of the upper floor and went to the railing overlooking the entrance. The castle had two great white towers on either side and two wings on either side of them. The middle part had three floors overlooking a grand entrance with wide staircases curving down on either side from the second floor. Harry Potter was standing just inside the entrance, staring up at where she appeared. He looked like he had just apperated and was just leaning his simple wood staff next to the door.
"I trust the Ministry wasn't too much of a hassle today," Ginny turned to the stairs leading down.
"It was alright, could have been better though, as usual. So, I trust Hedwig isn't too exhausted," Harry was grinning as she came back into sight on the grand left stair way with Hedwig perched on her arm.
"Oh not too much, he did have to go all the way to the Burrow and back," Ginny smiled up at the bird. She let the bird rest on the carved wood ball at the end of the staircase. Harry then picked her up and twirled her around then lightly set her back on the crimson red carpet. She was giggling happily up at him, his own happy grin returning hers.
"How can there ever be a war when I'm this happy?" Ginny asked, breathless. Harry's smile faded slowly.
"Ginny, the final battle is coming up soon, we've almost pinpointed where Voldemort is staying. He can't escape us this time but I want you to stay here. Please, I need you to stay out of this," Harry explained, Ginny frowned slightly.
"You know I can't do that," Ginny murmured, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.
"Please, I need you to stay here and help McGonagall and Snape with keeping back reinforcements," Harry pulled back to looked deep into her eyes.
"Alright but only because you asked me," Ginny finally answered, he grinned and kissed her forehead, they then walked up the stairs.
Ginny stood with Prof. McGonagall on one side, Prof. Snape on the other. Both hadn't changed a bit in the eight years she's known them. She had just graduated from Hogwarts a year before and moved in with Harry in the mansion he had built almost immediately. They had been dating forever and were contemplating marriage. Life was just starting for them while it seemed the Professors were just immortal. Immune to the passages of time and walked dignified through each year. Before them was a round crystal clear pool with a picture of the front lines of the war in it. Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione and Ron were the easiest to pick out, each surrounded by followers of the good side as they tried putting themselves in danger, each time being pulled back by their adoring entourage. Ginny was dressed in a heavy white silk brocade dress with long bell sleeves and a high Chinese collar. She contrasted rather well with Snape's customary black. Ginny had pulled her long red hair up in a cinnamon bun at the back of her head with clear hair sticks through it.
"Look," McGonagall pointed to the dark side, Voldemort finally came on the scene. The professors both had disgusted scowls on their faces and Ginny stared transfixed at the evil visage of the current greatest enemy to the wizarding world.
"Do you think it's time we joined in?" Snape spoke up quietly on her left.
"No, we were told only to come in if more of the dark side appeared," McGonagall growled, Snape fell silent, a dark frown on his face.
Something was wrong, Ginny could tell as she stared closer into the pool, focusing on the evil lord. His wand was still hidden as he advanced towards Harry. The hero turned and stopped, waiting for his long opponent to reach him. Dumbledore suddenly appeared between them and Voldemort's wand appeared. They dueled, everyone around them giving the two room. They threw tons of different spells, most of them Ginny had never seen before until suddenly Voldemort threw a spell at Harry, Dumbledore lunged towards Harry, catching the spell full on. All three of the watchers let out cries. Harry got up from Dumbledore; suddenly Ginny was on the battlefield, her wand in her hand as she watched her Harry advance on Voldemort. She raised her wand, the sounds of the battlefield drowning out her cries as she dashed forward towards the two.
TBC.
Don't worry…I'll get the rest out soon enough.